Just some thoughts about the boys (+Diavolo and Barbatos) when they’re relaxing in their demon form as I think about this way, way too much. Horns and tails and scales are my Absolute Jam. My time has come.
SFW version. For now :3
——–
Lucifer: You notice the more he relaxes around you, the more he touches his horns. Wary, almost. You see the chips, the scratches and dents. A thousand, thousand years that followed their Fall, full of a thousand stories. You wonder just how much blood has painted the ridges.
And the feathers. Feathers that quiver, flutter, spread, when he just sits. Reading. Thinking. Do they speak for him, when he wont?
When you’re at his side, they’re an extension of self, acting on his subconscious will to embrace you with a delicacy that maybe he feels he can’t give you, directly.
They’re surprisingly warm. A dawn’s kiss, painted black.
Mammon: There’s always one wing that he favours, the leathery span twitching back and forth with a restless leg, a tapping finger, a chattering mouth. He’s oddly quite sensitive about people touching them. You ask him why one day. He tells you he sometimes still dreams about Lucifer tearing his own wings off. After that day he takes your hand and slowly draws it along the soft, golden tipped hide, letting you touch every edge, every scar and spike.
When you’re alone, he can’t get enough of your touch on his wings now, casually spreading one out across your lap as you binge watch, followed by a cheeky smile.
His horns are pierced at the tip, golden hoops twice on either side. He likes to twist them when stretching out, enjoying the melodic, clack, clack. He enjoys it more when you play with them while he stretches out onto your lap, gentle, so gentle so not to scratch you with the jagged tips.
Leviathan: You think it’s cute when he picks at the bottom tip of his horns when he’s thinking, reading, or concentrating. As a result, that tip is misshapen on that side. But you don’t ever bring it up, knowing how insecure he is. And how much you’d never change a single thing about him.
Usually tightly wound when out, about, when with you, his tail drags comfortably along the floor, relaxed; it curls up to a gentle, swaying O.
There’s this thing he does when excited with his tail that you adore. It just sort of, pings up straight behind him, then slithers back down. And if you are beside him, it slithers around you, moulding against your body. A perfect fit. You wonder if it’s conscious. Again. You don’t ask, you just enjoy. Lest he realise and stop.
Satan: Now you understand why he keeps it wrapped around his body out, about and around others. It’s so expressive. Now just you both, it flicks back, forth; curling to delicate shapes you draw with your eyes; slinking around your limbs as you sit, sprawled across his lap, book in hand. The rough scales are ragged in places you notice at it slides across bare patches of skin. He apologises when you notice. But you just gently touch his tail, piecing together the scars with a kiss. It trembles under your touch.
You also start to notice, when his tail is free, that it mimics his motions. When he moves his arms, how he stands, the way he feels. But it’s always still a favourite of his to wrap the end around something. You ask why. It’s grounding. A fully connected touch, to touch. As you grow closer, that grounding becomes you.
He is much more conscious to be near you with his horns, so aware of their size, and pointed tip. Kissing is still sometimes more rigid than you’d like, so aware of the fragility of your human body.
Asmodeus: Several piercings decorate his wings, and he almost chimes as he moves. Sometimes he moves so he will chime, so he will shimmer, the light catching the emeralds, rubies, the gemstones you don’t even know, studded through the thick hide.
It’s rare that he’ll fold his wings, even when relaxing with you. He wants to be seen, and the most important pair of eyes are yours.
But when you do get close, close enough to embrace while relaxing together, he tucks them away, so all that focus is just, you. It’s an odd feeling having such love for someone else in so long. It’s odd, looking up.
Beelzebub: His demon visage is probably the one that you have seen the least. You think maybe he doesn’t feel the need like the others. Running a hand across his muscles, maybe he doesn’t. But when he is in it, there’s barely a change in him.
His wings stay tucked, mostly, the light painting them in a ripple of rainbow every time he breathes, stretches, laughs. They twitch every so often, letting off a soft chirp. Does he blush when they do? You look again when it happens. Yes. Yes he does.
You start to compliment his wings more. Because they are beautiful. A cacophony of colour, that remind you of a chromatic star fall, contained to web that looked delicate enough to snap, beneath your touch. But it’s sturdy, as you find out when you see Beel stretched out on his stomach one morning on bed, eating his breakfast, wings spread wide. And you touch.
Belphegor: He’s in his demon form the most, probably. You’ve yet to ask why. Curled up, knees to chest, head down, he touches his horns a lot. Idly scratching, fingers tapping, twisting hair around the ends until it’s comically awry. You love to watch. And he knows.
Some might think that his horns would get in the way of his sleep, but you soon find out that he’s grown attached to sleeping, dozing, relaxing, with them on. You watch how he curls neatly into a pillow, several dented into shape for his curved horns, and it all just, fits. One day you put one of the pillows on your shoulder. A silent encouragement. It slides to your lap.
They feel smoother than you’d thought. It’s soothing as you trace the curve they make. Around, around. Their point ends close, so close, to his face, you feel his lashes brush your fingers. He’s wide awake.
His tail is often still. But when sitting together, you notice the fluffy end tap, taps on something. The sofa, his leg, your arm, your leg. It’s gentle and soft; it’s rhythmic and comforting. And soon you can’t do without. When he’s needy, clingy, he wraps his tail around your arm. Not very tightly, but you know how tight it can go.
——————————————–
Bonus!!!
Diavolo: You’re not even sure Lucifer can rival his presence when he’s in full demon visage. As bright, as beautiful as his smile and laughter, Diavolo shines. His wings are constantly spread, no matter who he is with or what he is doing. It’s like Lucifer’s pride has rubbed off on him. Or that you forget he’s the king here. And sometimes, he likes to let everyone know.
They echo his every gesture, his every emotion. Wide and welcoming with his arms; clawed and high in anger; rippling with his ridiculous laugh. You’ve always loved how Diavolo has spoken so loudly with more than words.
Occasionally, he’ll tap a claw against a horn. Or slide a finger along a gold trimmed edge. Is it to go - look at me; look at my power, and don’t forget who I am, above, and below. You don’t know. But you just keep looking.
You smile.
It worked.
Barbatos: Sometimes you used to not even notice he was there when he was. But the more you got to know him, the more you realised that’s what he wanted. Anonymity in a world where he stands beside a king. But when you see his demon visage for the first time, there’s your initial thought. Maybe it pales in comparison to the likes of Diavolo, of Lucifer, of Satan. But that night, all you could see, was Barbatos and the crown of his peculiar bat wings, unusually still and poised, even when he walked, never moving once. Delicate, but prominent. Unique, amongst a slew of power and pomp.
You’re both alone, but is he really relaxed? You blink twice when you see the bone bat wings move atop his head. A gentle sway, as if a flap to stay airborne. You watch. His poise, perfect. Legs crossed, back straight, even as you’re on the 10th episode. All that’s different is your held hands.
You squeeze. The wings move again. You smile. As does he, squeezing back.
Hope you like :3 I tried my best for our angel of angels.
