Subscribing to Mammons onlydevils account 🤤 where you find his little live streaming gig
( Note: ignore inaccuracies and mistakes im not proofreading ts folk 😢😅 )
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When Lucifer first helped you get a credit card, it was ultimately for the purpose of financial freedom and acclimating to your new home, not having to rely on the brothers or anyone else for the matter. However, nobody could have guessed you’d use it to sign up for popular camming site OnlyDevils. Even human girls have needs…
You could lie to yourself and say it was morbid curiosity or that you had no idea it was porn! You could play the innocent human role but you were too tired for that right now. In the dead of night where the only ones awake where you and maybe leviathan with his headphones in continuing an all night gaming session, it was way too easy to open your phone and scroll through the options on only devils. They offered a wide variety of virtual demon cock to gawk at. The size much larger from their human counterparts. You scrolled mindlessly until one particular page caught your attention
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You clicked onto it for fun, not expecting to be bombarded with the mouth watering site of rich caramel skinned abs behind a glistening cock. The demon was slowly stroking himself up and down as he growled into the mic. “So greedy for me tonight, I like it.” What caught your attention was the white nail polish and the beading cum dripping down like the fountain of youth. His voice oddly familiar as he spoke. Maybe you were imagining things. The tip of his demonic cock flushed with a pretty red pinkish color. The chat exploded with requests and donations, all saying exactly what you thought but were too shy to type. It was fun lurking and reading while watching him stroke himself. Dinner and a show! Your thighs rubbing together as you watched with an eager intensity. Between classes and pointless side quests, you barely had time to relieve yourself. Sexual frustration and temptation building up in your tense body.
It felt so shameful and so wrong, but it wasn’t enough to stop you from sliding a hand down past your navel all the way to your sticky panties. Peeling them aside to better touch yourself. The demon on the screen stroked himself faster, moaning into the mic. It was so hot. He was so vocal in his responses, reading the chats out loud “ya wanna see me cum? Wanna imagine I’m cumming all over yur pretty face hmm? Too bad, ya gotta pay for that.”
Whenever he got too close and his hips started to buck and he let the occasional whimper slip out, he’d pull his hand away with a disappointing sigh. Edging himself as his cock twitched furiously. It was desperate and it was shameful, but you couldn’t help not pumping your own fingers into your cunt at the same speed he touched himself to. Closing your eyes and imaging he was speaking to you. His voice was alluring and hypnotic as he gave out the occasional command or teased his audience. No wonder he was so popular. God you were so close but you wanted to cum with him. The horny bright idea comes to mind, to use the sign up bonus from onlydemons to send a generous tip. It’s about the little things in life that make it enjoyable.
With shaky fingers and one hand (for obvious reasons. Leaned into your side and phone jostling with each tap of your fingers, you typed into the chat with a generous donation “ say (name) pls” yes it was desperate and yes you definitely would have post nut clarity, but for now, you needed this.
On the other side of the house of lamentation, mammons hand paused. Heart skipping multiple beats, not only because of the donation, but because of the name that accompanied it. He felt like he just started a horror movie marathon. His cock still in his hand, stood upright and twitching with beads of precum dribbling down. He stuttered out, remembering he was still live streaming and he was in fact a demon of his word. “Ya, that’s more like it.“ He started stroking faster, a rhythmic loud wet sound forcing you to lower your volume just a bit in fear. “F-fuuuck… ya watchin this [name] ? Touchin yurself like a dirty girl ?” You rubbed yourself at an alarmingly fast rate as you felt your stomach build up pressure. “O-oh shit, that’s good- [name] I’m… cummin… so watch. All for you baby” he whined as hot spurts of cum sprayed all over his defined stomach, spilling down his abs. His cock twitching and his breathing heavy. You on the other side where still catching your breathe and twitching with the aftershocks of an intense orgasm, phone slipping out your hand as you layed there, embarrassed by your horny actions. Your lust could rival Asmo.
Mammon was quick to shut off stream, very quick, mumbling something about needing to take care of something else. The something else in question being his racing heart. He’d done this before, but not like this. It had to be some sort of cosmic consequence or a crazy coincidence that the doner and you had the same name. His human. He was far too nervous to stay still in his room, maybe he’d play pool, steal something from Lucifer, or go for a late night drive.
After fixing yourself back up, you decided you needed water and a midnight snack from the kitchen. Walking with a cheerful demeanor, the tension in your body long gone and feeling rejuvenated. You could hear faint noise coming from the kitchen, you really hope Beel hadn’t eaten everything. You groaned loudly, “Beel! You better not have eaten my snacks again- oh.” You stop in your tracks to see an unusual visitor at this hour. Mammon. Wearing loose grey sweatpants and a black tank top. He had some muscle definition to him. White hair all tussled in a clumsily cute way. The second you looked him in the eyes, his entire face was red as he was spouting out some nonsense about looking for his credit card Lucifer had hid. You couldn’t help but laugh at how silly he was. You went to get a bottle of water. Mammon stared at your pajamas, wondering what was underneath them and mentally cursed himself for being possessed by the spirit of asmo and his lust.
