Something that get’s a bit spicy at the end but nothing explicit. 

“Come on we’re going to be late.” , Solomon rushed you as you walked down the stairs in heels . “Solomon we have another hour.”, you reminded him as you come to a halt. You watched as his eyes grazed over your curves being hugged by a tight red dress with a slit on one side which Asmodeus happily picked out with you. Solomon’s gaze slowly wandered over your hips and thick thighs down to your feet as he grinned to himself before saying: “You know how I am. I am very impatient when I know I get to see you dressed up.” He softly took your hand and twirled you around before pulling you close and resting one hand on the small part of your back. “You look gorgeous. Maybe we can skip the theater and dinner and get right to the dessert.”, he whispered as a rosy blush began to creep onto your cheeks “Thank you. You look very handsome yourself and maybe we could do just that.”, you whispered back looking up at him as your nose tips touched.

2031 words ~ 8 minute read (female reader) 

All he could manage was to sit there, powerful, heavy tears racing down his cheeks, obscuring his vision from the little piece of paper in front of him. Flowing in a never-ending stream, uncontrollable and as dangerous as the Zambezi. Parting his rosy lips to speak, the sounds caught, tangling in his dry throat. Feeling as if he swallowed spikes from a fence, rendering him speechless, he tried to cough up his thoughts. The growing lump in his throat too massive to swallow caused his gaze to drift among the people surrounding him. This couldn’t possibly be true. 

Belphie trying to sleep on the couch turning his back towards Asmo.

Asmodeus: I heard you had a foot fetish.

Belphie mumbling: that’s a lie.

Asmodeus: Too bad because MC just got a pedicure.

Belphegor falling off of the couch: They what? Show me!

“What’s wrong?” Asmodeus asked one day, leaning over to pet the cat in your lap.

“Nothing,” you replied as you looked down to smile at the cat that had made your lap it’s new bedding. You felt Asmodeus’s eyes burn into the side of your face, intently waiting for a more satisfying answer. Turning your head you smiled at him widely, a smile so big your eyes disappeared.

“I am fine. It’s not like I am dating material. Have you ever seen me?” You asked, cocking your head to the side.

“Oh that’s not true hon-”

“I know you’re trying to be nice but no matter in what I mold myself into I’ll never be good enough. I’ve learned to accept that.” you said with a smile on your lips yet your voice void of all emotion.

“You just have to be you,” he replied as he studied your profile.

“ You know that is a lie, a huge part of attraction is what you see in the first few seconds, otherwise you wouldn’t put as much effort into your looks, and even if that was true I don’t even know who I am anymore.” you explained as you watched the cat in your lap stretch and jump out of it.

Belphegor: 

Despite him being possessive he’ll let you do whatever you like and always watch over you from afar. He shows you his love in the way he trusts you and lets you free. For times when you are both out in public him holding your hand will either be a firm grip or him having his arm around your shoulder. You’ll be lucky if a cashier talks to you when Belphie is standing behind you, the poor cashier will fear for his life. If he sees someone eyeing you he’ll pull you even closer while kissing you and maintaining (aggressive) eye contact with that person. 

Satan: 

Hear me out, I think Satan is not one to really display it as much. Not obviously at least. Yet, you’ll know. He shows it in small things like touching shoulders or the way he smiles/ looks at his s/o. He’ll be the one who’ll stay up a bit later only to pack you lunch or to just add a note to one of your books telling you that he adores you with a quote of one of the books he read (Bonus points for you if you figure out which book it is from and you send him the title from which book it is from). He isn’t ashamed of his feelings nor is he shy but him being very careful is because he is afraid that everything will disappear in a blink of an eye.

Beelzebub:

We all know Beel loves hugs. He’s one to randomly pick you up to feel close to you. His dynamic is kind of playful but not too much. I’d say it’s more of him just wanting to touch you too feel close no matter the situation. You’re in line at the grocery store, well guess you’re handing the cashier the money from his shoulders. 