Smut Alphabet - Simeon
I’m a bit nervous about this, but it’s been a LOT of fun :3
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
- Angels orgasms last a long time. Longer than humans or demons. It’s a trade off in that it can be quite difficult for angels to reach their climax, so when they do, they are rewarded. So after the times Simeon cums, he revels in the bliss with you, holding you close, making sure you’re a part of it, using all his senses through the orgasm. Taking in your scent; tasting the wetness of your lips; hearing your sweet words; feeling your skin against skin as his body moves with the motions of his peak. It’s often a very intense moment and can sometimes overwhelm Simeon, and at times like that he’ll just enjoy lying next to you, holding your hand as you both quietly talk about something inane, or listen to each other breathing, placing a soft kiss on your hand, until one or both falls asleep. You’re happy to let him sleep afterwards as he deserves and needs it.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
- Simeon likes his hips, thighs and waist. He enjoys showing them off with his clothing, with jewels or accessories. If you pay particular attention to any of them, it makes him quiver. Even something as small as setting a hand on his waist while out walking, the small curl of a finger tracing the jut of hip bone, exposed, can make the the angel submit. Or command. He moulds to you.
His favourite part about you is probably your hands. He loves how expressive humans can be with them. With the type of angel Simeon is, their wings often express their emotions, so that’s a part of why he rarely has them on show. But the way that humans can rarely hide their hands is something Simeon loves. He lavishes attention on them. Kisses, touches, making sure he’s holding them during sex, oral - they’re grounding to him.
Also - your ass. Simeon’s a biter. And there’s no-where better for him to sink his teeth into than your ass.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
- Simeon at first was self conscious about finishing inside you, because of how long his orgasms can last. He didn’t want you to be stuck with him inside while he’s writhing in pleasure. But you quickly soothed his doubts, reassuring him that you love being with him, no matter what. Because of the difference in your orgasms, you both adapted. Learning each others pace, how to prolong your orgasms, or how to join in and give back, during his.
He doesn’t spill cum for the whole time of his orgasm, but angels do give more than humans or demons. Giving Simeon oral for the first time was an experience. Simeon grew to absolutely love finishing inside your mouth though and extending to on your face, smothering you, watching it drip down your beautiful skin as he basks in his orgasm.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
- He writes TSL dark fic under a pseud and fantasises about the brothers in the roles.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
- Simeon’s old. He’s had experience with several angels, with humans - but demons? Not yet. He wants to, but he knows he’d most likely be stripped of his rank and role in the Celestial Realm for it. Friendship is fine. But when they know what your feathers feel like against their skin?
As for does he know what he’s doing? Oh, yes. I don’t view the angels in the Celestial Realm as a whole as pure. Far from it. Sure, there are many who are celibate by choice, or others who are asexual with varying levels of sexual interest/desire/repulsion. But as a whole, the angels like humans and demons are a hugely diverse bunch - probably changing a bit depending on the hierarchy. There’s many who the angels or god would consider ‘good’ and ‘pure’ and ‘light’ - but fall under fanaticism, obsession, with views of cleansing and order etc.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
- Simeon likes any position that prioritises your pleasure. He wants to make you orgasm as many times as you can or want to before he does - or if he can, in that session.
Personal favourites of his though are doing you from behind so he can grab onto your ass, and go and go and go; and you riding him, close against his body, while he’s sitting, and his wings out, so you can see his wings shift and change with his emotions. It’s a very vulnerable position and moment to him.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
- Simeon is a bit more of a serious boy, and that comes through a lot in your sex together. But he does learn to loosen up a little more with you the longer you’re together, and it shows more through his wings when you start to notice they’re out more and more when you’re together.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
- Simeon is completely smooth. Although if angels do have pubic hair, it matches the colour of their wings instead of their hair colour.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
- At first, being one of the only two angels in hell, he felt the intense need to protect you. And that came through during your sex. He often took the lead or control - but gently - prioritising you over himself, and it was intense, his feelings that he couldn’t quite vocalise, imprinting all over your body instead. He was stronger than you realised too, with arms able to hold you so tightly you did feel protected; hands so firm, but gentle, they led you to the Celestial Realm without taking a foot outside your bed.
Then as your trust grew and feelings began to unravel, things changed. Simeon became more vulnerable, he started to sink into your arms instead, bright, beautiful eyes seeking your guidance, as he let slip his mantle of guardian and basked in your love.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
- He doesn’t do it so often, as the orgasm angels experience with someone else are infinitely better than by themselves.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
- Being tied up/shibari - both him and you, but especially you. Simeon much prefers being the dominant sexual partner. He loves seeing your arms and especially hands bound above or next to your face, seeing the struggle against the rope as it digs into the skin. And on the flip, he loves having his wings bound in the same way by you, to feel like his emotions are under your control, and nothing can happen without your say. He especially loves to kiss at the marks and bruises left by the ropes on your hands and wrists afterwards, tending to them like you’re the most precious thing in all the realms - because well, you are. Aftercare after BDSM for Simeon is something that is so important and gentle and lasting. And he often does it from his knees if you’re not on the bed.
-Biting/marking. He loves to bite parts of your body. Especially thick, fleshy parts such as your thighs and ass. Drawing blood isn’t necessary, but when he’s particularly horny, heavens yes.
-Praise. Tell Simeon how good he is. How great his tongue feels against you; how good he’s taking that cock deep in his ass; how beautiful his waist his beneath your hands; how soft his feathers feel; how much you enjoy hearing him moan, moan, moan. And please do it when his wings are out for the full experience.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
- Simeon isn’t fussy with the surface or location as long as you have guaranteed privacy. Although he does love your bed as it is intimately yours. Doing you from behind on a table is a favourite of his too.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
- Simeon loves your laugh. He loves to listen to you talk about things you love, your passions and dreams. He’s an observer. Watching you from afar, at times he can’t have you, really does it from him. Seeing you talk to someone as you lean on a desk, the edge of your shirt exposing a lick of skin; your hands restless, and playing with your hair; your legs crossed, and your thick thighs tight against your trousers.
-Simple things like touch. Cuddling, running hands through hair, a kiss here, there. And when you become a lot closer, the wings. Oh god, the wings. Touching there helps speed up Simeon getting to his climax sometimes.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
- Threesome. Simeon is quite protective of you and it spills into a little bit of possessiveness. He can’t really see himself sharing comfortably.
- He isn’t into being blindfolded, mostly because Simeon is a very visually stimulated person.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
- Simeon much prefers to give, since compared to him, you can have several orgasms. He also loves to feel you against his tongue, and the way your human body loses control and moves. He has always preferred to give even with other angels too, so he’s very good at it. It takes a while to admit, but Simeon loves the taste of cum too.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
- Simeon loves both. Slow is often his preference as it works with the build up to his orgasm, but it can be rough or sensual depending on the mood. If you like fast, he will do fast. Simeon just loves to please you - but to be in charge of that pleasing.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
- Quickies have never really been a thing for Simeon. But he is more than happy to give them. The fact he doesn’t finish doesn’t bother him at all. Having control of a quickie session, being completely in control as he fucks the hell out of you in the kitchen while you’re in the middle of making dinner, hand over mouth to silence you while someone walks by, actually made him come really quickly once. It was a little bit of a problem trying to hide it when company joined them afterwards.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
- You’re the one to suggest more riskier things at first. Simeon is nervous about exposing himself and therefore his feelings to too much at first, but as things start to open up, he also starts to open up to more.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
- As established before, angels last for a long time before they finish. And can pretty much keep going for as long as you need or want. Their stamina is on par with a demon’s too. It can be frustrating for the angels sometimes that they don’t come as easy as their partners - sometimes worrying that their partner might worry they feel they’re not satisfying them, or not good enough. But for Simeon, nothing has been further from the truth.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
- Simeon owns a lot of stimulating toys to help sometimes bring on his orgasms quicker! And for you too, to give you more, and more, while he enjoys his own lingering climax. For feeling you orgasm against him while he’s still climaxing is to Simeon, one of the best feelings. You also start introducing some toys to hold you back so you last longer with him, and he’s so touched, he wraps you in his wings and kisses you until you both can’t breathe.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
- He loves to tease a lot when you’re in bondage. He plucks a feather from a wing and traces it along where the shibari ropes are bound against your skin, circling it around your wrists, between your fingers, then around your nipples, before his lips suck tightly.
