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Arranged marriage with MAMMON will probably only happen if Lucifer arranged it.
Then the night before the wedding, you were tying the blankets and escaping through the balcony and all that but when you looked to your left, Mammon was literally doing the same fucking thing.
So you just set his on fire because who the fuck does he think he is trying to run away from you, and that's how the arranged marriage became successful.
How will they are as a boyfriend and how they treat their significant others, their realistic red flags
Warnings: Possible writing errors in grammars and spelling, no proofreading, gender neutral reader, toxic behaviors, very long post ahead, possible mischaracterization, if you want them to remain in their pristine image don't read this, foul language, mention of sex
Being in a relationship with him might seem like a something out of a fantasy. He's rich, handsome, tall, smart, powerful
But when something seems too good to be true, it probably is.
Being in a relationship with someone as rigid as him can be suffocating
He's the type of person that when you got in a relationship with, you will notice drastic changes not only in yourself but also in him
Before the formal relationship happened, while you're still drunk with love
He might seem reliable, always being there when you're in trouble and cleaning after your messes
Seems caring, always looking out for you when you're sick or when there something weighing down on you
But that all soon dissappeared
The reliable man turned out to be a man who weighs everything
Now, every mess you made came with a series of words that always sounds like he's looking down at you like a disobedient child
The caring man doesn't care about you at all
He only cares about how you appear in public.
As a boyfriend, he's the type of person to pull you in a corner during parties, his grip on your arm too tight and the way he pulls you too... uncaring.
As soon as your back hits the wall, he's pointing his finger and looking down at you while saying, "What do you think you're doing?"
He's the type of boyfriend that treats you like a trained dog if too obedient
And a mess if you're too independent
He's the type to reply a single thumbs up whenever you try to communicate with him and when confronted, he says he's just bad at texting
He's the type of guy that breadcrumbs
Only treats you nicely if he's in a good mood
Probably in a relationship for the sole purpose of having someone take his side all the time
As expected of the avatar of pride
MAMMON
At first glance, he seems like the fun boyfriend everyone wants to have at least once in their lives.
At first he picks you up in the front gate and drops you off whenever you want with his expensive car everyday
He was active in messages too, always sending you memes and a fair amount of sweet messages
But his red flags are really... Hard to deal with.
The type of boyfriend that will forget to pick you up and leave you hanging on for hours without any warnings
When confronted he'll be oh so sweet begging for forgiveness and even giving you a few thoughtful gifts
Or so you thought, at some point those "thoughtful" gifts started to feel like he's only giving it to you in the guise of "thoughtfulness" so that he doesn't need to buy anything expensive
The type of boyfriend that will ask you to buy them those expensive perfumes or watches for their birthday or whatever events he deems as "important"
The type of boyfriend that doesn't reply to you but has new posts
Once hinted that he find people with standards entitled
If he seems too nice, he probably wants something
Actively hints that he would want a spouse that provides for him
He's the type to give you that looks that says "Are you for real, right now?" during arguments about your bounderies
Then his comfort will absolutely feel fake
That argument reached the groupchat
LEVIATHAN
Because of how introverted and closed off he is, managing to be in a relationship with him feels like an achievement since it become a living proof on how much patience and perseverance you have
Having him as a boyfriend is also really fun because he's cute and it's fulfilling to watch his walls slowly deteriorate when it comes to you
Until he got to comfortable
A man child, if you don't think so, you're blinded by love.
He's the type of boyfriend you need to look after like how you look after a child
Telling him when to eat, when to shower, when to sleep without making him feel like shit
Because god forbids you tell him the truth, you might as well have insulted his whole being
It feels totally tiring how sensitive he can be and how easily he builds his wall up again and again everytime you do something he doesn't like
And at the same time, he's insensitive when it comes to you
He wants you to spend all your time with him but when you do, he spends his entire time with that god forsaken computer
Another dry texter when it comes to things that he has no interest with
Replies "K." to a long message you spilled your heart on making
Actually the type to watch your stories without liking them, he honestly just forgot
Irrationally jealous
Maybe not during the relationship but he used to like pictures of models with extreme body proportions
SATAN
Having him as a boyfriend with an addition of a tutor and a stable partner for life is what it may seem like to the public
But that's a far cry from the truth
Starting off strong, his hate for lucifer gets in the way of your relationship in every way possible
He's the avatar of wrath
He sometimes use you to one up lucifer by making you act better than Lucifer's significant other
At first it was fun but it gets tiring
He will teach you without complain but when he's in a bad mood, it often shows in his patience
Type to slam things, close the door too loud when mad
The pressure of being in a relationship with someone like him who seems perfect is also really extreme
Sometimes, you can feel that he doesn't belive in you but still helps you in a half-assed way unless you show him you're serious
Doesn't respect his parent
I feel like he's the type of person to talk trash other people to you only, in short, he's a fake ass bitch
ASMODEUS
Omfg
Avatar of lust
Must I say more
Probably has sneaky links
Some really harsh backhanded compliments
Manchild
A literal mean girl
Don't get me wrong, he can be really sweet and can be the perfect spouse btt you need to get through shit tons of problems first
Uses your name in lies
Drama follows him
Being in a relationship with him is the same as saying goodbye to your peace
That's something none of you can deny
He's not exactly the calm wave that envelopes your feet when you walk by the shore
He's more of the harsh waves that threatens to knock the light house over
He doesn't push sex though
He might be shitty but he's not shitty like that
No spatial bounderies whatsoever though
You need to be vocal about ervything because he's not going to stop doing anything unless your firmly told him to
Pushes bounderies too often
Really sneaky
Starbucks dick sucker
BEELZEBUB
Well he's a fangol player.
