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When you posted that video on Deviltube, the comments exploded. Oh how the denizens loved seeing the ever scary Avatar of Pride slightly lose his composure due to this human. 

You asked him to stand up and beckoned him over to his couch. “Sit down,” you said, patting the space next to you. He sat down and watched you bring out your DDD. You opened your camera app and pressed record. His eyes widened when you placed your hands on his thighs, showing off your nails. Your hand travelled close to the center until you were palming his now hardened crotch, which has grown visible from his tight slacks. His breathing hitched as you grabbed it and squeezed slightly. His hand suddenly reached over to grab your hand, a hum leaving his throat. “How naughty…” he chuckled, hardening his grip on your hand, which is still gripping his crotch.

Comments: 

“Holy shit he got hard so fast lmfaoo”

Mammon

“Eyoo his voice at the end???? MC can you still walk?”

“Lucifer this, lucifer that. THOSE NAILS ARE FIRE WHERE CAN I GET THEM?!?!?!?” 

Mammon picked you up after your nail appointment. When you got in his car, he immediately asked to see your nails. “Lemme see ‘em! Wanna see what I spent precious grimm on ” You gave him your hands. “Of course you got yellow! You want the Great Mammon’s color on you! And is that my initial? HAHA! Of course you’d want my initials on you too!” he said, a huge smile on his face as he took in the gold details and the fancy M on your finger. “Can you help me film a video? I wanna post my nails on Deviltok” you asked, DDD out. “Sure, ya wanna show off yer my human huh? whatcha want me to do?” he agreed immediately.

“Just… sit still and be quiet” you giggled, pressing record and showing off your nails on camera. You begin by telling the camera you got new nails and thanking your boyfriend for them while angling your hands above his pants. When your hands landed on his crotch part, he let out a yelp. “O-oi!” he whispered. You felt him getting hard through his jeans so you grabbed him and squeezed, which made him let out a whimper. You laughed as you hit stop recording. “Wh-what was that for?!” he yelled, flustered at your actions. “Just a way of saying thank you… how about we go home and I'll show you just how thankful I am?” you teased. You’ve never seen Mammon put his car into drive, probably breaking a few speeding laws. 

When you posted the video on Deviltok, people were both laughing and admiring just how down bad the Avatar of Greed was for you. 

Comments: 

“Omg he’s so whipped” 

“WAS THAT A MOAN?!?!”

“Bae you gotta tell me who your nail tech is.”

“I just know he got the best time after this vid was filmed”

Leviathan

You went to Levi’s room and found him gaming as usual. “Hi Levi! Are ya winning, babe?” you asked, walking towards him and looking at his screen. He was playing Demonrant, an FPS game. “Mc! Yeah! It's 12-9 now.” he said, looking towards you briefly before focusing on his game again. You waited for him to finish before you did your plan, respecting his gaming time, and also because you were intrigued. The game ended with Levi getting an ace and winning. “Great job!” you praised, making him blush and take off his earphones. “T-thanks… Anyways, did you just get home?” he asked, you nodded, excited to show him your nails. “Yeah, look at my nails!” you faced them towards him, showing off the orange nails with one of the fingers having a purple snake across and a big ‘L’ on one of them.  “w-wOAH!!” he exclaims, taking in all the details. When he realized it was inspired by him, he turned red. “How did I, a yucky otaku, deserve this?!” He said, face in his hands now. “None of that now” you chuckled, prying his hands away from his face. “How about you help me make a Deviltok video?I wanna show off my new nails” You suggested.

After he recovered, he nodded his head. “Want me to take pics of them?” he asked, grabbing for his DDD. “Nope, just… sit there…” You said, grabbing your own DDD. He looked at you curiously but obeyed. You began recording, showing off your nails, then placed your hand on his crotch. “e-EH?!?!?” He jumped, hands going to cover his face. “Shh~” you teased, grabbing his hard on, which was evident from the sweatpants he wore, and squeezing, an action that almost made him faint on the spot. “M-mc…” he whined. You giggled and ended the recording. “Haha sorry~” you said, hugging him, “This is your fault so you… you need to do something about it!” He said, burying his face into your neck. 

When you posted the video, a bunch of people were basically envious of the Avatar of Envy himself. 

Comments: 

“Those nails are so cute actually!!”

“THIS is the Grand Admiral of Hell’s Navy?!”

“TSKR?!?! Why is this lowkey both cute and sexy??”

“Mc you’re having too much fun teasing him LMFAO”

Satan

You found Satan in his room reading a book as usual. As soon as you entered the room, he looked up and smiled at you, closing the book. “Welcome home, how was your appointment?” he asked, beckoning you closer to him, and hugging your waist and looking up at you. “Amazing, I got the best set!” You said, showing him your nails, which are his shade of green with black feather decor and small white dots, a cat paw on the thumbs, and a big ‘S’ on your middle finger, which he chuckles at. “They’re perfect. Your nail artist did amazing” He said, holding your hands. “I wanna take a video and post them on deviltok, can you help me?” you asked, squeezing his hands. He smiles and nods to you.

