♤[content]: you find yourself in the castle of the notorious prince for a ball wearing a skintight dress that will activate someone's attention...
♡[notes]: I didnt sleep :P
☆Enjoy it~
That evening you and the 7 brothers were invited to the famous annual ball held at the castle of the beloved Devil prince, and there would have been all the nobility of the Devildom, it had been a week now that you and Asmo were preparing by buying everything you needed including the dress you were going to wear that long-awaited and desired evening, an elegant and very tight-fitting dress that brought out all your curves, you weren't sure if it was a good idea to wear it but Asmo had convinced you and you all went towards the castle; the castle was full and they were all elegant but that evening you were the one who stood out the most, passing among the people you saw people whispering looking at your figure with eyes of envy, amazement and hunger. For now you were a little bored, that evening you promised yourself that you would be with the twins all the time, but after looking for them you gave up and found yourself alone with a glass of champagne in your hand with your eyes looking for the brothers but above all a certain sorcerer at that moment all you did was think about him until you feel a gloved hand on your shoulder and turning around you find yourself the object of your dominant thoughts, Solomon, "Hey mc, I hardly recognized you in this 'hot' suit by your..." he chuckled, you blushed a lot not only for his words but also for his appearance, he looked like a prince, it must have been the effect of the alcohol but at that moment you just wanted to be in his arms and, for him touch you and dance the night away until Morpheus took you along. "Not that you are outdone" I chuckled softly, and saw the sorcerer blush slightly as he carefully studied your figure, until the new music drew his attention to the new music "Would you grant me this dance?" he asked offering you his hand and with that sneaky smile of hers " I would like it" you replied and you find yourself the center of the room the center of attention, "Don't you think they're adorable??!!" Asmo asked Mammon " Phwf, it would have been nicer if the great Mammon had been there with her" I reply but looking at you he could not help but hope that one day you were there with him, just thinking about it warmed his heart.
you and Solomon did nothing but look into your eyes or share thoughts that you had, "you know, I wish this moment would last forever, everyone looking at me envious to have immense wealth in my arms right now, to be able to touch you, feel your perfume and being able to look into your eyes dreaming of getting you everything I want" said the sorcerer in your ear, you felt his warm breath, feeling a shiver down your spine, and with a little courage you said to him "Why dream?", he looks at you and a moment later he smiles and after the music is over he takes you by the hand and takes you out into the garden where there was no one and nobody could see you, sure you were alone he kissed you intensely hungry, as if you were his prey, his hands sailed along your waist and back and his warm kisses descended along your jaw leaving his mark on every face visible "Solom-agh wait so they all will see..." you said with your hands touching his shiny hair, "It's better this way, so they'll know you're only mine" he said giving you a captivating smile, but that only made you want more, "Then make me yours".
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I was irritated at the fact that I was summoned by some stupid human. I looked him over with a glare. He had white hair and grey eyes which was unusual, for a human that is. He wore a black long sleeve shirt with a black cape with a star pattern. He also wore a pair of matching black skinny jeans and a belt.
I crossed my arms as I waited for what this stupid human to tell me why he summoned me. "Make a pact with me," He spoke out with a smooth voice.
"What's in it for me?" I asked raising an eyebrow. He smirked at me like he knew he had this in the bag. What a smug bastard, I want to not make a pact with him out of spite.
"Oh I don't know," He said trailing off looking around playing dumb, what a dick, he's just wasting my time. "Just all the money you could want."
I was shocked at that claim. All the money I want? Is my pride really worth that? Jeeze hanging around Mammon is getting to me. Yet it was an enticing offer, I couldn't just pass this down, I could run this sucker dry and then some.
"Is there a catch?" I asked watching him with suspicion. I could feel the smugness coming off him in waves and I could tell that he thought he had an advantage on me.
"I only pay you a certain amount after you do a job for me," He explained crossing his arms.
"Hmm," I hummed placing a hand to my chin while thinking. "I still have my freedom to accept or deny the jobs you'd want me to do."