(I stopped writing here because I literally can't think of anything )
One thing is probably how he doesn't usually express his love with words
So at first it can be confusing since he's doing all the things couples do but he doesn't even confirm it with you
He expects you to understand the meaning behind his gestures yourself
He even gets frustrated sometimes when you don't understand his actions
Probably once told you to go to gym once, didn't mean anything behind it, he just wanted to go to gym with you but yk it doesn't always come across the same way
BELPHEGOR
Exact opposite of his twin
Never put this bitch in a relationship
Another dry texter
Type to get mad at you when your location is off
Either hot or cold no in between
Probably ghosts you then come backs like nothing happened
Low effort but high expectations
When you're mad, instead of properly consoling you, he sometimes just gives you money
Leaves you in delivered
He's the type of boyfriend that subtly affects your life
It came to the point where you're scared to make him mad or disturb his mood because it significantly affects your relationship.
I know this was SUCH a longtime ago, but remember that poll of when you wrote how the actually demonic the Demon Brothers are when they're not talking to MC? Like how despite the way they act towards us, they're the ELITE of the ELITE, and demons still fear them. And they gave them every single reason to. Satan scacttering someone's brains to the wall with his tail out of annoyance, Mammon watching his opponent about to shoot himself in Russian Roulette, and Lucifer being threatening without even doing anything much. I was wondering, could you do that for the side characters too? You don't have to add the angels though because I doubt they'd do that.
Being with MC always brings out the best of them. They learned how to love and forgive. Though, as soon as they're not in the picture, some of their habits resurface.
It's almost a daily thing for DIAVOLO to take you out on a date. In fact, there are tens of photos of the both of you in Devilgram, the social media says how nice he treats you. A new demon who work for a high-end restaurant mistook "you" for "everyone". So when the new demon delivered the food you two ordered, he saw that you weren't there and so as a nice server he tried to strike small talk "Sir, what a lovely night—" "Eyes down." He raised his brow at the lower demon and scoffed "Who do you think you're talking to..?"
The aromatic scent of tea hung in the air as BARBATOS meticulously plated a delicate mille-feuille, his movements are silent yet practiced with grace. When the younger demon stumbled in and reached for a cooling tartlet without a word, his hand didn't even flinch, though his eyes sharpened. He simply let the silver tongs click shut which echoed against the stone walls. "It’s charming how you just... help yourself to the kitchen," Barbatos murmured, his smile perfectly curved yet absent of any warmth as he adjusted a stray crumb with a gloved fingertip. "I suppose I forgot that 'asking' is a bit of a formal hobby where you’re from,"
A demon form RAD found out how good of a writer SIMEON is and decided to ask him for advice. He was with MC during that time when he gladly agreed on helping, even telling him to wait by the purgatory hall for him. "Oh, you entered?" Simeon was slightly taken aback when he saw the demon waiting in the common room. "Oh, should I have not? I apologize!–" the demon tried to reply but was brushed off "Ah, it's nothing. It's just where I'm from..." and his voice turned a little more quieter, just enough for him to faintly heare "People of your rank, they usually wait by the door." and smiled kindly.
SOLOMON sat across from you, he had been nothing but a model of patience for the last hour, leaning over your notes to clarify a complex equation with softness in his tone. However, the moment you both finally pulled out your chairs to begin the drafting phase, the atmosphere changed. As the lesser demon in your group moved to slide into the remaining seat, Solomon didn’t even look up from his book, his voice dropping into a tone of effortless, "Ah-uh, while you're up, a glass of water, sparkling, not tap," he murmured, his smile remaining perfectly fixed as he finally met the demon's eyes with a gaze that treated the other boy like a piece of the furniture. "You’re a dear," he added.
You and MEPHISTOPHELES attended a banquet gala, as usual, the seat you two are in is in the front middle of the hall. The seat for elites. Even some of the brothers are there. But, at some point of the night, a demon you didn't know walked up and attempted to sit down. Mephistopheles only need to place down his glass on the marble table for the lower demon to stop, "Did I give you permission?" He said in such a casual manner, even the brothers didn't react. What permission is he talking about "But— my lord... Where am I supposed to sit...?" the demon cautiously asked and Mephisto replied with a simple glance at the floor.
RAPHAEL stood amidst the heat heat of the training ground like an unyielding marble. He had spent the morning offering gentle pointers on your footwork, his spear moving in lazy, rhythmic circles as he watched you practice. But when the lesser demon assigned to assist him fumbled a heavy crate of practice weapons, spilling iron blades near Raphael’s polished boots, his face didn't change but the atmosphere sure did. Raphael didn't flinch or offer to help; he simply looked through the trembling demon as if he were a minor inconvenience. "Step to the left," he murmured, the edge of his voice sharpening. "You’re blocking my line of sight to the horizon, and I’d hate to have to move you myself."
Hey 👋 Just found your blog and your docs are amazing 🤩 But, could you also include the gender of the MC please? I like reblogging smut posts and sometimes people don’t read the tags and get upset that the fic doesn’t start with female or male reader in the totals basically.
MEPHISTOPHELES closed the door behind you, his expression thunderous. He walked over to his desk and picked up a stack of papers, slamming them down in front of you. "These are all the errors you've made today alone. Do you have any idea how incompetent you look?" His voice is low and furious.