-He likes to play with your hands. To suck your fingers and kiss along the edges, especially at times when he knows there can be no follow up. He just sometimes loves to watch the way you react to him.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
- Simeon likes to be loud - but he knows when to be quiet. He loves making noises that you enjoy and that bring a rise out of you.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
- When Simeon learns more about how to use technology, he absolutely loves to film you both when you fuck.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
-Angel cocks are closer to human cocks than demons. Although sometimes like the type of angel Simeon is - like on their body - they will have silver, bronze or golden scales on the shaft, more concentrated on the base. Not all of them are straight up and down, either, and often they can mould to fit their partner if they want.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
- His sex drive varies. It’s tied a lot to his mood and when he’s with someone, it’s a lot higher.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
- If Simeon has climaxed, he’s very quick to fall asleep after - spent and exhausted. And it’s one of the moments where he loves to be vulnerable and curled up in your arms, sometimes his wings out, wrapped around you, timid and tender, quivering as he breathes in, and out.
-If only you have, he watches and waits for you to fall asleep, holding you, stroking you softly, encouraging you to lay with your head in his lap, enjoying the soft pressure of your head against his stomach as he surrounds you both with his wings.
I’ve had a few requests for Satan here and twitter, so here we are :3
Hope you enjoy! I always love to know what you think.
------------------------------------
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
- Satan is often one of two - the quiet observer, and affectionate need.
He loves the intricacies of how pleasure and sex affect everyone’s bodies, minds, emotions, differently, and no matter how you react to the come down after, he’s there for you, observing how your body winds down from the release and reacting how you need him. A touch where it hurts to soothe, wiping away the streaks of blood; the curl of his tail around your back, pulling him against you softly as his hands wipe away your tears; he throws you your clothes if you’re up, about, laughing at the experimentation of your last position, drinking in your every word as you act so comfortably around him, despite what he is; he’ll make the tea afterwards, draw the bath - observing what you need, and giving.
-The time his affection craves, he often just, curls into you, quietly, horns and tail away, making himself as small as possible. He still can’t quite believe that you - you - want him, flaws and all. And there are many flaws. Sometimes he’s really vulnerable during these times. Talking quietly about things he never usually would, exposing words to the pillow, to you, that he’s desperate for you to know. Intimacy has broken the barrier, away, down.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
- Satan likes his hands, and what he can do with them. He keeps them well cared for, nails and claws pristine and painted and moisturised. He loves to see them pressed against your body, spread over your legs, wet and sticky from between your legs, wrapped firm around your cock - he’s imprinting on you. Touch, to touch. And each time he feels closer, like he knows you a little bit more. He loves to play with your hair, and feel it slip through his fingers.
Bite his fingers, suck them, smother them with a moan.
-His favourite part of you is your back, spine and neck. I HC that the back and spine are highly desired in Devildom due to an ancient fable, and that it’s become fashion to emphasise the back with clothing and jewels - like the neck/chest for us. I wrote a bit about it in THIS drabble about Satan’s pact seal which I also mention here.
He will lavish it in kisses, in touches - and he especially loves giving back rubs to you, watching the spread of his hands across your back, how your muscles move beneath his touch.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
- Satan loves to cover his hands in cum - and yours. He loves seeing his hands sticky with yours, and to lick his fingers clean, hungrily. But he much prefers to watch you lick it off his hands, slowly, feeling your hot, wet tongue roll over each finger, in-between, and oh so careful against the slide of his sharp claws where it drips.
-Edge him. Edge him until he’s tearing down the walls of Hell with his gagged screams, until he’s begging you, desperate, tears in his eyes. He absolutely loves it. It ties in with his self control over his anger. And letting you have control over him in such a way, helps.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
- He likes to touch himself in the library sometimes. During his young formative demon years, when he visited the human realms, he particularly sought out libraries and book stores to fuck his chosen humans in. And devour.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
- Satan is one of the more experienced of the brothers. Maybe he doesn’t have the age span of the rest, having never being an angel, but he’s made up for it being a demon.
Satan uses casual sex a lot as release - as a way to cope with the rage, the anger that broils beneath, desperate to get out in a plethora of ways. It’s a way to help keep it in check.
He absolutely knows what he’s doing, and is not afraid to communicate with his partner about what they want and what he wants to from sex.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
- Any position that he can lavish attention on your back, especially since that’s where he branded you with his pact seal. He can see the script colour change and react to your bond and joined emotions - it really does it for him. But he also loves to be able to finger/stimulate you at the same time as fucking you.
-Holding you against a wall, your face pressed so hard at an angle it hurts so he can bite your neck, your hair caught in your lips, and you struggle to breathe. But you don’t care. You don’t care. It’s his favourite quickie position.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
- There’s a dark, dangerous humour lingering beneath Satan that comes out a lot during your sex. Especially when he’s being rough and playful - he feels safe with you to really let himself be and let loose.
The times he is serious, there’s an intensity to him that makes you feel like you’re not the only one in Devildom, but the only, one. It’s like the world just, falls away, crumbling around you, and if you blow, it’ll scatter to dust, and all that’s left is Satan, and you. He takes away your breath, and you sometimes wonder if he’ll take away your heart too and wrap it in his claws.
And you think in that moment, you’d be happy if he did.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
- He’s groomed well down there, with smooth blonde hair shaved to a small patch which surrounds a black birth mark, extended around from his back. There’s little room for negotiation if you like it otherwise, though.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
- He will whisper your name against your skin, he will tell you he loves you, each word pressed closer along your neck until the last is etched against your ear with his lips. But it’s not in your language, it’s in demonic. The more intimate, more sensual your sex is, the more he slips into his own tongue, writing it all over your body.
Satan is a very expressive person, although you’d never initially have known it. It’s only when he’s with you alone do you see it. His body talks for him, his tail acts as an extra limb, stroking your hair as he holds you impossibly close. It holds you steady as he fucks you hard, so hard, your knees are bleeding. The intimacy is intense, and often you can feel his underlying sin simmering beneath. But you’re not afraid.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
- Satan enjoys masturbating. He does it regularly - and it increased when you arrived, before he made his move. He uses it a lot to release his frustration and anger - sex and orgasms being such a good release for him.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
- Bondage with chains - on him especially. Satan is definitely a switch, and in scenarios like this, he enjoys being the sub, wrapped in heavy, enchanted chains to dampen his demonic powers - or hurt him - when he tries to use them. He likes to feel the weight of them over ropes or ribbons - truly something he cannot escape. His rage and body contained and in your hands. He especially loves doing this for a long session, and not necessarily with lots of sexual stuff. But things like:
-Pain. Use your heels. Use candles. Use blunt objects against his skin, marking him. He especially enjoys this as a distraction when his anger gets so much he doesn’t know what else to do. Bind him and gently hurt him. Then fuck him.