He nodded in understanding, "Is this a deal?"
"First what's your name?" I asked placing a hand on my hip.
"Solomon."
"Okay Solomon, you got yourself a pact with me!" I smiled holding out my hand for him to shake.
He shook it and also gave me a smile, "It's nice to work with you (y/n)."
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That exchange happened a few years ago. I made quite the coin off of him. Our friendship was...complicated. He was a dick most of the time so I would act bitchy back, but we had some nice moments. But when he ended up being an exchange student at R.A.D. and he gained many pacts in only a few days. At first me and Asmodeus were the only ones but he was powerful.
I wanted to bash myself in the head for having feelings for basically my coworker/boss. I felt like he only cared for my power after he came down into the Devildom. I was only one of the many demons that he had at his disposal. He never acknowledged me in person which pissed me off. Yet my anger always did turn into sadness. I MEAN WE LITERALLY SIT NEXT TO EACH OTHER IN SOME CLASSES!!!
The reason why I was thinking this is because I was currently sitting next to him right now. I glared at the chalkboard, a vice grip on my pencil as I wrote down the lesson furiously. I glanced at Solomon only to see that he was looking at me and the fucking smirk on his face made me want to slam his head onto the table.
HOW THE HELL DID I FALL FOR THIS PRICK?!
"(Y/n)," He said trying to gain my attention. "I have a job for you."
Oh so NOW he wants to talk to me?! After all that time? He can go suck Asmo's dick. So I just didn't reply and focused on the teacher.
"Are you upset about something?" Solomon asked resting his head in his hand. If he doesn't shut that mouth of his I might do something I'll regret. When I didn't reply he took initiative to talk some more. "Did I do something to anger you?" He wasn't even being sincere that fucking asshole.
"How about you take a fucking hint and shut the fuck up," I growled out glaring at him.
"(Y/n) that will be detention!" The teacher shouted making me groan out in frustration. Then the prick next to me laughed...I don't think I like him like that any more, I fucking hate his guts. Man this was the last class of the day too.
The lesson was over and everyone left the classroom...except me and Mammon. Well at least I was with a friend. Solomon had the gall to ruffle my hair before leaving. Yet I couldn't help but get flustered. What is wrong with me?! After 20 minutes the teacher fell asleep making Mammon look at me with a mischievous look in his dark blue eyes.
"Lets get out of here," He whispered loudly giving me a devilish grin.
I returned it and stood up, "Let's go."
We made our way out of the class and left the school. We walked to the shopping district because if he went home Lucifer would punish him. I window shopped sense I didn't have much money...stupid Solomon. Mammon would spend so much money at all the shops which made me laugh. He's never going to change.
"What's up with Solomon and you?" Mammon asked randomly making me choke on air.
"What do you mean?" I asked placing my hands in my pockets.
"Well Asmo won't stop going on about how cute of a couple you two would be," Mammon started. "Then you looked so pissed off when you were talkin in class today."
"Of course I was pissed off!" I shouted getting angry again. Jeeze why am I only angry now a days...oh yeah fucking Solomon. "He had ignored me since the day he stepped foot into Devildom, and then when he does talk to me he just wants me to do his dirty work! He's a fucking asshole!"
Mammon started to laugh his ass off at that moment, so to release some anger I slapped him in the back of the head. "OI! What was that for?!" Mammon shouted, his laughter dying down.
"Stop laughing at me!" I yelled back.
"Well if what I overheard Asmo talking about is right, just talk to Solomon," Mammon shrugged.
I looked at Mammon skeptically, "Mammon giving advice? Is it the apocalypse coming?"
He glared at me and I raised my hands up in defense laughing a bit.
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Me and Solomon both sat in his room. I was going to do what Mammon told me...but Solomon wasn't helping. He kept teasing me and it was getting on my nerves. I was GOING to tell him how sad I was when he 'forgot' my existence but the way he was being so rude made me want to never talk with him again. Why am I even doing this? Why do I care so much about this human? Why can't my feelings just go away?