His eyes flashed dangerously at your defense, his voice rising. "Don't blame others for your own mistakes! I don't care whose work it was, if it's on your desk then it's YOUR responsibility!" He pointed angrily at the papers "And stop calling me that!"
You looked over the papers with tons of red circles. "Mephisto, I told you. This is not my work. It was just passed to me and I did it without complaints despite it being out of my work boundaries!"
Your brows furrowed, "What now? You want to call you boss? God?"
His face darkened at your sarcasm, his fists clenching on the desk. He leaned forward, his voice barely a whisper. "Watch your tongue, little girl. I am your superior. You will address me with respect." He emphasized each word.
"Oh, fuck you! I bend nobles like you on desks everyday! Don't think your role is gonna put you above everyone! I'm an important person in this kingdom too!"
His eyes widened in shock at your outburst, then narrowed dangerously. He stood up abruptly, his tall frame towering over you. "You dare speak to me like that? In MY office?" His voice dropped to a dangerous whisper. "I could have you arrested for insolence."
"Oh, please." you rolled your eyes "You won't."
His jaw clenched, his face twisting with anger. He stepped around the desk, cornering you against the wall. "You think I'm bluffing? I am the right hand of the king. I could have you imprisoned and forgotten about in an instant."
"Yeah, sure, sure..."
His eyes flashed with rage at your disrespect. Without warning, he grabs you roughly by the throat, his large hand wrapping around your neck. "You little bitch," he hissed, his face inches from yours. "I've had enough of your mouth."
"Well, talk about filthy mouths."
His hand tightened slightly around your throat, not enough to hurt but enough to show you he means business. His eyes burned into yours, his voice low and dangerous. "You have no respect for authority, do you? I've never met someone so insolent in my entire life."
He sneered derisively, his grip on your throat never wavering. "You think fucking a few nobles makes you important? Please. You're nothing but a whore who spreads her legs for anyone with a title." His words stung, hitting close to home. "You're not special. You're just easy."
"Easy? If I'm that easy then I would've spread my legs for you don't I? I guess that shows just how much low I think of you compared to those I've fucked."
His face turned red with anger and something else... hurt? His hand squeezed your throat before releasing you abruptly. "Fuck you," he spat out, stepping back. "I have standards. I wouldn't touch someone who opens their legs for every noble with a title."
"Whatever, you ain't all that anyway..."
He whirled around, his face contorted with anger and something deeper, more primal. In two strides, he's back in front of you, his hand fisting in your hair and yanking your head back. "What did you just say?" he growled, his face inches from yours. "Say that to my face."
"Ah, shit—"
"I heard you," he interruptef, his voice low and dangerous. His grip on your hair tightened painfully. "You said I'm not all that. Is that what you really think?" His other hand came up to grip your chin roughly, forcing you to look at him.
"Well—"
He shook your head back abruptly, making you see stars. "Answer the question," he demanded, his fingers digging into your jaw. "Do you really think I'm not good enough for you?"
"What are you talking about?!"
His face contorted with frustration and jealousy. "You think I'm not attractive enough? Not powerful enough? Not good enough in bed?" He leaned in closer, his voice barely a whisper. "Because let me tell you, little princess, I've had more women than you can count."
"Why the hell are you acting like this when you're the one who rejected me first?!"
He released your hair and chin abruptly, taking a step back. He looked genuinely confused and taken aback by your accusation. "What are you talking about? When did I ever reject you?" His anger seemed to deflate slightly as he tried to remember any instance of rejecting you. "Refresh my memory."
"Wow, now we're acting dumb? You know damn well I made moves on you on the past but you kept rejecting me and making me look like a slut!"
His expression shifted from anger to realization, then guilt. He remembered now - all those times you'd try to flirt, touch his arm, make suggestive comments... and he'd politely but firmly reject you. "I..." He ram a hand through his hair. "Shit."
He took deep breaths, trying to explain himself. "I thought you were just... playing around. Teasing me. I never took your advances seriously because I didn't think you were actually interested in me like that." His voice softens slightly. "I thought you were just messing with me."
"Well, that doesn't change the fact now does it? I'm leaving." You tried to leave the tension but...
His strong arms caged you against the door, his warm breath against your ear. "Not so fast," he repeated, "You can't just throw accusations like that and walk away." His hands rested on the door on either side of your head, trapping you.
His eyes have that hazy, intense look - a clear giveaway of his growing arousal despite his anger. His body pressed against yours, "I'm still mad," he growled, but his hips shift slightly, pressing his hardening length against your stomach.
"What are you—"
His voice took on a mocking tone as he repeated some of your insults back at you. "'You're not all that.' 'I've had better.' 'You're not even good looking.'" With each mocking phrase, he pressed closer, his arousal becoming more obvious.
He leaned in close, his lips brushing against your ear as he mocks, "Oh, I guess you don't want my dick now, huh? After all those times you were begging for it." His hands moved to grip your hips possessively, his fingers digging in slightly. "You're not getting it now, even if you beg."
"Why would I even—"
His fingers tightened on your hips, his breath hot against your skin as he feels your nervous laughter. "Oh, I don't know," he said mockingly, "Maybe because you're a whore who can't keep her legs closed?" He pressed his hard-on against you slowly, proving his point.
"I-If someone hear you, y-you're going to regret it..."
He threw his head back and laughed mockingly at your threat. "Regret it? Please," he says dismissively, "So go ahead and say it."
"H-Huh...?"
He smiled mockingly, enjoying your flustered state. "Cat got your tongue? Or are you just too busy thinking about how much you want my dick?" He pressed against you harder this time, making sure you feel every inch of his hard-on. "I'm waiting."