-Edging. Edge the fuck out of this boy. Do it. Do it now.
Roleplay! This is one Satan likes to keep very quiet, but he loves to roleplay his favourite book/tv characters and scenarios with you. It’s really quite cute because he really enjoys keeping to the exact scripts and dialogue sometimes, and dressing up like the characters.
Sometimes he’ll make up his own scenarios with fun tropes for you both to act out. It’s one of his absolute guilty pleasures. Please indulge the boy.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
- The library is a natural favourite of course. The smell of books, old and new, is a favourite for him. Lucifer’s study :3 He’s slowly ticking off all the surfaces in there. Both of you find it hard to keep down your laughter during those ventures.
His bedroom, over yours. He’s always felt your room is too impersonal - it hasn’t spent long enough as yours. It’s just going to be the next exchange student’s isn’t it? Satan is all about sentimentality.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
- Particular smells are a turn on for Satan; the smell of books, the tea you drink; the moisturiser you use on your hands; the smell of the first meal you shared together; the flowers you keep in your room. It’s specific, and sometimes obscure, but you begin to understand what pushes his buttons, and you gently rub that moisturiser on your hands - slowly - some mornings at breakfast before class, catching his eye; you bring a pot of your favourite tea to the lounge while he’s reading, watching as he turns the pages slower.
Satan won’t easily admit it, but he’s hugely turned on by short shorts and short skirts. He loves things being teased, while also just being covered. Entice him.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
- Don’t call him daddy when he’s the dom. It does not do it for him. Something something Lucifer issues.
-Like many demons, there’s not much he won’t do if you are okay with it. They are demons after all :3
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
- Satan loves to receive. He can run his hands through your hair, he can watch you take as much of him in as you can, and if you really want to treat him, put on some kitty ears and a tail butt plug, so he’s looking down at you on your knees dressed as such, and it’s a delight.
He’ll never shy away from giving, and sixty-nine is really fun for him since it feels more involved.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
- Satan has no shame in admitting his preference is fast and rough. It’s one of the best releases for his anger, and after admitting this to you, he tells you that sex has so often just been that - a release. Something to keep something else in check. But with you - he wants it to be different. He knows the need will always be there for that release of his wrath, but with you, he’s felt growth, and he doesn’t want to go back.
Sometimes it’s so fast and rough you ache for days after. But he always, always tends to you after. And he won’t touch you again until you are absolutely ready. You both understand how rough it can get, and he needs to make sure you know that. There’s a safe word there, and an action, when your mouth is otherwise occupied.
In honesty, it’s the best sex you’ve ever had.
-When he’s slow and sensual though, he makes it count. It’s loving, it’s intensely intimate, and you feel like you’re being utterly adored, from head to toe.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
- Quickies are one of Satan’s favourite things. Sometimes if he’s taken over by a bout of anger, or he’s just fucking horny, he’ll grab you for a quickie at RAD, or in the nearest room in Lamentation.
He doesn’t mind who ends up taking charge. The riskier, the better.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
- Satan enjoys the risk of being caught. So doing it in risky places or scenarios he enjoys a lot. Although being someone who has experimented a lot sexually and has a lot to bring to the table, you are initially the one to suggest a lot of things first because he holds so much of himself back with you. But when he starts to open up, and relax and trust, that changes.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
-Demons of course have a lot of stamina, and Satan is no different. As long as you need to go, he can go. Sometimes though, when Satan is driven by his wrath, it feels as though he can go even longer than normal, and you gently remind him that you are still human.
He can cum a good few times in a long session. He prefers the build up and to make himself last.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
- Satan has a gorgeous and impressive collection of cock rings. From normal human ones, to magical infused Devildom ones especially for his demon shaped cock. He enjoys them for their aesthetic as much as their effect.
-Because he loves using his hands, Satan has a lot of unusual things that can be put on the fingers and inserted to increase stimulation. Or just things that he can use with his hands on you. And not always downstairs either. Stimulation for the nipples - and if you’re okay with it - temporary magical clamps and piercings for the back and spine for some foreplay.
-Toys are quite a fun and integral part of your sexual relationship. Especially during foreplay. Satan enjoys the build up - more so on himself. He likes to see you succumb to as many orgasms as his hands can serve until you cannot move.
And the toys extend out to bondage play gear - with softer things for your human body like rope and ribbons, rather than magic infused demon chains......unless you want to use them, of course. He has a set of custom chains that fit his horns, hands and tail all together in a beautiful arc.
-He also has a delightful collection of gags to quieten his - and your - moans. But he especially enjoys them being used on him.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
- There is an urgency to Satan that sometimes eclipses his desire to tease. He wants, he wants and he just has to have. However, in his more calm moments, he likes to be teased. When you figure out his turn-ons, he enjoys the show you put on with them to entice him and draw him in, seeing how long he will last until you’re dragged off to the nearest room, or simply right where you are.
-However, sometimes during sex, he enjoys being teased, especially if you’re in the position of the dom, and vice versa. One of his favourite things is seeing how long it takes for you to tease out his demon form when he’s purposely holding it back.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
- Satan tries to make himself quiet - he wants to be - but he’s loud. You usually have to stuff his mouth with something - your hand, some clothing, sometimes he uses his tail. He makes quick, low, guttural noises, raw and menacing that match the demonic he often speaks during sex. Sometimes you let the gag slip, desperate to hear more of his feral, demonic sounds. They sound so unlike anything you know or have heard before, and they drive you wild.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
- Satan likes to fuck you with his tail while he reads a book, making himself simply listen to you, and feel you through the touch of his tail while his eyes, his mind, are otherwise occupied. It somehow feels....dirty to him.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
-It’s coloured and textured the same as his tail. It takes a bit of getting used to, especially since it’s really thick. On the underside, there’s a large indent, about the depth to sit your finger, and you just love running your tongue along it. And you soon find out it’s very, very sensitive. There’s no defining shaped tip like a human cock.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
- His drive is pretty high. He doesn’t mind one bit if you can’t - or don’t want to - keep up with it.
You feel sometimes that his horny is in tandem with his rage, and that he tries to keep it pushed down or locked away until it just explodes. But it’s always, always there, simmering away, needing to be tended.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
- Satan doesn’t really fall asleep quickly after. He’s so used to casual sex and leaving after, that falling asleep next to someone takes some getting used to. He also struggles a lot with insomnia, so he worries about that, and worries about you sleeping next to someone like him. It’s sometimes why he likes to be the little spoon with you, to nestle in and at least pretend he’s asleep in your arms - sometimes he hopes he can fool you, until he actually starts to fall asleep there, and it’s the best sleep of his thousands of years.
Leviathan takes you to the sea, hand in hand, because you're afraid of his ocean and its creatures. He bends the water and their wills to his hand, becoming a protector and king, and letting you slowly overcome your fears.