"So you want to take that job I assume," Solomon spoke up cutting the silence.
"I HATE YOU!" I shouted, my emotions getting the better of me. He looked surprised and disheartened at what I said which made me confused. "You ignored me for weeks! WEEKS! and then you have the audacity to ask me to do a job?! What the fuck is that about?! I thought we were friends but I guess I'm just another demon in the long list of pacts that you have." I ranted feeling the sadness kick in when I finished.
"Oh," ...oh? Really? That's how he responds to my heartfelt rant? I clenched my fists, stopping myself from punching him. "I didn't know you would be so affected by that."
*𝙎𝙢𝙖𝙘𝙠*
I slapped him. Oh god I didn't mean to. I mean it felt good to get the anger out but I felt more guilty. The look he had after I did it drove that guilt deep into my veins. His grey eyes filled with intense guilt and...love? His lips were pulled down in a deep frown and he kept his head to the side from the impact.
"I-I'm s-s-sorry," I apologized feeling tears creep up. What is wrong with me?
"Don't be, I deserved that," Solomon said bringing a hand to touch his red cheek. "I just don't know how to express my feelings and I was getting advice from Asmo."
"Express your feelings?" I asked in confusion, some tears slipping down my face.
Solomon lifted his hand and wiped the tears away, "I'm in love with you, I never meant to hurt you the way I did." I let out a gasp as my body felt warm. My mind was fuzzy and my heart beating so fast I was afraid it was going to escape. My tears were gone and I felt super giddy.
"I love you too," I mumbled feeling a blush rise to my cheeks.
Here I stood in front of the doors of Purgatory Hall completely embarrassed. Why? You may be asking well I was currently wearing a maid costume. I currently wanted to dig a hole and bury myself. I just stood there rethinking my entire life, what choices did I make to even get in this situation?
Flashback~
"It's a human custom, it will make (y/n) happy~" I could hear Asmo's voice say from Lucifer's room. This made my anxiety spike because I heard my name. Human custom? What does he mean by that? Not wanting to think about it I made it to the dining room for dinner. The last people to enter were surprisingly Asmo and Lucifer. Who knew that Lucifer would show up late for once. I ate some human food that they had to make separately since I couldn't consume demon food. Then Lucifer cleared his throat catching all of our attentions.
"Today Asmo suggested we participate in a human custom," Lucifer started looking over everyone, his eyes landing on me. "We shall all participate with no complaints," Lucifer glared at Levi and Mammon. Both of them groaned but didn't do anything to make Lucifer angry.
"Um, what custom?" I asked with curiosity.
"Truth and dare," Asmo said excitedly with mischievous intent.
They made me explain the game since I knew more about this game than Asmo did. Then we all sat in a circle in the living room with me starting the game.
"Uh, Mammon truth or dare?" I asked feeling incredibly awkward about the entire situation.
He grumbled to himself a bit before saying dare.
"I dare you to uh," I started not really knowing what I wanted to make him do. "I dare you to give me Goldie for an hour." After a few rounds, a dare for you stood out from the rest.
"(Y/n) I dare you to dress as a maid and visit Solomon," Asmodeus said with a wicked grin.
Flashback Over~
A sigh leaving my lips I knocked on the door feeling my worries overcome my entire being. What if no one is home and I just look like an idiot. I mean I kinda already do wearing this outfit. What if Solomon laughs and makes fun of me...wait he teases me all the time. Oh god please smite me right this second.
I was snapped out of my thoughts hearing the door open. Simeon stood in front of looking surprised.
"Hello (y/n), what are you doing here?" He asked with a warm smile.
"I-I'm here to see S-Solomon," I stuttered praying to God that he wasn't there.
"Oh, he's in the living room, follow me!" With a blinding smile he then lead me to the living room. I started to fidget with the short skirt that reached mid thigh. Jeeze I hate this, I felt like I was too under dressed. As we got to the living room Simeon smiled at me and left me alone with Solomon. He didn't even notice me in the room as he was reading a book. Maybe I could leave since I am technically visiting him. Yet before I could freak out anymore he looked up and saw me.