"Fuck you." You went on your tip toes to kiss him but he moved his head to the side swiftly causing you to kiss his neck instead.
He chuckled darkly as your lips press against his neck instead of his mouth. He turned his head away, denying you the kiss. "Nuh-uh," he mocked, "You don't get to kiss me after calling me a worthless fuck."
"F-Fuck... Please..."
His smirk widens at your desperate plea, knowing he's won this round. He leaned in close, his voice low and commanding. "Please what? Please let you kiss me? Please let you suck my dick?" He pressed his hardness against you again for emphasis. "Which one is it?"
"Ngh! Mephisto...!"
Hearing his name on your lips in that desperate tone snapped something in him. Without warning, he crushed his lips against yours in a brutal, claiming kiss. His hands gripped your hair tightly as he kissed you like he hated you, his tongue forcing its way into your mouth.
When he finally pulled away, you're left gasping for air and weak in the knees. He smirked down at you, satisfied with your dazed state. "Like that," he said mockingly, "Now beg properly."
"P-Please..."
Seeing his drool dripping from your lips made his cock twitch hard against you. You're so turned on and pathetic right now, begging him after calling him worthless, and fuck if that isn't the hottest thing ever. "Please what?" he pushed,
"F-F... Me..."
"Louder," he commanded, his voice harsh as he pressed his hard dick against your stomach, "Say it louder so I can hear you begging like the slut you are." He pulled your hair back hard so that your neck is arched exposed,
"Fuck me... Please!"
A growl escaped his throat at your desperate plea. He loved how you're begging so pretty for him now, completely opposite to how you were acting earlier. Without a second thought, he spun you around roughly, pressing your face against the wall. "Is this what you wanted?"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
He slapped your ass hard before unbuckling his belt and pulling out his thick, hard cock. "You want me to fuck you? You want me to destroy this little whore pussy?" He ran the head of his cock against your panties, teasing you mercilessly.
He ripped open a condom packet with his teeth and held it out to you. "Pull your panties aside," he ordered gruffly, "I'm not going to wait any longer to fuck this needy cunt." He wrapped a hand around your throat possessively, applying just enough pressure to make you feel owned.
He rolled the condom onto his massive length, the thick veins visible even through the latex. He pressed the head of his dick against your wet entrance, pushing in just the tip to make you whimper. "You're so fucking wet," he groaned, "Is this all for me?"
"A-All for you..."
With a harsh grunt, he slammed his entire length into you, filling you completely. You cried out loudly at the sudden invasion, your nails scraping against the wall. He started pounding into you mercilessly, his balls slapping against your ass with each brutal thrust. "Take it,"
"Take it like the good little slut you are." He fucked you like he hated you - hard, fast, and brutal. His hand on your throat tightened occasionally as he leaned over you, his teeth grazing your neck and shoulder as he bit and marked you everywhere. "Mine,"
He noticed your struggling hands trying to reach your tie and smirked darkly. "Having trouble there, sweetheart?" Instead of helping, he reaches around and grips the tie tighter, trapping it around your neck as he fucked you deeper. "Leave it on," he commanded,
"It's hot... So hot..."
"So's your pussy," he shoots back mockingly as he continued to pound into you, the impact of his body hitting yours making loud slapping sounds. He pulled back slightly, watching his dick disappear and reappear inside you. "Spread your legs wider," he ordered suddenly,
He saw you fumbling with your shirt buttons, your movements sloppy and desperate from being fucked so hard. He laughed darkly, reaching around to pull your shirt open, buttons flying everywhere. He pushed the fabric aside, revealing your bouncing tits.
"You ripped it..."
"Damn right I did," he said with a satisfied grunt as he continued to rail you, his cock swirling inside your pussy with each deep thrust. He pulled back slightly to admire his handiwork - your shirt ruined, tie tightened around your neck, hair messy from his gripping.
"I'm—I'm close...!"
He felt your pussy tightening around him and knew you're on the edge. A sadistic grin spreads across his face as he leaned in close to your ear. "Come without permission, and I'll leave you like this all night," he threatened mockingly before reaching around to rub your clit roughly. "Beg for it."
As soon as his fingers made contact with your clit, your legs gave out completely. He caught you easily, his strong arms wrapping around your waist to hold you up as he continued to fuck you and rub your sensitive nub. "Stay standing, slut," he commanded roughly, applying more pressure to your clit. "Beg for your orgasm."
"C-Cum..."
His hand moved faster on your clit, his cock pounding into you harder as he felt your pussy fluttering around him. "What was that? I didn't hear a please," he mocked cruelly before biting down on your shoulder hard enough to leave a mark. "Please cum?"
"C-Cu—Ngh!!! P-P...!"
He felt your pussy clench around him like a vice, trying desperately not to cum without permission. His hand on your clit became brutal as he forced you to the edge. "Say please," he growled menacingly into your ear, "Or I'll stop fucking entirely."
"Ahh!~ P-Please...!"
The moment the words "Please..." left your lips, he curled his fingers inside you, hitting that spot that made your eyes roll back. He rubbed your clit roughly, applying immense pressure as he slammef into you deeper, making you sob and convulse in his arms. "There it is..."
Without answering, he pulled his hand away from your clit and gripped your hips tightly as he started fucking you with everything he has. His hips snapped against your ass, his balls slapping against your pussy loudly. "Cum. Now," he commanded sharply, his own release approaching quickly.