You take out your DDD and ask him to sit straight on his bed, which he obliges. You kneel in front of him, angling your hand so that the background is his shirt. You start the video and place your hands on his stomach, slowly making its way down until it reaches his crotch, where his breath hitches when he feels your hand on his hard on. You make gestures of scratching the area, giggling at yourself. You grab onto it and give it a squeeze, making him tense up and exhale heavily. The video ends when he decides to take your phone from you and take matters into his own hands. “You thought you could get away with riling me up?” he whispers into your ear. “Let’s see how well those nails will be with leaving scratch marks, hm?” he said, a smirk on his handsome face. 

When you posted the video, denizens were going crazy!! The Avatar of Wrath was someone who they saw as either very calm or rampaging. This was a new side of him they didn’t know existed. 

“He did his best to stay calm for a whopping 10 seconds before he decided enough is enough lmfao’

Comments:

“Oh mc is not gonna get away that easily from this one”

“Bro is living in his romance erotica books actually”

“Ok that was sexy and all bUT THOSE CAT PAWS ARE SO CUTE HELLO?!?!”

Asmodeus

He probably went with you and also got his nails done, his ones matching your vibes and aesthetic while yours matched his, Pink and black with a gold scorpion on each of your thumbs and a fancy ‘A’ on your ring finger. “Ohh, mc those are absolutely gorgeous!! They suit you so well!!” he says, when you show him yours. As soon as you get back to the House of Lamentation, you both chilled in his room, trying on various jewelry to see which matches the new sets. You remembered the trend and decided this would be the perfect occasion. “Omg Asmo, I remembered this nail flex trend I saw while getting my nails done!” you said, “Hmm? Which one?” he asked, thinking about the various videos he came across. “It goes like this, sit down.” you said, making him sit on his vanity chair and you kneeling down.

You propped your hands on his thigh as you started recording. He immediately realized which trend and giggled. You glided your hands on his thighs until it reached the middle, where he grabbed your hands and made sure to press it down on his bulge. “Dont we both have gorgeous nails~” he said, giggling at you who was now also flustered. You ended the video and Asmo immediately whined. “Mc~ now I wanna do that trend too! You’ll help me, right?~” he said in a flirtatious voice, knowing your fate, you just laugh and stand up, ready to do whatever this gorgeous man wants. 

When you post the video, of course it blows up and goes viral! This is the Avatar of Lust we're talking about.

Comments: 

“The way he immediately knew what MC was gonna do and did it himself LMFAO”

“Idk if I’m jealous of Asmodeus or MC…” 

Beelzebub

“THE NAILS ARE SO CUTEEE, ITS THE OTHER’S AESTHETIC AAAA”

“All I want is something like this, please Lord Diavolo grant me a partner like this T.T” 

You found him in the gym where he was working out, doing sit ups. When he saw you, he sat up immediately and greeted you. “Hello Mc, you just got home?” he asked, “Yep! The appointment took longer but it was very worth it!” you said, walking towards him and showing him your nails. They were black and orange, with gold lines that resembled his wings. A big ‘B’ in red on one of your thumbs. “They look wonderful, MC.” He smiled, admiring his color on you. “Can you help me film a video for Deviltok? I wanna show them off.” you asked, Beel immediately agrees. He was gonna stand up, however you stopped him, pushing him down. “I need you to lay down for this” you explained, to which he nodded.

You took out your DDD and pressed record. He was wearing a shirt with thin fabric, his sweat making it stick to his skin, which somehow showed the outline of his abs. You started the video with your hands on his stomach, tracing the outline with your fingers, then gliding down to his crotch, where a bulge grew as you pressed your hand onto it, gently squeezing. He stayed silent, but when you looked at him, he was flustered and had a hungry look. You decided teasing him was enough and ended the recording. “Thank you for your help” you chuckled, watching him sit up, reaching for your hand. “MC, im feeling hungry… but not for food.” he said, pulling you closer to him, giving into his hunger. 

When you posted the video, the denizens were amazed at the Avatar of Gluttony’s composure and being able to stay still and quiet despite the temptations. 

Comments: 

“Ok but the OUTLINE OF HIS ABS HELLO?????”

“How is he so still and silent…”

“Those nails ate, but I just know Lord Beelzebub is gonna be eating better.”

