A few minutes into the fitting, your arms were starting to get tired from holding them up. Asmo, noticing the shaking of your arms, chimed and announced it was break time.

The two of you sat down for some tea and treats provided by Barbatos, and began to chat.

"Ugh, Belphie, Beel, Satan, and Levi all want me to help them with fitting their outfits. I love what I do, trust me. But I need to draw a line, before I start forming lines on my forehead!"

You mainly smiled and nodded throughout Asmo's little rants and raves on various topics. Although, you felt yourself start to dissociate about 5 minutes in.

Until you felt another poke to your side, making you jump.

"Are you even paying attention to my beautiful voice?" Asmo pouted.

You rubbed your side, grumbling. "Yes, I am."

The demon huffed. "First the wiggling, and now the spacing out. It's like you're trying to get punished." He grinned at you as he said that last bit.

You blinked. "Punished?"

Asmo giggled and nodded. "Yep! Naughty humans like you need to be punished... Like this!"

He scooched over until his hip bumped with yours, before wrapping his arms around you.

"Wh- Asmo what are you- ahah- wahahahait nohoho!" What would have been a protest quickly dissolved into giggles when fingers began gently squeezing your sides.

"Coochie coochie coooooo awe you're so adorable!" Asmodeus laughed along with you as he squeezed your side gently with one hand, and skittered his agonisingly long nails over your back and shoulder blades.

"Nooohohoho dohohon't tehease meee!" You squealed and squirmed, kicking your legs giddily.

"But I love the way you blush every time I do!" Asmo grinned.

"Plehehehease- I'm SOHORRY!!" You cried Asmo's delicate fingers darted all around your body, keeping you on your toes.

Then, as quickly as it started, the tickling stopped.

As you caught your breath, Asmodeus guided your chin to face him, a smile on his face. "I wasn't actually trying to punish you. I just wanted to hear your cute laugh."

You rolled your eyes, smiling back. "I suppose I don't have a choice but to forgive that face of yours."

Asmo nodded, grinning. "Yeah, you really don't. I'm much too beautiful to not be forgiven. Although, if you want me to punish you for real, I can always arrange it, hun!" He winked.

You quickly stood up, your cheeks warm. "Break time's over now. Let's get this fitting done."

Here you were, sitting in the fourth strongest demon's room, reading one of his favourite series with him beside him on his own bed, exchanging smiles and laughs from the wonderous series, the silence was long yet sweet, the two of you comfortable in the silent embrace of eachother.

Before long, you could feel that Satan was falling asleep, having the book be left astray halfway through the chapter, you couldn't possibly let him doze off now!

You nudged him, trying to at least bother him a bit before doing anything else, "Psst, Satan, can we finish this last bit before you go to sleep?" You asked with a gentle tone, you thought he was completely out before you saw that face. He was acting like he was asleep to get you to soften up even more, how dare he! You then puffed and threw a pillow on his head, but no, he stayed stuck that way.

"C'mon, just this last bit you.. you.. argh!" You splayed yourself on the bed, annoyingly poking his side, you immediately worried as you saw him flinch, "Oh my, are you hurt? I'm so sorry if- so.." You paused, you saw the slightest strained smile that tugged on his face.

"Oh no, did I just find out that you-"

"Don't say it."

"Are.."

"Don't. Say. It."

"Ticklish?"

"Damn you." He muttered, catching the hand you dared to try and poke him with, "Don't even try." He smirked, but that didn't stop you, no, you used the other hand to scribble against his hip, making him quiver and squirm, messing the beds covers.

"Hey, hold still! You're making a mess!" You chuckled at his whine, "I'm tryhihihing!" He tried to suppress his giggles, only for them to spill faster once you used your now free hand to trace circles on the side of his neck. There was something different to him when it was just the two of you, he wasn't so tense, he was laughing freely without restricting himself so much.

It was late at night when it first happened. You were in Levi’s room playing a racing game that seemed to mirror Mario kart in the human realm, both of you Criss cross on his floor in front of the TV and well, to put it lightly, he was destroying you at this game.