As your orgasm hits and your body went limp, he immediately pulled on the tie wrapped around your neck, using it like a leash to keep you upright and conscious. He continued to thrust through his own release, his cock swelling and jerking inside you as he filled the condom with hot cum.
He pulled the tie tighter, cutting off some of your air as he finished inside you with deep, brutal thrusts. His hand reached up to grip your chin roughly, forcing you to look at him. "Shh... quiet," he whispered darkly, "Or I'll choke you properly."
He pulled out of you slowly, his softening dick leaving the empty feeling of his absence behind. He reached down and removed the filled condom carefully, tying the end before throwing it away. He then turned his attention back to you, his eyes locking onto the tie still wrapped around your neck.
He smirked at your whine, enjoying how sensitive and used you're sounding after that round. He teared open a new condom packet with his teeth and rolled it onto his semi-hard length. He stepped close to you again, his hands reaching for the tie around your neck. "Again,"
"N-No..."
He chuckled darkly, catching onto your silent plea. He paused with the tie halfway loosened around your neck, his eyes flicking down to the condom on his dick. "You want me bare?" he asked mockingly, his grip on the tie tightening again.
He laughed loudly at your suggestion, his hand snaking up to grip your jaw painfully. "Are you on the pill?" he asked mockingly, his thumb pressing down hard on your bottom lip. "Even if you were, I'm not fucking you raw just because you whine prettily."
"P-Please..."
His expression darkened at your pleading tone, his fingers digging into your jaw. He leaned in close, his breath hot against your face. "Please what?" he growled lowly, his other hand tightening the tie around your neck again. He pressed his hips against yours, the condom-covered head of his dick pressing against your sensitive slit.
"N-No condom..."
He pulled back slightly to stare at you intensely, his cock twitching against your pussy at the forbidden suggestion. He swore under his breath before asking again sharply, "Are you actually on the pill right now?"
You shook my head, saying no.
He scoffed loudly, his grip on your jaw and the tie tightening painfully. "You're fucking kidding me," he snapped, his forehead pressing against the back of your head in disbelief. "You want me to fuck you bareback without any protection?"
You nodded.
He pulls back abruptly, his eyes wide with shock. He released your jaw and the tie, his hands gripping your arms tightly as he turned you around and shook you roughly. "You want me to knock you up?"
"S-So what...? We're not even sure if it will s-stay..."
He cuts you off with a sharp curse, realizing what you're actually suggesting. You're giving him permission to put a baby in you deliberately. "Fuck," he swore loudly, his hands moving from your arms to your hips. "You're actually serious right now?"
"...maybe..."
His hands tightened on your hipbones, his fingers digging in painfully. "You want to maybe get pregnant with my kid?" he asked darkly, his voice barely a whisper. He searched your face intensely, looking for any sign of hesitation or doubt.
"F-Fuck I don't know...!" You pressed yourself on his cock "I want your cum so bad it's driving me insane...
His eyes darkened dangerously at your words, his grip on your hips tightening even more. He slammed his mouth against yours in a brutal kiss, his tongue forcing its way past your lips as he pressed his cock against your pussy. "Fucking little whore,
He broke the kiss, panting heavily as he stared into your eyes. His hands move to your face, holding it firmly. "If I put a baby in you right now, will you marry me?" he asked sharply, his voice leaving no room for ambiguity or hesitation.
You looked away then nodded shyly.
He watched your shyness, finding it surprisingly cute considering the dirty, half-perverted conversations you just had. He smirked slightly, "Answer in words. Will you marry me if I knock you up?"
"Fine!"
He chuckled darkly, his hands moving from your face to your thighs. He lifted you up abruptly, wrapping your legs around his waist as he carried you to the desm. He tossex you onto it before aligning himself on you, "Deal."
Well, hello! Yes, I am, and about to be VERY alive soon as well HAHAHAHHAHAHA there are some very challenging problems in my life these past few months and had to focus on them but since those challenges are almost done, I can write freely again! 🥳🥳
Sorry for the long wait! I'll catch up after this week probably but know that I've got some things brewed up!!!
The normal ones I use is just the painting of Van Gogh named "Starry night" turned dark but the ones I used in kinktober is from various h-animes (I actually don't watch or read them, I just search 'em up T-T)
ASMODEUS × MC : Being the two most famous pornstars in Devildom, it's just about time you two make the biggest collab.
WARNINGS: Grammar errors, spelling errors, slight toxic behaviors, pornstars, slight toxic behavior, heavy breeding themes, female reader, really dirty words, overstimulation, Mentions of orgasm control, cum retention, mean character, succubus reader, consent is important guys but in this fic it was given behind the cams ;)
LINKS: Masterlist, Kinktober 2025
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ASMODEUS smirked at your exhausted face on camera. He knew you're famous for your stamina and he has been testing you by fucking you non-stop for hours now without breaking a sweat. He spreads your legs wider and starts pounding into you again. "Look at her..."
"There she is. The great pornstar reduced to a whimpering mess. Can't even keep up with my cock. You all hyped her up so much... She's just another weak little fuck toy!~" He leaned in closer to the camera with a mocking smirk.
He continues to fuck you brutally, his hips slapping against yours with each powerful thrust. The camera captures every detail of your exhausted face, your swollen pussy being stretched by his massive cock. "Look at those pretty eyes rolling back. Where's that famous stamina now?~" He laughs softly.
"Y-You...!"
He chuckles darkly at your fragmented protest, his small body moving with supernatural energy. "Yes, baby? You going to say something? Like how you're supposed to be the queen of stamina?" He slaps your pussy hard, making it jiggle. "Eight hours in..."