Because there's something he has yet to admit to you.
His final demon form is a sea serpent. Scales and several limbs, but some gone in place of a long, finned tail, spiked, and commanding. He grows in size, with more than two eyes.
And will you still love him then, when your eyes lay upon the creature, and no longer see the demon?
Had a little inspiration for him today, and a few requests, so here y’all go. Lets Lewd the Otaku uwu
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
- Levi has always been one to seek validation, comfort and reassurance afterwards from his partner, no matter the role he took - and with you, it’s no different. Little questions of ‘was that okay?’, ‘are you okay?’ whisper against your ears. ‘Did it feel good?’ touches your neck and you laugh, only to see him duck his head, embarrassed. But you quickly vanquish his doubts with a kiss and touch, smothering his insecurities until all he feels is your body wrapped around him again.
He’s clingy, needy, and talks a lot, sometimes to himself as you drift off to sleep, curling to sleep how you like. He’s very much one to work around you. How you want to sleep, to move, to relax - or not - after sex. Once, he’s been reassured.
He also enjoys playing some lazy games on his phone with you, or just next to you afterwards for a wind down. He likes to draw out your afterwards as long as possible, and sometimes into some aftersex too. A gentle finger, a stroke of his tail, wrapped around your cock.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
-There’s little about his body that Levi actually likes, especially when in human form. He feels there’s nothing special there. Why would you even look twice when you have six brothers who are a thousand times more attractive than him?
But...when in demon form, his confidence grows. He feels more himself, relaxed, intimidating, and dare he even think it - sexy? He likes all his demonic features; from the jagged horns, to the patches of scales, more intense on his hands, stomach and legs; to his reptilian eyes and tongue; and his most favourite part - his tail. It’s long - almost nine foot - with opalescent scales, so smooth beneath your touch, that please oh please run your hand along. There are days he feels like nothing still, when in his demon visage. But when you come along, you try and make those days quieter.
-Levi is a chest man - no matter the gender. He loves all of them no matter the size. He’ll smother them in affection, attention, being stimulated himself by touching them and seeing what his touch does to you. If they’re big enough to give a titty wank - do it.
-Also, Levi loves feet. This has trickled down in keeping his own feet in good and healthy condition to match what he desires in others. He loves to wash your feet, to later them in cream, longingly rolling his thumb over the skin as he pulls soft moans from you. Eventually, he’ll kiss them if you want. Suck your toes. Beg you for a foot job. Ask to come over your feet, covering them.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
-When Levi cums, there’s a lot. More so than anyone else you’ve been with, or seen. Also, with his demon form being what it is, it’s bioluminescent. He loves to see it paint your skin and really, really has a thing for finishing on your body. Anywhere. But especially your chest, face and in special occasions, feet.
-Levi can come a lot during a session. More than you probably expect.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
- This boy has a lot of dirty secrets. But one, is that he likes to quietly jack off while on the phone. He’s good at keeping quiet, because he sometimes does it too when on voice chat.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
- Levi is no virgin, he knows what to do. But he maybe hasn’t had as many partners as some of his brothers, and it gets to him sometimes. He feels like he’s making up for that with watching and reading enough porn and hentai, though. It’s not all about learn as you do, right?
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
- Levi likes to see you. To look into your eyes when you or him are getting fucked. Part of it is he’s always wanted to see someones face to read their expressions, to know they’re being honest with their body language, and part of that insecurity bleeds into his sex life. Reassure the boy everything is fucking great.
-You on top - if he’s being sub or dom - is one of his favourites. It’s versatile, hot af, and he can rub his hands all over your chest and watch his cum spill out of you and all over him.
-But on the flip side, fucking/pegging him in the ass, with his face down onto the pillow, biting it to shreds with his fangs, tail up, wrapped around your waist, keeping you steady, sometimes encouraging - or even pulling you into rhythm - is an absolute favourite of his.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
- Levi can be awkward a lot of the time and it can turn into goofy and humorous, more than serious. Especially the longer you’re together and he becomes more relaxed, being able to laugh more at himself when he’s awkward and fumbly.
- Also, a lot of your sexual activities with him lend themselves to the more goofy side. Cosplay, roleplay, your dynamic with his foot and tit fetish - you both end up having a lot of fun. You laugh a lot with Levi during sex. And one morning when he’s eating you out and you knock his horns with your leg and he slips off the bed and you try and catch him but then you both end up on the floor in a tumble of limbs, laughing together, so relaxed, you can barely believe it’s the same demon you first met who could barely look at you without blushing.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
- It varies with Levi. He’s often smooth, taking inspiration from the porn and hentai he watches. But Levi is also lazy, so he lets it grow out a lot too. When you both get together, he’s smooth, wanting to appear his best for you. He’ll ask you what you want, and you’ll ask him what he wants. And after that, he lets it grow out, a soft, trimmed, blue bush sitting above his cock.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
- You can feel Levi’s intensity, you can see his intimacy, but he tries to shy away. To pull it back. To lock it away because he doesn’t deserve it; or if he shows too much, you’ll run away. Levi doesn’t know where the middle ground is or where to stand. You both give him time to figure it out, and encourage him to show - to pull away that hand that covers his face a little bit more; to let you hear the muffled mumbles that he speaks into the pillow instead of your ears. He whispers them against your shoulder one time instead, and you catch a few of his strained, gentle, romantic words.
Levi slowly opens up, and he’s an expressive lover. Hands and touches and looks - especially looks - and smiles and laughter and lip bites and tail twitches. When his words are lost against your skin, his body speaks for him instead.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
- Levi masturbates a lot. And it doesn’t really change when he’s with you. He likes to do it with you too. He’s also into the thrill of you catching him masturbating, so he’ll do it close to when you’re to come home, or in the next room to you.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
- Roleplay. Well, of course. What weeb isn’t gonna wanna dress up as favourite characters with their partner and then fuck each other. You’re surprised at first how good Levi is at the roleplay. But he’s really good at playing a character - someone that isn’t him? He can do that - and do it well. He has a lot of fun with roleplay, dipping into his cosplay collection and also helping you make/buy outfits and cosplay if you want, or simply get into character if you don’t want to dress up. He has the imagination.
With roleplay comes master/mistress play. Levi really enjoys this, especially being in the submissive role. He doesn’t have a preference of what outfits or toys or restraints - if any - to wear. He likes the master/mistress to decide that for him. He wants to take it outside the bedroom one day and let you have complete control over the entire day and his actions. But he’s not quite got the courage for that yet.
Levi also enjoys playing out some rather niche scenarios in roleplay. The darker the better. This guy reads darkfic and has problematic fantasies that he loves to consensually act out with his loving and supportive partner.
-Degradation and humiliation. I mean, this one is canon.
But Levi, naked, on your floor, as you enact your seal so you refuse to let him go into demon form even though you feel so much how he wants to. You refuse him. Making sure he sees you use his seal - and feel it. You kneel down before him, fully clothed. Close enough to touch. But he can’t, because he’s pinned in place by the pins of the pact. But your gaze is enough to hold him.
Slowly, you begin to unfasten your shirt, making sure he watches. Every movement, listening to you breathe, watching as you lick a lip.