“Leviiiii!” You whined as you lost yet ANOTHER match to him. “This isn’t fair, you know this game way better than me!” It was technically true, even having the same controls as Mario Kart this game was completely different than that of the human realm.

“Maybe if you spent more time practicing instead of all out and about with my brothers, you’d be better!” He shot right back at you. Oh, this little punk.

“Why you little- “You were about to fire back at him before an idea came to mind. A wicked little grin pulled at the edges of your lips as you turned to face him. “Levi.”

You felt a slight prickling at the pact mark he’d left on your inner arm, but payed it no mind, surely it was normal to have some feeling in it when ordering them around.

“Oh my gosh are you serious??” He looked nearly dumbfounded as he saw the mark begin to glow. “You’re using the pact for this??”

“Let me wi- “You were swiftly cut off as you felt an almost electric feeling over your pact mark. It tickled. What the hell??

“Yes MC? Go on.” He looked over at you, waiting for the command to set in. Part of you wanted to smile at the tone he was using at you, glad that he’d grown comfortable enough to banter like this with you. But that part of you was buried beneath the absolute confusion of what was happening with your pact mark, not to mention the fact that, oh yeah, you were getting

“Let me wihi- “Your hand flew to your mouth as the feeling grew as you tried to speak again, letting a giggle slip from your lips on accident. What the hell was happening??? “F-fohorget it- “

“What’s got you all giggling all of the sudden-?” He asked, setting off the controller to the side. Luckily for you, the feeling in your arm had ceased when you dropped the order.

“Nothing, I just thought of something funny, that’s all.” Possibly the worst lie you’ve ever come up with? Yes. But did it somehow manage to convince Levi (or at least make him drop the subject)? Somehow, yes! “C’mon, lets just start another round, maybe I’ll let you win this time.”

The second instance happened when you were with Mammon, in his bedroom, snuggled up next to him under his covers. It was nice and warm there.

“I’m hungry” you whined suddenly, rolling out of his grasp and laying on your side to view him.

“‘dunno why you’re tellin’ me, go get’cherself somethin’ to eat.”

“I don’t wanna get up.”

“Tough luck.” You groaned as you fell back onto your back on his mattress, crossing your arms.

“Will you pleaseee get me food?” you turned back to him with your best possible pleading eyes in full effect. But much to your dismay, he wasn’t looking. “Pleeease?”

“Get it yourself.” He rolled his eyes, scrolling though posts on his D.D.D. “I’m not your servant.”

Those words gave you an idea. You smirked as you sat up, looking down at the tan skinned demon. He recognized that look immediately. “Mc- “

“Mammo- AH-!” A shrill squeal escaped your lips, arms shooting down to cover the pact mark that wrapped around your ribs and waist, curling up as that electric sensation pricked and prodded at the mark. It was happening again. “Sh-ShiHit!” Your hand flew to your mouth to muffle the noises, composing yourself enough to call out a simple “Forget it!”

As the electric sensation ceased, you rubbed your palm at the mark to get rid of the residual feeling, being left to face a very confused mammon. “…what was that about?”

“Uh- a-ah- nothing?” You smiled. You knew he wouldn’t believe it. You could practically feel his grin burning into you. “Seriously, it was nothing!”

“Mc….” You could feel him slowly getting close to you.

“I have to go!” You exclaimed in a squeaky tone, rolling out from under the covers and onto the floor, falling but quickly standing up. “I have to go ask lucifer something! I’ll be back!”

“LUCIFER!” You called, stomping your feet up the stairs to the eldest brother’s bedroom, knocking quite loudly on his bedroom door. “Open up!”

“Mc what on earth is the problem?” You heard him speak as he opened the door, looking quite annoyed.

“Why do m- “You paused as a thought entered your mind. You couldn’t tell him that they tickled, imagine what lucifer could do with that information! Oh well, you supposed you’d just have to bend the truth a little. “Why do my pact marks hurt when I give commands all of the sudden? That’s never happened before!”

Lucifer’s expression turned to that of slight surprise, eyebrows raising. “They hurt?”

“Yes, they hurt.”