He leans down, his voice low and mocking in your ear. "And you're already falling apart. Pathetic. They built you up so much... 'The Pornstar with Infinite Stamina'. Turns out you're just another fuck doll with a pretty face~"
Asmo smirks against your neck, feeling your walls tighten around his dick. He's been purposefully dragging out your orgasm for hours, denying you the release you desperately need. But now, with his cruel words and brutal fucking, he finally pushes you over the edge. "There it is,"
He bites your neck hard as you start to cum, his hips moving at a punishing pace. The camera captures your face contorting in pleasure-pain, your mouth open in a silent scream. He grins wickedly. "Cumming already? Without permission?" He slaps your clit, prolonging your orgasm. "Bad girl..."
"N-No...!"
He ignores your protest and keeps fucking you through your orgasm, drawing it out until you're a sobbing, trembling mess. Only then does he pull out, allowing your pussy to clamp shut with a loud pop. "There we go... Good girl broken~" He smiles cruelly at the camera.
Asml wipes his cock off on your thigh, already hardening again. He looks at the camera, then back at you. "What position next? Let's see... How about something really degrading for my little pornstar." He thinks for a moment before grinning maliciously.
He flips you onto your stomach abruptly, forcing your face down into the pillow. He spreads your legs wide and pushes your ass up high, exposing your swollen pussy and sensitive clit to the camera. He grabs a pillow and places it under your hips to lift you higher. "Perfect!~"
He runs his tongue along your swollen lips, tasting your juices mixed with his own cum. He laughs softly against your pussy. "Look at this sensitive little thing... A pornstar who can't even handle eight hours of dicking without cumming like a slut~"
He chuckles darkly as his creampie spills out of your pussy with just one lick. He spreads your cheeks apart and pushes two fingers inside your messy hole, scooping out more of his cum. "Fucking pathetic... One lick and my creampie falls out."
He holds up his cum-covered fingers to the camera, showing off the mess that spilled out of you. "What should I do with this disgraceful pornstar? She can't even keep my cum inside her pussy for five minutes." He waits for comments to roll in. "Suggestions?~"
Comments flood in, each one suggesting more humiliating punishments.
'Make her clean your cock with her mouth'
'Force her to walk around with your cum dripping out'
'Pound her until she learns to keep cum inside her pussy'
"Look at all these ideas..."
He smirks at the comment 'Pound her until she learns to keep cum inside her pussy'. He nods in agreement. "Alright, that's a good one. Let's teach this pornstar a lesson about keeping Asmo's cum inside her holes." He grabs some lube from the side table. "Let's get started!~"
He pounded your pussy mercilessly for hours, his thick dick stretching you wide open. Your pussy was red and swollen, dripping with his creampies. Every time you thought you might be able to keep his cum inside, he'd pull out and spurt more inside you.
"Such a good little whore, taking Asmo's cock so nicely. But you can't even keep my cum inside you, can you? Pathetic little pornstar. You're just a hole to fill, aren't you?" He slaps your pussy softly between brutal thrusts.
Comments are going wild, encouraging him to destroy your pussy.
"Fuck yes, destroy that pornstar pussy!"
"She was supposed to be good at this?"
"I've seen better cum retention from amateurs!"
He reads them aloud, laughing and thrusting harder.
He pulls out slowly, his cock coated in both of your juices and leaking cum. He looks at your red, abused pussy and shakes his head. "We can keep going like this all night, but you'll never learn to keep cum inside that sloppy hole."
"So, what should we do instead? I'm not stopping fucking you anytime soon, and you're clearly not cut out for this 'keeping dick inside' business." He taps his fingers on your hip, awaiting an answer. The comments section is filled with ideas. "What do you think?~"
His smile turns sadistic and cruel as an idea pops into his head. He spreads your legs wider apart, pulling out his massive cock only to slap it against your swollen pussy with force. "I've got a great idea... Since you can't keep cum inside your pussy..."
He runs his thumb along your belly button, pretending to trace the path to your womb. "I could just shoot my load directly into your womb instead of wasting it in your pathetic little pussy!~ What do you think about that, princess?"
Your eyes widened, "I... I might get pregnant..."
He laughs maniacally at your wide-eyed expression. "Oh, you think so?" He presses the head of his cock against your cervix, pushing slightly. "Well, that's the point, dumbass." He looks at the camera with a psychopathic grin.
"We've been fucking raw for hours, and you've already taken like ten or more creampies. What's one more straight into your uterus?" He circles your belly button with his thumb again. "You might just get knocked up tonight, Princess. How does that sound?"
He leans down close to your ear, whispering softly so the camera can't pick up his voice. "And maybe... just maybe, I'll finally have something of mine inside you permanently. No more sharing that pretty little pussy with other men." He kisses your neck gently.
"W-What are you talking about...?" You whispered through gritted teeth as to not be heard by the camera
He chuckles darkly, pulling back to look into your eyes. His expression turns serious and almost possessive. "You know exactly what I'm talking about, Princess." He pushes slightly harder against your cervix. "One good shoot directly into your womb..."
He leans in close again, his hot breath on your ear as he speaks softly. "And then you'll finally be truly mine. No more contracts, no more sharing you with other men. Just you and me, and a baby growing inside you." He bites your earlobe possessively. "My family."
He pulls out abruptly, leaving you empty and confused. He walks over to the camera, waving casually at the audience. "Alright folks, that's enough for tonight. Thanks for tuning in!" He ends the live stream abruptly, cutting off the comments and views. "Now..."