“You’re disgusting,” you whisper, so close he can taste the sugar on your lips. “Look at you, in that human flesh, begging to show the scales you don’t deserve.” You spit on his face. He flinches, wide eyed, wondrous. Closer, you lean closer, until you lick his cheek, letting your spit fall down the other.
-Feet - I touched on this above. But yeah. Levi’s into feet. Especially beautifully manicured. He’ll do it for you. And take his time. Make him do it for you in master/mistress play.
-Smothering - sit on his fucking face until he can’t breathe. He wants to feel like he’s going to pass out while pleasuring you - while giving you all he can. He particularly enjoys doing this while waiting to see how long he can last until his demon form comes out to help him.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
- Anywhere that you both have complete privacy. Levi is almost up for anything as long as he is away from prying eyes that might mock him or see his ugly body.
He loves to do it on your bed. To cover your bed with you both; to smell your scent while you spit humiliation into his ear; to see you claw your sheets while he fucks you raw.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
- There isn’t much Levi needs to get him going. A brush against his leg; pushing aside his bangs, your fingers lingering; your laugh too close and your breath tickles his neck; you bend over. He’s just a simple man.
But, he’s also very stimulated auditorily. The shifts in your voice; the way it changes tone or depth depending on where you are, or how close you are; your laugh; the pitch of your voice when you’re angry; the drawl when you’re sleepy on the phone; the roll of your rs; that soft little hmm you do without realising.
Also, he attaches songs to you - and also moments.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
- Being made to do most of the work from a closed off partner. Levi needs that give and take, back and forth. Please tell him what is working, if he’s doing good, what you like. Feedback, feedback. Silence is a turn off to Levi. He wants noise; he wants words; he wants to know how you feel!!
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
- Levi prefers to receive, only mostly because he’s insecure about his skill in giving. He gives his all when he does though, looking up to catch your eyes, his own watering as he takes as much of you in as he can, again, again; drawing a tongue slowly against your wet flesh as he listens carefully for your moans - the right moans.
Also - Levi has nothing to worry about when he’s giving you oral in demon form. He has an extra long, flexible tongue that can split at the tip. You’ve never felt anything like it.
-You’d think he might have shame about how much cum he spills when he orgasms, but it’s one of the things that he loves, seeing so much of it fill your mouth - too much - it won’t fit. It spills out over your lips, marring your chin and cheeks. You try not to cough. You swallow and he watches the bob of your throat - several - as you drink him in.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
- Levi has a pretty even mix of everything - maybe leaning toward fast and rough a bit more.
He would be faster and rougher more often if he wasn’t afraid of losing control too much or hurting you in his demon form - especially more at the start. But he learns to trust himself and you more, and gives you both what you want.
There are times when his jealousy takes over and he is rough as all hell, dominating you, making sure he marks you and claims you.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
- Levi, getting flustered really easily, doesn’t always do so well with quickies. He can get distracted by getting caught by his brothers, other students. It can affect him in that he’ll either cum really quickly, or unable to at all.
His quickies usually amount to fingering or a hand job at the most. Something that can be stopped/hidden easily. If neither of you can satiate yourselves or give in to your quickie desire, later on when you both get together, Levi is just about ready to explode. At times like that, he finds it much easier to take control. And sometimes, you will purposely nudge and push him toward wanting a quickie at RAD or in public or somewhere you know he’ll say no, just so that later when you’re both alone, he’ll be just like this.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
- Levi is well up for experimenting. There is so much he wants to try and do and honestly, there is little he won’t do - but you are mostly the one to initiate. He will gently try and nudge his desires through memes and texts or sending silly links eg, look at this weird normie shit, no-one would do this lmaoaslaskdal
...........unless?
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
-Levi is initially a bit nervous to unleash his full demon stamina. And it hinders him at first as every time you’re both sexual initially, he can’t control unleashing his demon self, no matter how much he tries to push it down and hold it back. He’s nervous to hurt you and worried you’ll be afraid of him - or find it disgusting - when seeing how different he is to you. He’ll also worry that you might worry about not being able to keep up with him. It takes a long time for you to coax these worries out of him. It happens over a very late night texting session, and ends in some very tender, long and sensual morning sex.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
- Oh yes. Levi has a fun collection of themed fleshlights and some stimulation toys that he’s experimented with. It took him a while to bring up the topic of using toys together - he especially wants you to use toys on him.
uwu please peg him oh hell peg the fuck out of him.
You both end up having a lot of fun shopping for toys for your collection as he’d only had some that he could really use on himself - not couples/shared/ones you could use on him, so it’s been fun expanding the toys for you both. Especially finding some themed ones that you can both enjoy.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
- Levi has a love/hate relationship with being teased, purely because of how easily flustered he gets. But he does enjoy teasing a lot - especially with sexting. He won’t really do a lot of physical teasing in public. Maybe a hand drawing up and down your spine; sitting extra close to you, legs crossed, his foot brushing against yours; the tip of his tail rubbing lightly against your waist at breakfast - really small stuff.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
- Levi isn’t consistently loud, but he has loud bursts. Yells, yelps, growls, gasps. Otherwise, he tries to muffle himself with a hand, your hand, or his own tail. That’s probably one of his fav things. Stuffing his own mouth with his tail. Especially if you do it to him.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
- Levi is really good at sexting. Like, really good. He does a lot of ERP (erotic role play), and eventually he opens up about it to you and shows you some of his OCs from his favourite animes/games that he RPs with. You realise he’s really creative and actually damn good at writing smut.
It’s also because he can detach himself from it. He’s playing a role - in both the RP and sexting - but also be able to get extremely horny from it.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
-I’m going to give you two monster cock options for Mr Otaku. One a bit more tame than the other. Enjoy.
a:There’s a concentration of dark, opalescent scales at Levi’s stomach, and they extend down to his cock. But they’re smooth - unlike Satan’s. It makes his cock a bit harder than most human cocks you’re used to though. It’s like an hourglass shape, but not as pronounced - and quite long. Between the scales, the veins glow with bio-luminescence - more so the closer he is to climax.
b:He’s shy at first. Really shy every time you reach to his crotch, every time your hand slips behind his waist band, scratching against his skin, the patches of scales luring you in. You expected as such - this is Levi. But before he lets you touch his hard cock, he pauses, and it moves.
The bulge against his trousers shifts to the side away from your hand. But you just want to know more.
As his clothes unravel, you see why. A cock, hard, bluey, purple, echoing the sheen of his scales, twitches against his stomach - but it’s twisted together from three. Three tentacles wound tightly together that you run your fingers along, feeling their heat.
They’re solid in this form, the veins of his bio-luminescence twisting around the shape. You ask to see all three and with a touch, they unravel, caressing your hand - warm and wanting and softer - exploring you, as much as you explore them.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
- His sex drive is fairly high, but he doesn’t feel the need to act on it all the time. Levi is just happy to be next to you.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
- Levi is often pretty wired after sex so it takes him a while to fall asleep usually after. He’ll happily hold you in his arms until you fall asleep, and sometimes he will fall asleep too, or casually play on his phone/handheld to unwind.
Or sometimes, he’ll just lie there and watch you sleep, trying not to think of the seconds, the minutes that tick away of your human life.
He doesn’t want to sleep ever again, while you breathe.