“Well, that’s odd. I’ve never heard of that pact marks hurting before.” He spoke, stepping aside from his door frame, offering for you to enter. “Come inside, tell me more about it.”

Reluctantly, you nodded as you walked through the door, sitting down at the ottoman at the foot of his bed, watching as he closed the door and made his way over to you.

“So, it hurts when you give orders, lately.” He repeated what you stated, taking a seat at his desk, looking puzzled. “Have most of these orders been in domestic situations, where the order wasn’t specifically needed?”

“I guess they weren’t particularly needed.” You picked at your nails anxiously as he questioned you, kicking your feet lightly. “But they weren’t hurting anyone!”

“I see. Mc, can you do me a favor?” Lucifer asked, looking at you, you could swear he was trying to puzzle out what was going on with you by prodding your brain with his eyes. You felt yourself tense slightly at the request. You didn’t want him to see you like that! You glanced down to the pact mark that spanned from the top of your neck down to your right palm, before reluctantly nodding, sitting up and looking him in the eye, bracing yourself.

“Lucifer.” You looked down at your pact mark as it began to glow blue, but that prickly, tingling feeling didn’t follow. What the hell? “Stand up and sit back down again.” You instructed, not wanting to be mean to the man that was helping you, watching as he did exactly as you told him. “It... it didn’t hurt?”

“I see.” He spoke, clearly intrigued. “I think I know what may be going on.” You could see a barely visible smirk tug at the side of his mouth. “Give me an order you think will make me upset, a ‘play order’ if you will.”

“uh- why?”

“Do you want to get to the bottom of this and find a way to fix it?” He raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms, as you relented, looking him in the eyes again, coming up with an order.

“Lucif- AHA-!” Your hands shot to your mouth to cover it as a loud cackle escaped your lips, quickly releasing the idea of the order, the tingling sensation all around your arm, hand, shoulder, and neck.

“I see what the problem is.” He nodded, smirk more visible now. “Mc, there’s a clause in giving a demon an order, a protective aspect to it. Plenty of demons have been... taken advantage of via order.” He stood up, walking towards you and sitting behind you, which made you tense up. “To prevent that from happening, certain higher-level demons, such as my brothers and I, have a sort of…. Protective spell, if you want to call it that. Any malicious orders will cause a shocking sensation in the mark.”

You felt your eyes shoot wide as you gasped, thinking back on both encounters with Levi and Mammon. They had both been sort of malicious. Your whole body tensed as Lucifer placed his hands on your sides.

“I’m going to go out on a limb here and say that one of your encounters was with mammon, seeing the way you two are.” You giggled a little, practically able to feel the way he rolled his eyes. “And his pact mark is right… here?” You gasped as you felt two fingers on each side pinch at the highest point of the mark on your ribs, both arms shooting down.

“W-wait! What are you doing??”

“The shocks shouldn’t hurt you; I’m making sure you aren’t injured.” He spoke, leaning into your ear. “Unless you lied, but you wouldn’t do that, would you Mc?~” Oh how you wanted to punch him in that moment. He knew exactly what he was doing. You twisted yourself back and forth in his hold as he started to move his pinching fingers up and down your ribs, keeping your mouth shut, trying to keep any squeaks or squeals from escaping. “Is this hurting?”

You shook your head back and forth at the question. You wished you could grab into the bedpost not too far from you, but you were a bit preoccupied with keeping your arms clamped down to your sides, not that it was doing anything to help you anyway, be it that he was already latched onto your ribs, and your sides and your-

“AH NoT THERE!!” You yelled out, unable to stop yourself as you felt him latch onto that spot right above your hip bone with those two awful fingers.

“Does it hurt right here?” He asked, paying more attention to the spot now, kneading his fingers into it.

“NOhO IT doHOESN’T STOHOP- “

You heard lucifer chuckle as he released your hip from his hold, letting you go, watching as you immediately stood up. “So, I assume you know I know you lied.” He raised an eyebrow, finding your flushed face quite adorable. “The pact marks will never hurt you, and I know that, there has never been a case of a pact mark hurting the human its on.” He explained, looking at you. “So next time, save yourself the hassle, and just tell me the truth right off. Yes?”

