#mammontag

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@xamassed​ asked: Arms were wrapped tight around her middle, while his face remained buried against her chest. Every little whine was accompanied by a nuzzle, the ends of his hair tickling at her collar bone. "Why can't ya just stay forever?" ( mammon )

     Ever since they’d properly confessed and first acted upon their feelings, it’d become a lovely habit to spend their nights together more often than not. Alice loved the feeling of falling asleep and waking up in his arms, but getting to do the opposite, to be the one holding him against herself might just be her favorite.

His question didn’t come as a surprise at all. Mostly because it populated her thoughts more often than not. She had not divulged much of what her life in the human world was like to anyone here, and she couldn’t be sure how much either Lucifer or Diavolo - who she assumed had been involved in the selection process - knew about it either. But the truth of the matter was that even before she’d come to find each of them as precious as one would their own family and fallen in love with Mammon... she’d already wanted to stay.

Swallowing despite the sudden tightness in her throat, she brought her lover even closer, voice growing quiet and soft. “Do you think I could..?” Because she would like that. She’d like that a lot. 

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Happy Birthday, Alice! @xamassed​ asked: Before they can leave his room, Mammon embraced his human from behind and pulled her back in through the door. "What's the hurry, hot stuff? I didn't even get t'tell ya Happy Birthday yet!"

He huffed and turned her around, lips seeking hers out. She deserved more than just a kiss, but her real gifts would come later.

"I wanna spend the whole day with ya, doin' whatever ya want. I won't even try t'weasle out of it. No runnin' off t'gamble, no modelin' gigs, nothin'! You're all that matters today." ( mammon )

     Getting out of bed after spending the night with her boyfriend was always a struggle, and because it was her birthday, Alice let herself linger for a little longer than she should. Upon realizing the time, she forced herself up and was in a bit of a rush to get to her room so she could change into her uniform, only to be caught in Mammon’s embrace.

Smiling resignedly, she leaned back against his muscular chest for but a moment, looking up at him as she was turned around and easily lost herself in his kiss. “Mmm...” Humming softly, she wrapped her arms around his neck, molding her body to his in order to claim his full affections in this first kiss and birthday wish of the day.

By the time their lips parted, her resolve to distance herself from him, even if it was just to go to her own bedroom, was reduced to a mere nagging reminder in the back of her mind. The promise that she could have him for the entire day had her looking up at him with big, shiny green eyes. “Really~?” An almost childish sort of glee fluttered inside her chest, and she very nearly suggested that they skip classes and spend the entire day together just the two of them. But she knew that the other brothers would have some sort of shenanigan-heavy event planned, and she didn’t want to worry them by just disappearing with Mammon, so she stayed her tongue.

“Does that make you my gift~?” Retrieving her scarf from the pocket of the jacket draped over her arm, Alice placed it around Mammon’s neck and tied it in a pretty ribbon, chuckling to herself as she used it to tug him into another kiss. “Because I would love that.”

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@xamassed​ asked: "The hell is that?" He scowled up at the little bundle of leaves and tiny, white berries before letting his eyes move to her. "Why are ya hangin' it above my door? I don't need no lame-o Christmas decorations, c'mon!" ( mammon because he needs a smoochin' too )

     She was trying to be sneaky. But when the mission was to tie something above someone’s door while also being relatively short, it was difficult to be covert about it. So Mammon opened his door to find her on top of a stool, tying a twig of mistletoe with a red ribbon. Her lips pursed into a pout as he not only found out about it before she was fully set up, but also at his clear rejection.

Stepping down from the stool, she sighed softly. “Okay...” Alice told him, playing up how dejected she felt about it before lowering her voice to a more secretive tone. “It’s called mistletoe and it has a special meaning for humans, you know?” Motioning for him to come closer, she couldn’t help smiling as he entered kissing range and promptly pressed her lips to his in a soundly smooch. 

Without explaining anything, Alice tugged at the long end of the ribbon, releasing the twig and catching it in her hand. “But since you don’t like it, I’ll take it back.”