- very attentive, almost leaning on adoration. Long, laboured strokes across your limbs as you recover; gentle kisses by your ear, your wrist; wrapping his wings around you in a gentle blanket that barely touches, your skin so sensitive, but the action comforting. He’s someone with a LOT of energy, and it takes a while for him to wind down after. But you soon can’t do without his rhythmic motions as he unwinds.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
- Diavolo loves his chest. He’s very happy to walk around shirtless, showing off his tattoos. That extends to his arms too. And when you pay particular attention to either, it’s like wrapping a leash around him - he’s yours.
-For partner, it’s shoulders, neck and back. He’s very into Devildom’s appreciation of the back and spine (I HC that the back and spine are admired and desired in Devildom, especially by other species and lower ranking demons who want to attract a High Demon. They decorate them with jewels, tattoos; accentuate the back with specific clothing etc) - especially since he’s the highest ranking demon in Devildom.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
- Dia often prefers to finish inside. He loves to feel that connection with your body as he fills you up. But, he also has a big thing about finishing on your back and you cumming on his chest.
Please, hell, cum on his chest.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
- He likes to jack off in public places.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
- Diavolo knows what he’s doing. Being the Prince of Devildom, he’s never had trouble getting what he wants, with who he wants. But it’s always been hollow, lonely. With you, it’s real.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
- He loves to do you from behind, clawing at your back (if you’re okay with that), kissing your neck, and letting his wings spread. But in honesty, he loves to let you take charge more often. Relinquishing control and trust to you so he’s on his knees or lying on his back looking up while you ride.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
- Diavolo flits between a fierce intensity, and the lighthearted humour that he also carries day to day. During those intense moments is when you can feel and start to understand the darker side of him that you know is there, and why he carries the title of Prince of Hell. You sometimes wonder if he’s afraid to show you it. But during sex, it’s there. You see it, feel it, and coax it out.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
- Very well groomed and trimmed. Diavolo cares about how he presents himself, above and below.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
- From the start, Diavolo’s intimacy is intense. He’s not afraid to show his romantic feelings and attraction. He wants you to know, to feel, and it only heightens the moment, making you heady, giddy, happy. The Prince wants to make you feel like the Queen.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
- He does it quite regularly, and has a big thing about being watched while doing so, and doing it during inane moments like when you’re reading a book, or making a drink or food or tidying.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
- Voyeurism, which we’ve covered. Diavolo loves to have eyes on him.
He also enjoys bondage a lot. Especially having his wings bound. The loss of control, the stripping of his status to you is such a turn on. It extends to shibari too. The intimacy in the act something that he especially loves and it blossoms your relationship, as he uses it as a time to talk with you. Quietly, gently, intimately.
Roleplay! Diavolo loves fun, he has a vivid, exciting imagination and would absolutely be up for roleplaying with you. From the simple doctor patient scenario, to something pulled from a human world fantasy show or game where you both play the characters, starting from ‘bumping into eachother’ during the day, and playing out a whole scenario that leads to the bedroom. Diavolo just loves to play.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
- Places outside the bedroom are Diavolo’s favs. Tables, walls, the garden(!!), classrooms, office, you get the idea. He loves the thrill of someone catching you both and being seen.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
- Touch especially. Diavolo is a very affectionate person, and having it reciprocated as much as he gives is a huge turn on. Strokes along his arm, fingers curling around his shoulder; tapping his chest, tracing the lines of his tattoos you know, but can’t see; fixing his hair, squeezing his thigh, while you slip a hand between and inch up, up.
He loves listening to you talk about what you love. When you’re passionate about something - even if it makes you angry - it really does it for Diavolo. He loves people showing their love, especially you.
And probably one of the biggest things - laughter.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
- As a demon, there’s little they won’t do if you’re up for it ;)
Lack of motivation from you would be a turn off - say if you’re only doing it to please him. He wants you to enjoy it just as much as him.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
- He loves to please, to hear you moan because of him. He prefers to give, especially if you ask, so he’s sinking on his knees.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
- Diavolo’s default is sensual, but not necessarily slow. It matches his usual bright, fun energy. However, there are times he will be rough and fast, when his darker side pushes through, when the claws are out, when the wings snap wide, when he bites.
When you take control, however, you dictate the pace. And he loves when you do that.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
- Diavolo is a fan of quickies. It ties in well with his voyeur and outside kink.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
- Whatever you are up for, Diavolo is up for too. Being a demon, there is very little that is no. Taking risks is part of the fun, and his kinks.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
- As long as you can go, Diavolo can go. When you first experienced demon stamina, you could barely move the next day, your body in a delicious ache. And now, you couldn’t be more thankful for it, nor could he.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
- Diavolo doesn’t have that many toys. You probably introduce him to more toys, if that’s your thing. Diavolo is a very ‘do things with his own two hands’ demon. And that extends way into sex. He’s delightfully skilled with his hands and tongue, feeling an ache of satisfaction and joy when he feels you climax against his skin. But, when you introduce him to toys, he finds the fun in them. Especially the type you can wear under your clothes and the partner can control ;)
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
- He prefers to be teased more. Having attention on him from you is delicious, and he wants more, more, more. You both love to play a game of how long he will last. But when you start playing with his chest and arms - he doesn’t last long.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
- Diavolo is fairly quiet. Because he enjoys sex outside and in public places so often, he’s learned to keep the volume down. He enjoys keeping you quiet too with a hand, or letting you bite onto his shoulder or arm.
His moans are smooth, sublime, the deep quality of his voice pushing through with his pleasure.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
- Diavolo doesn’t mind sharing. He is up for a threesome or more, especially if he’s the centre, the filling, and all attention is on him. But on the flip, he’d love to fill you with pleasure with another, feel you writhe between two bodies, moaning, groaning, as you’re wrapped in wings, in tails.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
- Demon cocks relate to their visage. They have scales? So does their cock.
With Diavolo, his cock has ridges in a single line from hilt to tip, with the tip elongated more than a humans - like his horns. His tattoos extend across his cock too, the black lines circling the thick flesh. It isn’t straight up and down, but thicker at the base, then thinner, then thicker again, the texture rougher than you’re used to.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
- Diavolo probably yearns for attention more than sex. But that yearning often leads to sex. He wants to be seen, to be known, to be wanted; needed. And when he feels the latter two especially, his sex drive is off the charts.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
- Diavolo has often struggled with sleep due to the expectations of his position and life; due to the loneliness, despite the crows. But now afterwards with you, he’s never slept better, nor sounder.
He does love to wait until you’re asleep first though, to hold you close, to feel your fragile beauty breathe against him, wrapped so lightly in a wing, sometimes too scared to touch.
You'd said goodbye to Belphie after a kiss, a night, twisted together after shed clothes, the moonlight breaking through the attic window, painting your skin, the rain crying a symphony to your moans, your whispers that weren't quite words.
And after, neither of you slept.
It had surprised you, watching Belphie lie at your side wide awake for hours, watching, watching, waiting. Usually he was fast asleep, nuzzled into you, but this time, he just, watched.
There was nothing to say. Because your bodies had written it all.
But somehow, you'd both found a last goodbye as you'd left for the human realm, the last thing in your vision, Belphie. Devildom blurring around him as you turned.
And that was all you'd said of meaning to him for weeks.
For months.