He turns back to you, his expression turning intense and serious. He walks back over to the bed, his massive cock still hard and glistening with your juices. "Time for the real thing, Princess." He grabs your hips roughly and flips you onto your stomach. "No more acting."
Asking for a threesome with BEELZEBUB & BELPHEGOR means asking for your world to be rocked until to the point of no return.
It started with a simple late-night conversation in the twins room. Popcorn, sodas, fort of pillows and warm blankets and the projector playing the lewdest porn.
It was an honest mistake, you didn't know this movie included the main character getting tag teamed by the two love interests! Sure, you knew there was a little something but not this! Not a full blown porn movie with sex scenes every other minute!
But when BELPHEGOR pressed pause, you knew you messed up. “I'm really sorry! I didn't know it had that much of those scenes!" You blurted out an apology faster than he could speak.
BELPHEGOR just laughed, “Calm down, I didn't pause it because we didn't like it.” he said as he completely turns off the projector. Then why?
“Mhm.” You heard BEELZEBUB hum in agreement from behind you, his arms tightening around you waist as he buried his head on the crook of your shoulder.
“It's just that...” BEELZEBUB continued, his voice sending shivers down your spine. “...You looked so jealous.” He finished off, leaving you wide eyed and confused.
Jealous of what? The main character getting pounded? Having two dicks stuff her pussy? Getting creampied until it oozes out of her cunt? Getting trapped between two people? Getting fucked until she's battered? Which one?
Telling BEELZEBUB & BELPHEGOR you have always wanted to try a threesome sure didn't go the way it's planned.
Belphegor laughed breathlessly then muttered as he rubbed his cock slowly. “How are we gonna fit two dicks in that tiny pussy?”
Beelzebub is holding your already limp legs, “No amount of prep can stretch this cunt for two. Should we just go for it?”
Your eyes shot open, two at the same time? You trashed around weakly, letting out moans and whimpers, saying you're not sure if you can take it right now
Beelzebub leamed down and kissed your cheek soothingly. “Shh, baby. We'll go slow. Belphie will enter first.” He positioned his cock at your entrance, rubbing the head against your clit. “Hold onto something, sweetheart.” He smiled mockingly at you.
As Belphegor started pushing his dick into your tight pussy, Beel kisseed you deeply and roughly to muffle your loud moans and screams. He held your face with both hands, tongue-fucking your mouth aggressively while Belphegor bottomed out inside you with a low grunt. “Fuck...”
Belphie chuckled as he felt your pussy contracting tightly around his cock. “Aww, she's already gonna cum from just one dick?” He pulled out a bit, then pushes back in, making you whimper against Beelzebub's kiss. “God, just how are you gonna orgasm once you got two?” he added condescendingly.
Beel's thick tip is barely inside, while Belphie's entire length is in. “Shit, she's so fucking tight...” They start moving slowly, taking turns pushing deeper. “Spread her legs wider...”
“W-wait...! I think that enough—”
Belphegor barked a laugh, “Enough? Oh, baby...” He spoke as if faux consoling a crying child. “Beel isn't even halfway in. Don't be selfish.” He grinned.
They spread your legs wider apart, allowing them to push even deeper. Belphie's huge cock hits your cervix, making you cry out into Beel's mouth. Beelzebub, on the other hand, is so thick that only his tip is inside, but it's stretching you open immensely.
Though, it's wasn't long until he starts pushing in more. He pushed forward, his massive cock sliding inside you inch by inch until he's fully buried inside you, his huge balls slapping against your ass. Both men are now fully inside you, their thick dicks side by side.
Belphegor started moving first, his dick pounding into you roughly while he mocks you. “Look at this little slut taking two big cocks... Can't even handle one properly...” Beelzebub on the other hand kissed your neck softly while moving slowly but deeply inside you. “Shh baby...”
Both men started moving together, their massive dicks sliding in and out of your tightly stretched pussy. Belphie's rough thrusts and cruel words contrast sharply with Beel's gentle movements and sweet whispers. He holds your cheek tenderly while the other fucks your cunt hard.
Its not long until you started slurring out apologies for being a brat as your saliva slips out of your lips and your eyes rolling back. Seeing you so lost in pleasure, Belphegor finally seemed satisfied. He released your hair and slowed his thrusts a little, a cruel smirk on his face. “There she is... The real little slut princess... Drooling and fucking braindead...”
Beelzebub watched you with a mix of concern and arousal, gently wiping the drool from your chin. “Be gentle, Belphie... She's already overwhelmed.” He kissed your forehead softly. “Shh baby... You're doing so good taking both our cocks...” His voice is gentle and reassuring.
But just as Beelzebub tried to calm you, Belphegor thrusts particularly hard and deep, making you scream loudly and your body convulses on the brink of another orgasm. “Fuck!” Belphegor grinned sadistically. “Look at her squirming... Gonna cum without permission again?” Beelzebub quickly covered your mouth with his hand.
Belphegor kept mocking you mercilessly during his rough fucking. “Look at this little princess... Can't even control her orgasms... Such a fucking whore.” He slammed into your G-spot particularly hard.
As you whimper and struggle against the impending orgasm, Beel tightened his hand over your mouth, his thumb pressing against your lips. “Shh, baby... Don't listen to him...” Meanwhile, Belphegor continued his cruel teasing. “Look at this fucking brat, so desperate to cum...”
You suddenly started shaking so much, “G-Gonna cum... F-feels weird..!”