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@xamassed​ asked: "Oi, Alice. C'mere!" He demanded she come to him, but it was Mammon that closed the distance. "Earlier, when ya hugged me, it was just 'cause we were all actin' like kids, right? Well, I ain't a kid anymore! I want a real hug, not one ya give to a baby. I mean it! And, y'know, if a kiss gets in there somewhere, I wouldn't complain." Cough.

     Hearing her name had her stopping in the corridor, and she was already turning to head towards him when he was suddenly already right there in front of her. The mention of the hug had her smiling bright and wide - baby Mammon was the cutest thing ever - but grown Mammon asking for another one was also really sweet, as it turned out.

Holding back a little chuckle at him still being so huffy, maybe even more than he had been as a kid, she easily opened her arms up to him. “Come here, silly.” She teased gently, fitting herself against his chest and holding him tightly to her. Green eyes fluttered closed and she simply relished the feeling of them being so close.

Loosening her hold slightly, Alice looked up to his handsome face with a soft smile, leaving herself open for that kiss he mentioned. “Better?” 

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@xamassed​ asked: "I said ya could share my bed, but I'm gonna sleep how I want! My room, my bed, my rules! Don't like it? Tough!" Mammon stretched himself out under the covers, making it appear as if his toes catching the sheets was an accident. Slowly, the covers were removed, exposing his bare chest to the air. Hands behind his head and eyes closed, he seemed completely and totally indifferent to the fact that he was only in his boxers. And even then, they hugged tight to his skin and sat low, giving Alice a glimpse at the alluring shape of his hips and how they dipped into a subtle v-shape above the waistband. "Well? What are ya just standin' there for?"

     Alice found herself clutching a pillow in front of Mammon’s room, debating whether or not she should knock. It had been much easier with Beel because they’d shared a room out of necessity before, and at this point the sixth brother was her official sleepover buddy. But a pointed yearning she couldn’t quite explain had brought her to the second oldest that evening. Still, it didn’t erase her doubts regarding the situation. Would Mammon be okay with this? Maybe he was busy. She certainly wouldn’t want to disturb him. She just... wanted to be with him.

Staring at the closed door almost helplessly, she found an easier route in her DDD, sending him a message instead of risking an awkward face to face rejection: [ hey... could i sleep in your room tonight? ]. A tinge of nervousness ran through her the moment she hit sent, but soon enough she heard noises coming from inside his room, as if things were falling and Mammon was scrambling around. Getting a positive response, the human waited around a little longer to cover her tracks and then finally knocked.

She was greeted by Mammon’s usual brand of banter, perhaps with a little more stuttering and blushing, which she graciously accepted and played along with because she was intruding in his space. When he made a point regarding his sleeping attire, though... She wouldn’t want him to be uncomfortable in his own bed. Of course he could dress however he wanted. But the sight of him stole her ability to speak for a moment. He was a model all right. Heat collected in her face as her eyes traveled down his figure, cheeks growing bright pink as they fell upon the beautiful shape of his hipbones. If one didn’t know any better, it would be easy to mistake him as the Avatar of Lust.

His voice nearly startled her, bringing her back from daydream land. Quickly looking away, she nodded with a tiny hum of agreement, moving from the foot of the bed to the unoccupied side. Setting her pillow down, Alice took off her comfy robe so she was only in her night clothes as well, soft cotton shorts and a matching top, and joined him in bed. Still very much flustered, she scooted closer just to be able to press a little kiss to his cheek. “Thanks, Mammon.” For letting her stay there with him.

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@xamassed​ asked: "Damn." It wasn't meant to slip, but how else was he supposed to react to seeing her in a swimsuit? Golden hair, eyes brighter than any and every jewel known to man and a soul so pure that it could rival that of an angel’s — she was everything that the Avatar of Greed wanted. Seeing her like this, so brilliant and gleaming, made his vice burn like liquid fire in his veins. He wanted to claim her, to pull her away to a secluded part of the beach where no one could find them. But he backtracked so abruptly that he nearly gave himself whiplash. He couldn't be seen gawking, or his brothers would catch on. Quick as he could, he looked away, but there was no hiding the way he blushed. ( mammon )

     Coming to the beach was such a good idea! At least for the most part. At the height of the summer, who wouldn’t want to relax and have fun by the sea? It wasn’t until they were already there and almost done setting up that she realized the danger of it all. Alice was surrounded by supermodels - literally for at least two of them - and as each of them began discarding their outer layers, she felt her cheeks growing warmer and warmer. At least she could always blame the heat.