You both recited monotony, talking small, and taking detours around what really happened, and what you both really felt.
So much, that you began to believe it. That he doesn't really care.
And neither do you.
So you detach, wrapping wires around your heart, ones you're sure he's felt before.
So when you step back to Devildom, it sharpens.
You see the red eyes that desire you, and you look back.
But you're not the only one that sees.
You brush a hand across greed's thigh, hearing his awkward laugh.
But he's not the only one that's felt that touch.
You whisper against the sorcerer's ear, reminding him of something you shared when you both kept each other company during those lonely nights.
But he's not the only one who hears.
You look up, and see Belphie across the room, perched on the arm of a chair, his eyes shadows, tail swishing roughly.
Hit, hitting the side.
You stare.
You watch.
You ache.
You miss.
The wires tighten around your heart, crafted from the words you won't say.
You turn to walk away, and feel something follow. Someone. You turn and there's no one there. But the halls of Lamentation sometimes speak for themselves.
You turn and he's there.
You're slammed against the wall, his knee between yours, his tail pinning an arm in place, the fluff brushing your head. You forget to breathe as he towers over you, the tips of his fangs biting a lip so hard it's almost white.
And still. There's no words.
And still, and still-
You kiss.
Roughly. Noisily. Claws messing your hair as he pulls you from the wall and to the winding stairs, where you stumble, and the steps bite your back.
He growls as he drags you to your feet.
He grunts as he pulls you off your feet, sitting you around his waist, claws indenting your thighs as he holds you flush, making sure you can feel how hard he is as he stumbles backward up the stairs.
You feel his tail sneak under your top, curling against your skin, tickling,
He wraps its strength around you until you hit the barred door and you both just.
Stop.
Belphie pulls back, panting. He leans forward, dragging his fangs along your throat, the weep of blood painting his lips red.
You seal the words with a kiss, the promise unwound against your lips as you taste Lucifer’s pact.
It touches you softer than you thought.
At first.
The trace of his finger, from chin to chest as you kiss. You feel the thrum of magic between your skin. It broils between your bodies from the moment he submits.
For even though his words spelled your hierarchy, his voice handed you a thread - a thread he coaxed you to pull as the red in his eyes, glowed; as you felt a single feather from his wings, fall. The midnight black kiss brushing off your shoulder, and down, down, your back, as if tracing your own singular wing, yet to spread.
His hand stopped, palm to chest, the indents of claws dimpling your skin. And you feel a prick beneath his palm, so sharp it takes your breath. And it burns, burns as red as his eyes, touched by the mark on his forehead, shining his pride, but also lust.
You look down, but all you see is his hand.
You look up.
“My room,” he says, the word a command you obey, and you begin to wonder if he has the power to flip the dance of the seals. You wonder, you wonder a lot about Lucifer as you both stagger along to his room, backs hitting the walls more than once as you kiss, the tingle of magic on his lips, palpable.
You push, push against his body and will, but ultimately you are led to his room, door shut by a yawn of his wings.
Because he won’t let you go, now that you’re his.
He pauses by the bed, a palm to your back; you’re ready to fall. But for a moment you wonder - is he?
You look down at your chest and see a singular rune. And with a breath of surprise, you recognise it. His rank; his moniker; his weight.
Your lips mouth ‘pride’ as you touch it. But he doesn’t move, you’re both suspended, transfixed in limbo as if he waits for something that wasn’t asked. Even his wings don’t move, the statuesque spread of their beauty, ready to crack.
Then you touch his face. Once. Drawing a hand up, up along his smooth skin, imprinting the kisses you’d left behind, until it reaches his hair, lost between your fingers. And you don’t stop until it touches his horn. Cold, black bone, ridged, marked, spilling tales you don’t understand.
Lucifer moans. A soft, longing noise you’ve never heard, as he turns into your touch, his eyes shut, lips parted in a song somehow you know only you will ever hear.
You lie down, and he follows, his wings spreading as he kneels above you, and you look up, crowned in horns, by the only god you’ll ever answer.
“There’s something I need to finish, first,” he says, two palms spreading across your chest, baring the skin, the beat of your heart.
He leans closer, closer, the crimson of his eyes flashing as they wholly consume the whites of his eyes.
“What?” you ask, but you already know. You just want to hear his voice.
Two thumbs sit either side of the singular rune in the middle of your chest, and they press, the tips of his claws hot with magic. “Make my mark.”
You already have.
“This will hurt,” he says. But there’s little apology in his eyes anymore. That moment is gone.
And you’re glad.
Pricked by his magic, his fingers, his eyes a guide, Lucifer slowly carves his seal into your skin. At first, it just feels like the pluck of the rune from earlier. And you might think it will lessen. But it’s a constant, eddying ache. So much so that you can understand every line, you can feel the curve of the circle as it surrounds; you feel the short, sharp movements as more runes are etched.
You look down and try to decipher, the lick of a moan passing your lips. But it’s caught, caught and swallowed by Lucifer, a fang dragging your bottom lip as he pulls away.
You moan again in hope of an encore. And he serves.
"What do the other runes mean?” you ask, against his lips.
He pulls back, his hands spread further across your chest now, as you feel longer, curved lines begin to carve. “My name in demonic, bond, permanence-” Lucifer pauses, watching the way an echo of his wings appear on your skin, glowing bright red beneath his shadow. There’s another rune that you don’t understand. But he doesn’t give.
Your body writhes beneath his, the pain making you restless. But he holds you still; palms to chest, thighs to thighs. For a while, you’d forgotten that growth in the bond, the strengthening of you, to him, as your seal grew. The pain has temporarily quashed it, but now as you’re steady beneath his body, cradled by the tip of his feathery kiss, you feel.
You feel his heartbeat, in yours; you feel like when you thought, he’d hear, and if he closed his eyes, he could still see. A gateway has been unlocked; a spell, broken, and a part of you wonders if he didn’t split your soul in two, and claim half for his own.
Two. One.
You draw a single finger down his cheek. It paints his lips, and you touch a fang, wondering just how hard it can bite.
“None of my other seals hurt,” you say, as you watch the small crown of his horns crest the circle.
And stop.
Your breath shudders as his hands slide, up, up along your neck, through your hair, until he stops, a whisper from your want.
“None of the others, are me.”
Your breaths are quick and shallow. And you stare, consumed by the crimson maw of his eyes. Wholly on you, wholly yours.
And you touch your mark, raw, red and sore. You feel the perfect circle around the runes that speak, you feel the spread of his wings, one set black, the other white. At that, your body moves, you let slip a gasp, a delicacy of the soul he left behind, imprinted on you. You start to wonder why - why he’d bare so much for you, and in its position, for everyone to see. But as if answered by your silent plea, Lucifer touches the wings, and they gently turn black.
“Only for you,” he says, punctuated with a kiss, “for me.”
He pulls you into his arms, so tightly, so needy, you think he might consume you, as lips surround your neck, the graze of fangs a promise.
And soon you’re a twist of limbs, of lust, of lost words- until he accidentally brushes your pact seal, and you wince, the pain still raw.
At once, Lucifer is on his knees, cradling you, before a feather light kiss touches your seal. And another. Another. Until all you can feel, is him.
And you think you understand the last rune he carved, which you notice has disappeared when his wings turned black.