You huffed and refused to look him in the eye as you crossed your arms. “Fine.”

“Good. Now, onto your consequence for lying...”

💛 Mammon -

MC is done with Mammon's unfair tickle attacks.

"Let's watch a movie MC!"

Ok, but MC is sitting on his single arm chair, not the love seat they usually snuggle on with him.

They have been doing this all week, walking away and ignoring him and Mammon wants it to end.

Mammon pouts and walks over to the arm chair and tries to plop down on them, but they get away and move again.

He keeps pouting and starts asking MC what is wrong.

"You can't just ignore your first man outta no where!"

MC explains that they don't like being tickled all the time.

Mammon understands and promises never to do it again...

But he wants to hear MC laugh and gently brushes their sides making them squeal.

He is going to have to learn the hard way.

🧡 Leviathan -

Leviathan's tickle cheating days are over.

Leviathan sits on a little futon while MC chose to sit in his gaming chair.

He left it alone, because maybe they just think it is comfy, but then he notices that they keep moving away from him whenever he get close.

The whole week they do this whenever the two of them play games.

"You know you don't have to stay here if you don't want to... I can tell that you hate being around me. You won't even get near me!"

This boy forgets about his evil tickles and thinks MC thinks he is a gross Otaku and they just realized it now.

MC then has to reassure him that they do care about him, but they are punishing him.

It is a long back and forth of MC telling Levi it isn't about him as a person, and Levi being sad that MC would punish him in the first place.

"I promise I will stop, just please don't ignore me like that again"

He is crying as he speaks.

MC is also crying.

It is all a very emotional moment.

Instead of tickle cheating. MC now sits in Levi's lap while they play two player games so they can snuggle. (Levi loves this, but is super awkward and embarrassed the whole time)

💚 Satan -

MC doesn't want to play Satan's little game when they always lose!

So when Satan asked them to sit next to him at a Council meeting, MC switched places with Belphie.

Well maybe they just wanted to talk to Beel... but then they keep doing it for every council meeting!

Satan was appalled. How dare MC not oblige his little game?

"I thought you always sit next to me at meetings MC?"

MC then lays it out to him. They don't enjoy being distracted and embarrassed the whole meeting and him just smirking.

He mentions that they could poke him back, but they finally state that he isn't even ticklish so why try.

"Actually I am ticklish. How about to make it fair, you meet me in the library tonight and I will personally show you every place I am ticklish."

MC definitely goes and now the game is really on!

💖 Asmodeus -

Asmo will not give MC a break with the tickle fights, and they are done.

One day Asmo, MC and Mammon are walking through the mall. MC can see by the look in Asmo's eyes, what he is about to do.

He then lunges forward trying to grasp MC in a tickle fight, only to have them step behind Mammon.

For a whole week MC puts someone between them and Asmo and he is starting to get frustrated.

They won't even let him have a hug for goodness sake!

"MC! I need to squish your adorable face!"

He waits out and watches MC go into their room to study by themselves.

He quietly sneaks in before pouncing on them in a hug.

"I get it if you don't want to be tickled, but please stop ignoring me! I would die if you stopped hugging me!"

The pair cuddle to make up for the traumatic week Asmo has endured.

❤ Beelzebub -

Keeps accidently tickling MC and MC has had enough.

This was all really a miscommunication.

MC still keeps some distance from Beel and he follows like a lost puppy.

"What did I do wrong, MC?"

They tell him about how they don't want to be tickled.

"OK. I didn't mean to. I'm sorry."

Beel really just wants to make MC happy so he won't even try to tickle them after that.

💜 Belphegor -

MC just wants a peaceful sleep with out Belphie attacking their sides.

Now when Belphie asks MC to nap with him, MC sleeps in Beels bed and makes him sleep in his own.

He is not happy with no cuddles.

He tries to wait until they go to sleep to sneak up and cuddle them, but they are always awake and get away from him.

This goes on for a week before he speaks up.

"MC, why are you doing this?"

He is very frustrated. MC explains that they are done with his sleeping tickle attacks.