I barely noticed the pink tint that covered his cheeks. He looked like he was caught off guard and coughed into his hand regaining composure. I on the other hand probably looked like a tomato. I looked of to the side not wanting him to see how flustered I felt.
"Well this is unexpected," I heard him mumble under his breath. Feeling an overwhelming wave of fear I turned around ready to run all the way back to my room and cry, only to feel a hand on my shoulder stopping me before I could take a step. "Last I checked it wasn't Halloween today," He said, I could practically hear his smirk.
"W-well it was a dare from Asmo so I'll be taking my leave now," I told him. "I really want to change."
"But why did you come here?" Solomon asked turning me back around to face him once more. "Did you want to show off?" Bro why is there so much sexual tension? I didn't think that he'd like me in any way.
"No it was apart of the dare," I groaned out, you could practically see anime tears run down my face. "The dare was to dress as a maid and visit you."
Then Solomon took off his hoodie making me a whole new level of flustered. Dirty thoughts ran through my head and I covered my flushed face with my hands. I heard him chuckle and I peaked through my fingers to see a sly smile.
"I know this won't cover much, but we don't want any pervs to stare at you do we," Solomon said handing me his navy blue hoodie. I didn't expect that, normally Solomon would just tease and slightly make fun of me yet right now he seemed to be showing me a slightly soft side. I silently put it on without any argument. I felt way more comfortable now that I was at least slightly covered up, sadly my legs were still on full display. It also helped that the hoodie was big on me and smelled of him, it was nice. Too bad he'll never get it back.
"I s-should go back now," I stuttered still not able to make eye contact. "Thanks for everything, it was nice seeing you." With that I tried to escape the room AGAIN. Luckily he didn't stop me but I did hear what he muttered as I exited the room.
Summary: Solomon finally catches onto how you feel about him.
You had waited your entire career for this moment. Not only did you make it to WWE – regardless of it being on developmental territory, you’d still made it – but to win the NXT Divas Championship? That was surreal. You caught the attention of more than a few superstars tonight, but there was one in particular; Solomon Crowe. For as long as you could remember, even going back to your Indy days, you had a thing for him, and you thought it was finally time to do something about it. A few of you were going out tonight, and you had every intention of hinting to him when you were out.
You were dressed to kill, maybe a little too overdressed, but it didn’t matter. You were turning heads, that’s all you cared about. You were standing at the bar with a few of the girls, and the alcohol was beginning to hit you hard. You were feeling a lot more confident in yourself than you usually would, and you spotted Solomon standing alone from across the room. Seeing an open opportunity, you patted the girls on the shoulder, taking your drink in hand and swayed your way over to him.
“Hey there.” You smirked, taking another swig of your drink.
“How’re ya doing, (Y/N)?” He smirked back at you.
“Aren’t you gonna congratulate me?” You placed a hand on your hip and quirked a brow at him.
“Oh, shit, yeah! Congratulations, champ.” He leaned in for a hug, and you wrapped your free arm around him.
“Means a lot coming from you.” You winked as you slowly released him. You purposely let your hand linger on his arm for a moment.
“Yeah? Why’s that?” He wetted his lips, and you were unaware that you were staring and licking your own lips.
“How about I just show you rather than tell you?” You smirked, pressing yourself on your tiptoes.
The gap closed between you both and your lips connected, tasting the alcohol on his breath as the kiss deepened and his lower lip slid against yours. You granted him access and he placed his hands on your hips, flipping you around and he held you against the wall, hands roaming over every contour of your body. You gasped lightly and groaned when he copped a feel of your ass, pulling back and trailing strings of hot kisses down your neck. Your hands rested on the nape of his neck, encouraging him to continue, but you knew it was going to get out of hand if he kept using his mouth like this.
“People are starting to stare.” You chuckled lightly.
“Really?” He pulled back and paused for a second.
“I never told you to stop,” You purred, grabbing his hands and placing them back on your waist, “Let ‘em stare.”