He surely enjoys being fed when you’re having a deep conversation in the middle of the night while you both sit in front of the fridge. He is not one to judge anything you say or do, so if anything is wrong or something bugs you then please do tell him even if you don’t know or he doesn’t know what to do he’ll always find a way to make you happy.

Leviathan:

Levi is a very shy lover. Yes, he’ll warm-up and it’ll be easier every day for him to tell you that he adores you. The problem is his insecurities when it comes to displaying his adoration in public. He is definitely not ashamed of you it’s the opposite, he feels like he has hit the jackpot but, due to him overthinking about how others perceive you with him he’ll often seem as if he doesn’t care about you or aloof. He’ll often seem uneasy or unsure about how to touch you or even speak to you. Shall he call you honey, babe or even just by your name?? How is he supposed to touch you??? What if you want him to meet your family??????? *overload*

Asmodeus:

Asmodeus will always hang on you in some form, he loves showing you off and showing that you belong to him. He’ll hang on your shoulder, arm or hug you from behind. Soft kisses peppering you throughout the day in public, he’s very vocal about how gorgeous you are and what a beautiful couple you both are. Every touch, kiss or glance will be light and soft but very sensual (sometimes sexual)  leaving no room for who claims you.

 You can’t be a jealous lover simply because even in a relationship Asmodeus will charm others, he might not necessarily sleep with them (depending on if you are having an open relationship or another agreement) but a flirt is always there. If he catches you flirting with someone else he will most likely tease you about it and propose you both spice up your alone time. 

Mammon:

Mammon is a playful lover and it shows and private and in public. He’s a slave to your laughs. He’ll tickle you, bite you and do anything goofy to make you laugh sometimes intentional more than often unintentional. You’ll always have to be prepared for something spontaneous; a skip down the road holding hands, sure,  or him spontaneously twirling you around and dancing in public, definitely. 

He’s, like Asmodeus, the one to show you off, he is very proud of you. He can be jealous but his type of jealously is more of him wanting to spend as much time as possible with you. So if he sees you talking to someone he’ll run up to you and grab you to pull you away saying that you belong to him. The only times he might be softer and calmer is in the early morning hours or late at night, he loves to watch you intertwining your fingers.

Lucifer:

Publicly he seems very cold. Not that he never shows it but everything he does is calculated. He wants to keep up a certain image that only allows for small displays of affection. He’ll squeeze your hand a bit tighter, pull you a bit closer, push a strand of hair out of your face. 

Privately, in the beginning, he’ll be pretty much the same but soon he’ll be washing/drying your hair, putting on your skincare every touch will be very sensual but not sexual. While letting you shave him, he will even fool around and smear his shaving cream on your face or act as if you cut him only to see you laugh and giggle. He might even pick you up just to throw you into bed for a tickle attack. At some point, he is going to step out of his comfort zone (even in public) just to see the twinkle in your eyes. Who knows what he’ll do but be sure it will be more than beautiful.  

Mammon x Asmodeus 

If you don’t like the idea of the brothers dating each other, don’t read I guess. Other than that, no warnings. 

There will be more to come tagging will be #sevenheaven

Asmodeus felt Mammon’s fingers gently tapping on the back of his hand as he hummed the memorable melody which bonded the fallen angels since their juvenile years.The preceding days seemed nothing more than a bad movie they had watched together and yet, Asmodeus seemed to have crumbled more than what one would have thought. Sitting in Mammon’s lap seemingly half of his size, Asmodeus felt safe almost at home. Nothing could touch him or hurt him when he was in Mammon’s arms. Questioning the growing feelings in the depth of his soul, he tried to stay as far as possible away from him, abandon him the way he always did with those that became too close to him and yet despite his efforts he found himself falling asleep in his arms or found the elder demon in the room during any free moment he had. 