“Livin the dream… how lucky T.T”

Belphegor

You find him in the attic, asleep. “Belphie?” you called, walking towards him and poking his cheek. “Belphieeee” you continued, waking him up. “Hmmm, MC? You’re home already?” he said, sleepily while pulling you into bed with him. “Yeah, look at my nails!” you exclaimed, showing them to him. They were purple and blue in color, a cow print pattern on some. A ‘B’ on one pointer finger. He hums in content, liking his colors on you, as well as his initial. “They look good on you,” he smiles. “Hey, can you help me film a Deviltok? I wanna show my nails! You don’t have to do anything, just lay down.” You asked, sitting up and waving your DDD.

“Hmm, sure. I'm good at just laying down.” he chuckles. You smile at him and position yourself better. You place your hands on his stomach and start recording. You slowly rub his stomach, making him chuckle at your antics, “hey, what are you doing?” he asks, you chuckle and ‘shh’ him. Your hands traveled lower and lower, making his breath hitch when it reached his crotch. You grabbed at the hardening bulge and squeezing, making him whine, which made you giggle. You ended the video soon after. “Hey… what was that for…” he asked, feigning annoyance, yet blushing. “Sorry sorry” you said, laying back down. “Sorry wont cut it, you gotta do something about this now…” He answered, pulling you on top of him. 

When you posted the video, the denizens were shocked at how the Avatar of Sloth reacted, seeing a quite new side of him thanks to you. 

Comments: 

“How did you even get him to agree…wait no, you’re MC, of course he’d agree.” 

“He’s like putty in thier hands lmfao”

“This is supposed to be suggestive but why do I just think its cute?”

“Please link us to your nail artist PLEASE WE BEG”

masterlist

Lucifer

Lucifer sits at his desk, a brow raised as you drop your silk robe, allowing it to pool at your feet. Your lingerie leaves nothing to the imagination, a slinky set you chose for his eyes only.

Your moves are slow, sensual as you hold his gaze, swaying your hips to the beat as your hands roam over your body.

Lucifer's jaw ticks as he takes a sip of his drink, his legs parting as he moves his hips to adjust the sudden tightness in his pants.

You weren't expecting much of a response until your underwear comes off and Lucifer can't help but palm himself over his pants.

"Turn around, let me get a good view of what's mine."

Mammon

Mammon could barely keep his tongue from falling out of his mouth as you played a sensual song, removing his jersey from your body, allowing it to pool at your feet as you swayed your hips to the beat.

He sat on his pool table, clutching the eight ball in his hand as you moved in ways that you hadn't before. He watched you drop it down low, and roll your hips before you grabbed a chair and danced on top of it before dropping down onto it, arching your back then leaning back and clicking your heels together.

When you headed for him, he swallowed thickly, his gaze fixated on the sway of your hips, the sensual, calculated steps to reach him. You grabbed him by the lapels of his jacket, leaning in for a kiss before you gave him your back and dropped down, only to slowly rise, grinding your ass against his erection.

"Fuck, Treasure. If you keep going, I might bust." Mammon addmits as you drop to your knees in front of him, your face pressed to his cock, mouthing at the length.

Levi

"W-what are you doing?" Levi stammers as he sits on his gaming chair.

"I just want to show you how much I appreciate you," you smile sweetly as you walk toward him dressed as his favorite current character.

Levi gulps as he grips the arm rests, eyes wide, cock hard.

"There's no need to be afraid, baby. This is for your eyes only. Tonight I'm going to dance for you. Only you."

Levi nods as you move his hands off the armrests and replace them with yours as you straddle him. You grab a handful of his hair as you roll your hips, moaning when you feel his hard cock twitch.

"Levi," you moan his name sweetly, grinding against him slowly, until he moans your name and nearly loses his load.

"I like when you watch me," You admit as you climb off his lap, turn and show him how well you can dance for him.

You think he's about to lose his load when you crawl toward him, your hands tugging his pants off as you wrap your lips around his cock.

Satan

Satan had no clue where you had gone. You’d been MIA for almost 24 hours, and no matter which brother he asked, they all swore they hadn’t seen a hair or hide of you.

When he sits down in the library to study, he tries to read the thick tome in front of him to keep his thoughts from wandering to your whereabouts. He was one heartbeat away from demanding that Diavolo hand you back.

“It’s fine. They’re fine,” He grumbles as the tome snaps in half in his hands. “Shit.”

“Poor Satan, can’t keep a tome intact,” you smirk as you stand in front of him, glad he’s sat in his favorite chair in the library.

“Where have you been?” Satan asks as he tosses the tome to the side, ignoring the soft beats of music filling the usually quiet library.

“Had some things to sort out,” you shrug as you turn away from him. 

“Hey!” He protests as he reaches for your elbow, but you whip around and push him back onto his chair.

Satan is flabbergasted, legs spread as he stares at you, shocked. “What the hell?”

“Be a good boy,” You tease as you give him your back, tugging at the belt wrapped around your waist. One smooth pull, and it’s released from the loops before you let it hit the ground. Your coat spreads open as you turn to face Satan’s puzzled face.