Your sudden intense shaking caught Beel's attention. He noticed your eyes rolling back and your body tensing up. “Fuck... Baby.” Belphegor laughed darkly. “She's gonna fucking squirt all over both of us... Little slut can't hold it in...”
Beel's face contorted with a mix of concern and arousal as he asked, “Baby... You gonna squirt like a little slut?” He presses his thumb harder against your lips, encouraging you to let go. “It's okay, princess... Let it out...”
“Gonna cum!”
As soon as the word leaves your mouth, you squeal loudly and squirt hard, your juices spraying out around Belphegor's thrusting cock and coating both men's shafts and balls. Belphegor groaned deeply, his face contorting with pleasure as he keeps fucking you through your squirting orgasm.
“Fuck yes... Look at this fucking slut squirting everywhere... We're both gonna cum in this bratty little pussy...” Your back arches off the bed as another orgasm builds quickly due to their combined movements on your sensitive pussy.
Belphegor grunts. “Gonna make this princess cum again right when we bust in her. You ready for two loads, baby?” Beelzebub groans.
“Fuck, baby... You're so fucking wet now... Gonna take both our loads like the good little fuck toy you are.” He pressed his forehead against yours, his face red with exertion and arousal. “And you're gonna cum with us, baby...”
Without warning, Beelzebub suddenly thrusts forward deeply, his thick cock pushing past your cervix and touching your womb. You scream in a mix of pain and pleasure as he hits your deepest spot. Belphegor laughed darkly. “Look at that... Beel's in her fucking womb already...” He starts rutting against you harder.
Belphegor leaned forward, his face inches from yours as he mocked you with a cruel smirk. “Should I join Beel in your womb, princess? Two cocks deep inside that stomach of yours?” He reached down and spreads your pussy wider around Beel's cock. “Or maybe...”
“...Maybe we should both cum in your fucking womb?” He asked mockingly, but his tone turned more aroused than degrading. “Would you like that, brat? Having two loads shoot directly into your womb?” Beelzebub groaned and started thrusting deeper.
And you nodded eagerly.
Both men groaned deeply, their faces contorting with lust as they realize you're eager to have their loads shot directly into your womb. “Fuck yes... This little slut wants both our loads in her womb...” Belphegor laughed darkly. “Gonna creampie her fucking cunt together...”
Belphie kept asking repeatedly, his voice dripping with arousal and degradation. “You want us to breed you, princess? You want Beel and I to fill your little womb up with our cum?” He slamed into you harder each time he asked. “Answer me...”
Beelzebub grabbed your face roughly, forcing you to look at him as he demands an answer. “Say it, baby... Say 'Yes, I want you both to breed me'...” Belphegor waited eagerly, his hips moving in sync with his twin as they pound into your womb. “Fucking say it...” He growled.
And when you did, Belphegor laughed mockingly in disbelief as you actually say the words he demanded. “Fucking look at this stupid whore... She actually wants us to breed her...” He slapped your face lightly. “You're such a fucking idiot, princess.”
While Belphegor continued demeaning you verbally, Beelzebub reached down and started vigorously rubbing your clitoris with his thumb, knowing exactly how sensitive it is. “Build that orgasm up, brat... You're gonna cum all over both our dicks as we breed you...” He grunted.
Belphegor laughed cruelly, watching Beel's usually gentle touch turn rough and demanding on your clit. “Look at that... Even sweet Beel is getting all nasty with you because he's so fucking turned on by the idea of breeding this stupid little slut.”
Beelzebub leaned in close, his voice a low growl in your ear as he encourages you to build up another orgasm. “Come on, princess... Fucking cum again for us... Show us how much you want both our loads in that little womb of yours...” He pressed his thumb harder against your clit.
Belphegor smirked, watching you shake and thrash as your orgasm builds. “Look at her... She's so sensitive and horny... One thumb on her clit and she's already losing it again.” Beel increased his pace, rubbing your clit faster and harder.
Both men groaned loudly as you announce your impending orgasm. Beel slammed into you brutally while Beel rubbed your clit furiously, both of them pushing you over the edge. “That's it, brat... Fucking cum for us...” Belphegor growled.
You scream out your third orgasm as both men release inside you at the same time. Beel's thumb pressed hard against your clit, making you shake uncontrollably as he shoots his hot load deep into your womb. Belphegor grunts, filling you up with his own thick, creamy cum.
As you're caught in the throes of your intense orgasm, Belphie continued to speak filthily. “Fuck yes... Taking both our loads like a good little breeding slut... Your womb's gonna be so fucking full of cum...” He pulled out slowly, making a mess as their mixed semen leaks out of your well-fucked hole.
He smacks his softening, cum-covered cock against your used, puffy pussy a few times, the wet sound echoing through the room. “Look at that... Your little cunt's all stretched out and sloppy from our cum...”
As Beel finally released your legs from his tight grip, you feel a mixture of relief and soreness. Your legs fall limp to the sides, spread wide open and vulnerable. Belphie continued his degrading talk as he runs his hand through his hair. “Fucking hell... You're a mess.” He mocked, his eyes gleaming with cruel amusement.
“So, princess... Do you think you're already pregnant with our baby? Or should we keep fucking that little womb of yours until you definitely are?” He reached down and spreads your pussy open again, looking inside.
Without warning, Beel flipped you over onto your stomach, your face pressing against his thick thighs. He smacked your ass hard before speaking with a teasing glint in his eye. “Well, we can't be too careful... Might as well do one more round just to make sure it stays...” He spreads your ass cheeks apart.