He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly, you noticed a weird tension in the room. Maybe it was the location? You casually invited him to your room to watch a shitty romcom like you guys usually do. Not completely expecting him to follow you, but he did. He silently nodded. Walking behind you before sitting down on the edge of your bed. All rigid. You took the time to tease him, nudging him with your foot. “Cmon mammon, why so tense? Don’t tell me Lucifer really got to you the other day.” When he doesn’t answer, you try to kick him harder. He could handle it. This time he catches your foot with a surprising strength and speed. His thumb rubs gentle circles on your ankle. “Hey, [name] Ya know I’m your first and stuff, right?” You nod slowly as he eyes you from his peripheral vision. “Yeah… my first pact.” You wanted to ask what was wrong but just as you open your mouth he speaks “so I’m your favorite? Like yur one and only favorite out of all my brothers, right?” This moment felt too charged, too tense, you inch closer. His hand still rubbing slow shapes on your ankle. Warm skin on even warmer skin. Your voice is softer this time. “Of course you’re still my favorite, Mammon. What’s wrong?”
He sighs, turning to you before shaking his head. “I just can’t keep lying to ya like this. Acting like it’s all fine when it’s not.” Your confusion grows but you feel the moments somehow right. Like you’re meant to be here. He was meant to tell you about his only demons camboy side hustle but looking at your face in the moonlight staring at him with such intensity, he really can’t help himself. “I love you” He knew this was all or nothing, he leans in to kiss you after his whispering confession. Surprised that you let him in. His soft mouth on yours felt electrifying. He could probably hear your heartbeat. Hands coming to grab at his hair and neck as you pulled him deeper into you and your mouth. The kiss started to turn aggressive. As if making up for all the time missed before this moment. He leaned in, caging you into the bed. Groaning into your mouth. He lets you drag him down to your bed. The moment lasts forever in your mind as the solidifier to your relationship.
Many months down the line and you’re giddy in the backseat of his car as he fumbles with a tripod mount. Twisting it to a lower angle on the dashboard of his convertible so it could only capture your body and mouth. You’re wearing a white dress he bought you, something cute with just enough cut out to tease the mind. He leans back as the stream starts. Talking to his incoming viewers “Hey, moremoney here. Remember when I told ya I’d have a special stream prepared.” He muses to his chatters. Manspreading in the backseat with his arm draped upon your shoulder, one his hands cupping your plush tit. “Looks like we got a volunteer for today’s stream. Say hi baby.” You wave shyly, unsure what to do. He pulls you inbetween his lap with ease. One hand resting on your thigh and the other playing with your hair.
“So, what should I do with her? She’s a little shy.” A playful tilt to his voice, Clearly enjoying this more than his fans. His hand rubs up and down on your thigh to tease you as he reads out comments like “finger her” “fuck her” or “make her blow you” all so vulgar and demanding. Something inside your stomach twists in shameful pleasure. Were you a voyeur? He pretends to consider all the options before he finally gets what he really wants. A fat donation and a silent promise that he’ll do what they request. You honestly couldn’t see the chat with a minor glare from your perspective. “Creampie? Yur all so nasty today. Wanna see me cum inside my sweet girl?” He practically purrs out.
He doesn’t give much of a warning aside from a sloppy kiss to your cheek before pushing aside the strategically placed high slit on your dress to expose you to the camera. He teases you through your panties. Keeping more of an eye on the camera as the chat explodes with donations and comments to keep going. He hums “Whatdya think guys? Think she deserves my cock? He pulls your panties to the side. Exposing you to the masses watching. “Fuck, look at this pretty pussy, yur all so lucky I let ya see her like this.” He unbuckles his belt and shimmies himself out of his pants and boxers, lifting you up carefully, his warm tip presses against your entrance. Twitching and leaking. He draws out the moment, teasing with just the tip before he speaks again “But this, yeah, this is all mine.”
He drops you down onto his dick in one swift motion. Your eyes widen and your eyebrows scrunch up together. The camera catches the perfect o shape your mouth makes in a silent scream. He hides his face into your shoulder, nuzzling into you. His voice is muffled but he says “Ready?” You’re unsure if he’s talking to you or the chat that’s probably going insane right now. He waits for the right moment before he starts. Anchoring himself to you by wrapping his arms around your torso tightly, pushing your tits up, it’s better for the camera this way. He starts thrusting up into you, using his leverage to lift you up with him. You’re no match to his strength.
You probably look like a fuckdoll to the stream the way he’s bouncing you up and down on his cock with ease. It’s too fast for you to keep up with. Tits bouncing with each pump. He’s bottoming out, reaching deep over and over again He’s groaning behind you but you’re sure all the chat can hear is the way you moan and your sloppy pussy enjoying it. It’s pathetic and you’re crying from how insanely good it feels. You really can’t remember what happened or when you came, just that it was mind shattering and your body was going limp and twitchy. Mammon behind you cursing and holding tighter onto you as he stills. His cock pumping an obscene amount of cum into your poor human pussy. You really hoped pregnancy wasn’t a possibility. You forgot he was even streaming as he pulled out, that is until he opened up your pussy with two fingers to watch his cum ooze out. “Mhhh, that’s the money shot, baby.” Your thighs twitched, you felt the warm liquid spill out in spurts. you still hadn’t come back down from your high. Skin shiny with sweat and hair all tussled. Your lips glossed and parted open to heavily breathe in recovery. You could hear him in the background talking to the chat and bidding his farewell before shutting off the stream.
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