Lingerie greets his eyes. Skimpy, leather straps on your thighs, your chest, your--fuck.

Satan’s eyes widen as he takes in your beauty, watching as you grind to the beat. Every step towards him makes his cock throb in his pants until your high-heeled foot meets the left armrest. 

Shit, he might cum if you-

Satan moans your name as you move your heel to his hard cock, gently adding pressure to it. 

“Say my name, Satan.” You demand as you press down harder, and he gulps.

Sweetly, needily, Satan moans your name as you grip his blond hair, arching his head back to make him look at you.

“Such a good demon. The best.”

Asmo

Asmo was excited to see what you had learned in class. He had been forbidden from attending because of a retake exam, so he was depending on you to show him everything he had missed.

Sultry music filled the candlelit room.

Asmo claps as the music starts. He’s already on the edge of his seat as you appear with your back to him. You untie your silk robe, allowing it to pool at your feet.

One step, two, and you face your overeager boyfriend. You roll your head once, hands on your body as you step closer.

“Hands to yourself, Asmo,” you remind him as you get close enough for him to smell his favorite scent on you.

“Yes,” he nearly pants as he watches your hands move upward to feel your heated skin as you sway to the soft music. Asmo can’t keep his fiery gaze off you, much less so when you turn and drop low just to swirl your hips on the way back up.

Asmo ignores the throb of his cock as you approach once more. You place your hands on his shoulders as his hands twitch at his sides, eager to grab your ass, to pull you onto his cock and fill you until his name fills the halls of HoL.

“Easy, baby,” you coo, but it just makes his eyes roll to the back of his head as you grind on him, pushing him back onto the soft bed.

“Fuck,” Asmo curses as you wind your hips. You pin his hands over his head as you roll your hips, only releasing his hands to feel your body while he remains mesmerized by your movements, your facial expressions, the talented way you roll your hips. Fuck, he’s gonna cum before the song ends, and it's all thanks to you and your tantalizing dance.

The song ends, but Asmo doesn’t notice as you get between his legs, fingers already unbuttoning his pants.

“Did they teach you this in class?” Asmo smirks as you free his dick from the confines of his pants. You giggle as you meet his gaze.

“What do you think?”

Beel

Beel didn’t question the trail of peanut buttercups that led to his bedroom. He ate each one before grabbing the next, barely reading the sign on the bed that instructed him to sit and wait.

Music fills his bedroom, but Beel is too busy unwrapping another chocolate piece, sucking the peanut butter from the middle, before he notices you standing in front of him, covered in whipped cream.

“See something you like?” You smirk as you move sensually to the beat, just close enough for Beel to get a whiff of the cream but far enough for his long tongue to miss when he sticks it out.

“Come here,” he demands, cock hard in his jeans.

“No,” You state firmly as you dip your finger into the cream, hisp swaying to the song as you roll your hips before crawling toward him.

You place your hands on his knees to part his legs, moaning when his cock throbs under your touch. Beel dips his finger in the cream, sucking it clean before he goes for seconds and thirds until you’re in his lap, his tongue on your sticky-sweet skin.

Another roll of your hips, another lick, another moan that escapes you as Beel tries to keep from devouring you whole. 

You end up on his lap, his mouth smeared with whipped cream as the song ends, and changes to another, but Beel is too distracted by your sweetness on his tongue.

Belphie

Belphie yawned when music came from his purple speaker.

“Turn it off!” he grumbled as he rolled over, wrapped in his blankets and your scent.

“Belphie!” you exclaim to get his attention as you climb on top of him, your legs on either side of his hips. Your hands pin his over his head as you rock to the beat. 

Belphie moans your name as he watches the way you move on top of him, never missing a beat. His cock hardens, throbs as you grind against him.

“Normally, I wouldn’t let you touch,” you smirk as you roll your hips, earning a sweet moan from him.

“Fuck,” he nearly growls as you guide his hands over your body, allowing him to grab your hips as you follow the beat. 

“But you’re just a sleepy demon. You can’t help but see me in your dreams just like this, right on your thick cock,” you whisper as you grind against him just to make him groan as his greedy hands grab your ass.

Once he’s fully awake, you climb off him.

“Why?” He whines as you turn your back to him, just to drop low and roll your hips. Belphie finally notes the song playing, the silky-soft lingerie, and the dim lights.

You get on your knees, then drop onto your back, legs in the air, heels clicking twice before you’re crawling to him, spreading his legs apart.

“Fuck,” he curses as you palm him over his pajama bottoms.

You push yourself up using your hands on his knees, allowing him to be close enough to smell his favorite scent on your skin. 

Belphie moans, wanton as he reaches for you. 

“Tell me what you need, Belphie,” you tease as you straddle his lap. He holds you close, his hand grabs the back of your neck, and he kisses you deeply.