"Well I can't help it if I am asleep."

Then MC says that they will just stop taking naps with him all together and he gives in.

"Hey, at least share a little," Solomon scooped you out of Simeon's arms and proceeded to place you in his own only to start tickling your sides again, making you squirm and laugh some more. Solomon used a mixture of rough and light touches that kept you on edge, not knowing what to expect. "AEEhehehaha Sohohohohol!"

You huffed and nuzzled your face into his shoulder and made an "mmph" sound. "Not my fault you're so cute."

"You're cuter," Solomon responded casually.

"Nooooo," you wrapped your arms sleepily around him in protest.

The sorcerer placed a kiss on your head. "It's true."

"Absolutely not. Your face is the cutest in the three realms, especially when you smile..."

You grinned as you began to tickle his sides. With your arms already wrapped around him, you already had access to his torso.

You instantly felt Solomon's body react, quickly followed by his soft laughter.

"Hehehehey wahahahait" Solomon squirmed and half-heartedly tried to pry your hands off his sides.

"Wait for what?" You blinked at him with innocent eyes as the nimble fingers spidering over his midsection gained in speed.

"Nahahahahahah!" He threw his head back, a pink blush began to spread across his features.

Your eyes widened slightly at the sight before you. The way Solomon's eyes squeezed shut as he laughed, his giddy grin, and his bright laughter. It was all... So beautiful.

Your mind snapped back into reality when you felt a hand grab your wrist.

"Oh, you're in for it now," Solomon smirked, though his cheeks flushed and his hair had become disheveled.

"Sol, w-wait just a momen- AHAhahahahahaha nohohohoho," you dissolved into hopeless giggles as Solomon stretched your arm with the hand grabbing your wrist, and began to prod and pinch your exposed ribs and tummy with his free hand.

"EEHEHeheahahahahahaha Sohohohohol!" You squealed as Solomon moved his tickly fingers up to your outstretched underarm.

"Yes? What is it?" Solomon smirked as his fingers continued their work, "Is something wrong, love?"

"StAhahahahahahap! Yohohou're sohoho mEHEheahahan!"

Slowly, the tickles ceased. As you caught your breath, you felt Solomon's arms wrap around you, his own breathing gently tickled your ear.

"I didn't push you too far, did I?" The sorcerer murmured as he ran his fingers through your hair.

You shook your head. "Mm-mm. Actually..." You felt your face heat up from what you were about to say.

"Hm?" Solomon stopped stoking your head to give you his full attention.

"I wouldn't mind if.. you kept going..." You tucked your blushing face into his chest.

"Oh really? You are just too adorable... Of course." As Solomon spoke, you could've sworn that you could hear him smiling.

With his arms still wrapped around you, Solomon began to gently run his fingers up and down your sides, barely touching you.

"Mmpfeheheh," you squirmed slightly in Solomon's grip, your giggles slightly muffled from your face in his chest.

"I wish we could stay like this forever," Solomon whispered quietly, almost to the point of being inaudible. Before you could ask what he said, the tickling finger picked up their pace, making your giggles louder.

Your giggles grew to full laughter as the sorcerer began to scratch and trace your shoulder blades and neck.

"EEHEHEhehaha nOhohohOHOHO" You cackled and writhed in his grip.

"Hey now," Solomon teased, "you asked for this. Hold still."

"Mmmfehehehhahaha!" You tried to keep still, but your body was moving on its own.

You twisted and turned, soon to find your upper half hanging off the edge of the bed.

"Woah, careful-" Solomon's words were too late. You fell to the floor with a thump.

"Oof.." You groaned.

You saw Solomon's face peek over the bed to look at your defeated form.

"Well that was unexpected," Solomon smiled down at you, "are you alright?"

Whilst having an existential crisis on the floor, Solomon got down and joined you on the floor. You began to feel the fatigue catch up with you.

"Mmmm sleepyyy," you muttered as you rested your head on Solomon's shoulder.

The sorcerer chuckled. "It is late. Let's get to bed shall we?"

"Mmmmm" you felt yourself begin to slip away into a peaceful sleep.