Not wanting to be caught leering, she joined in, sliding her skirt down her legs and taking off her shirt. Folding them neatly, she set them inside her bag for later and took out her bottle of sunscreen. She was about to start spreading it on herself when it dawned on her that some of them might not be fully aware of needing it as well? Considering there is no sun in the Devildom, it was something easy to forget, or even not think about at all. Looking around, she figured that Asmo would definitely be aware of it. Most of the other brothers were wearing a shirt and would probably be staying mostly in the shade. But Mammon and Beel seemed wholly unaware and unprotected.

“Mammon.” She called out to the actual model first, walking up to him. Keeping her gaze on his would be a true exercise in self control. After all, Alice had seen his demon form enough times to remember the alluring white patterns that adorned his muscles (but not enough to her liking, a tiny voice unhelpfully provided in the back of her mind) and it would be easy to let herself trace them with her eyes - or worse, her fingers. “Did you bring sunscreen? I can put it on your back for you.” 

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@xamassed​ asked: "How come you ain't like 'em?" His voice was oddly low and pinched, like he couldn't speak past a lump in his throat. "Why don't you pick on me like they do? Wouldn't it just be easier to agree with 'em and call me a scumbag? They ain't wrong." ( mammon )

     Things were fine when she left to go shopping for a few things she needed. By the time she returned; however, the brothers were all standing separately in smaller clusters by the common room... save but one. The uncomfortable atmosphere told her everything she needed to know. Stopping by her room to put her purchases away, Alice changed into more comfortable clothes and headed down to Mammon’s room.

They all fought like cats and dogs. And not without reason either. The second eldest in particular would often trouble his brothers and rope them into trouble, directly or indirectly. Still, the way the others spoke of him never sat right with her. They’ve been family for hundreds of years, and as an outsider, it wasn’t her place to say anything. But she wouldn’t join in either. As she understood things, it was simply part of his nature. Mammon could not help himself anymore than Beel could stop his own hunger.

Her knocking on his door went unanswered even when she insisted to the point of it being annoying, so she had no choice but to simply open it herself. The main lights were turned off, with only the little spotlights above his closet and his bed giving the large open space a soft glow. Making her way down the stairs, she saw he wasn’t on the couches, and even when she’d gotten to the bottom floor, it still took her a moment to find him curled up on the floor by his bed next to the farthest wall, his back facing the door.

It was weird, wrong even. Normally he would already be complaining about his brothers or telling her off for coming in without permission. But for him to be so quiet... Following his lead, she chose to not say anything either, simply walking up the wooden steps and joining him on the floor. What she really wanted to do was pull him into a hug, but Alice wasn’t sure how he would react and chose to just lean into him first, pressing her arm to his so he could have a point of contact with someone else and know he wasn’t alone.

When he finally spoke, the sound of his voice broke her heart. “Oh, Mammon...” Shifting so she could see him, her brows furrowed in further concern as he refused to look up at her. Instead of cupping his face and guiding his gaze to hers, she daringly slid onto his lap, which had him snapping his head up. Wasting no time, she wrapped her arms around his neck and warmly molded herself to him, hugging him tightly. 

“You know, you do a lot of silly things to your brothers.” And even if he couldn’t help his greed, it didn’t mean that some of the stunts he pulled weren’t hurtful. “Some of which I wish you’d apologize for. But as much as you cursed and complained when we first met, I never felt any malice from you.” And she knew exactly what that felt like, when people actively wished her harm. Funny how she could never sense it when an actual demon was threatening to leave her to die.

Pulling away just enough to look at his handsome face, she pushed his fluffy bangs aside and pressed a soft kiss to his forehead. “You can be a handful at times, but I love you all the same.” She was suddenly glad for the low lighting, hoping that it helped disguise how much her cheeks were burning as she pecked his lips with a timid little smile. 

“You are my first, after all...”