Leaning his head against Mammon’s chest as he listened to it crack, a soft smile tugged at the corner of his lips. Lowering his lids, not completely but just enough so he could still see the large hand intertwined with his own, he let himself be lulled in by Mammon’s warm scent while just letting the image of their fingers burn into his memory. The warm brown skin contrasting with his, the golden rings seemingly giving his skin the golden glow from within how could he not be enticed by him. Still picking at the familiar rings, Asmodeus inhaled deeply while Mammon gently rocked him in his lap, his thumb tenderly stroking over one of his thighs while he seemingly pulled Asmodeus closer to his body. 

“Come here,” Mammon murmured against Asmodeus’s head. They were already as close as possible and yet, even he felt the need to pull his unknown admirer even closer to his body.

The last few mild tones sounded in the otherwise desolate room, Asmodeus shifted, slightly exhausted though, the overriding need to be close to Mammon was bigger than the urge to fall asleep. Craving more skin contact, Asmodeus looked up at the white-haired demon, his pained eyes carefully following the lovely curves and dips of his face, the arctic blue eyes hidden behind the yellow tinted shades that sat on the bridge of his nose. Turning his face slightly, Mammon looked at the silent form in his lap, a charming smile tugging gently at the corner of his lips. 

Asmodeus felt so sure, it felt right; it felt like he had to. Carefully placing his palm on Mammon’s cheek, he gently caressed him. Carefully parting his lips, he gently squeezed Mammon’s hand, his body yearning, begging, pleading as he stretched towards Mammon. 

“Mammon,” Asmodeus breathed one last time, love dripping off of each letter, soaked by the desire to love and be loved. Pressing his lips against Mammon’s something felt off. Had he done it wrong? Had he made a mistake? Slowly pulling out of the kiss, he timidly opened his eyes only to see Mammon wide eyed before furrowing his brows.

“Wh- what? What?”, Mammon asked, his voice sharper than intended, forcing Asmodeus to flinch, his body pulling slightly away, the outstretched fingers curling back as if he had seared them on the burning flames of a candle. 

He shouldn’t have, it was inappropriate he was his brother, not by blood, but they had naturally kept the title from the celestial realm. 

“Haha, sorry. It was just the heat of the moment. You know me, I am such a slut,” Asmodeus said, each harsh word stinging as he vainly tried to get up and escape the uncomfortable situation. 

 He knew he shouldn’t have mentioned those terrible words, desperately trying to squirm out of Mammon’s protecting arms as he felt him tighten his comforting embrace around him. Rotating his head towards Mammon he opened his mouth, he felt ambushed. Terrible panic rose. 

 “MA-” Asmodeus called out before being cut off.

Swiftly placing his hand on the back of Asmodeus’s head, Mammon pressed his lips upon his. Clumsy, shaky lips roughly pressed against each other while both men felt like bursting. There was too much saliva and they couldn’t seem to figure out which way the other should turn. It was as if the two men had never kissed in their lives. Nervously trying to nip at Asmodeus’s lip, as they both sharply inhaled. Mammon accidentally bit him, naturally prompting a delighted giggle from Asmodeus, who cupped his face before carefully opening his mouth, inviting Mammon in. Still nervous, Mammon seemed to accomplish everything wrong there was to do, cursing himself before he wisely let Asmodeus take the lead. 

Asmodeus x Mammon fic  (seven heaven ) Fluff

Simeon :

Luke:

The demon brothers snickering

Simeon: Oh I know you lying. Y'all better not be laughing you weak ass, daddy issues having ass idiots.

Lucifer : Take that back.

Simeon:

Levi: Sure go on.

Lucifer: .... *-whispers*- Simeon...no...

Levi's keyboard:

Simeon chuckling: Now now, you could be something worse.

Luke: What is worse than being called a dog by the scummy demon brothers?

Simeon pointing his finger at them : Being one of them. I mean come on, look at them.

Luke:

Simeon confused: Hey guys look what I've found. There's a figure in it. Kind of neat guess there is too much glue in it though.*Puts it on the table*

Everyone at the table looking at Leviathan: