#om solomon

Smut up ahead!

"Hm? Is there something you need?" Solomon speaks—hand on his device with his other on your waist.

You don't know how long the two of you have gone at it, but you swore it was long enough to the point the brothers have taken notice. No doubt searching you all over the place and having missed calls and unread messages on your D.D.D.

You can hear Solomon calling out your name. "Have I seen them? Not that I recall..." You stifle a whimper when Solomons stilled hips started moving again then put your hand over your mouth to silence the noises from it.

The caller and Solomon kept talking back and forth as you tried your best beneath him to keep quiet. But this attempt seemed to be futile as Solomon delivers a powerful thrust making you moan loudly. This time, you can hear a distinct voice from the caller.

"Wait is that...? You... You damn sorcerer!"

"Whoops." Solomon simply said and pressed the call end button and threw the device somewhere else.

You whine when he delves into you deeper and comes in close contact with his chest on your back, his voice right next to your ear.

"Seems like we got caught."

Solomon thrusts into you with wild abandon while hitting that spot that makes you see stars.

"Let's get back to where we were, shall we?"

Solomon: *just arrived*

Mc: Welcome *peeking out* How was your day?

Solomon: …

Solomon: *falling violently to his knees while clutching his chest*

Mc: Solomon!!!???

Solomon: Domestic life… the best life, without a doubt.

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You had no idea what he was talking about. "What?"

"The one in the bathroom." He pointed over his shoulder. Solomon was so amused that he couldn't refrain from chuckling while he explained, "I guess it's a new feature. There's a hidden magic circle with gorgeous sigil work next to the toilet. I wanted to examine it a bit more but didn't want to keep you waiting."

You narrowed your eyes and made a face. "There's... a magic circle... next to the toilet."

Solomon nodded. "A very nice one, whoever made it hid it very well. Want to come look with me? It would be good to study."

You could think of a dozen other things you'd rather study. You also had a dozen questions on your mind that piled up into a mountain of concern. "What does it do? Is it, like, recording anyth—"

"Oh, no. Nothing of the sort."

Solomon started laughing to himself again. You stared at him, pressure in your gaze willing him to pull himself together and just talk. That look of anticipation only made him happier.

He cleared his throat, poorly, and finally continued. "It's designed so that someone with black hair, of roughly the same height and weight as Lucifer, will run out of toilet paper and fall into the bowl if they go to sit down. It's harmless to anyone outside of those parameters."

While you were busy processing those words in that order, Solomon grabbed you by the arm and urged you to stand. It was time for a field trip to the bathroom.

"I think I know who made that circle," you said.

"And I think that you would be right,' Solomon agreed.

The names didn't need mentioning. Satan and Belphegor were obviously the only two people with access to the house who would do such a thing. You didn't even have to witness them leaving the bathroom together that morning.

"Do you think he'll fall for it?" you asked. Magic circles were still a unique and confusing form of magic for you. Far less intuitive than chanting spells.

I just realised Solomon was copying our hat from our Akuber sprite.