I Think I’m Having Another Episode So Don’t Be Surprised If You See My Tits On Twitter.com

Thinking about..

You’re the wife of a high ranking demon in the devildom. Your husband meets up with a couple friends to play some poker. And like clockwork comes the avatar of greed, Mammon. He plays with the sinister smirk he always has, somehow managing to drain the bank account of everyone but your husband. Your husband scoffs and says Mammon is merely lucky today, he’ll get what’s coming to him. When your husband finally sits down for his turn, Mammon laughs and looks in your direction, golden eyes sparkling with temptation.

“Why don’t we make this more interesting? If I win this next game, you let me fuck your wife.”

And confident as always, your husband replies in agreement. Your brain says you should protest but the ache in your thighs says to watch it play out. And so, you stay silent.

Easily, Mammon beats your husband at his own game. And just as easily does he fuck your brains out right there on the poker table in front of your husband, ruining your pussy for all other cocks and leaving you wanting more.

(Just for reference, this idea is not up for grabs, I plan to use it so please don’t write something based off it :’) )

:(

I just found out I’ve been pronouncing Diavolos name wrong for years

Mc being so busy commanding the seven brothers that they forget that they can be commanded too.

Satan and Lucifer fight? You resolve it. Beel getting too hungry and destroying the castle? You resolve it. Mammon and Levi arguing over owed money? You resolve it. You run a tight ship and you’re the boss over those demons in every little way imaginable. Every demon and angel you have met has bowed to your command and let you have control and be the peacemaker.

So when you get too stressed and begin to yell, all seven brothers looking at you in astonishment, nobody knows what to do. Except for the one person you cannot tame.

You feel a hand grip the back of your neck. It’s strong but gentle and you feel your breath hitch in your throat. The person behind you leans in and demands… “Behave”

And suddenly you’re quiet. Docile. Solomons voice calming your mind without a single spell. He smiles at the group as you close your eyes from the embarrassment.

"We’ll be seeing you later, you can resolve this amongst yourselves. Me and MC have some business to attend to at Coctyus Hall…”

(Psst- if you’re seeing this, a full version is coming soon )

LIFE IS UNFAIRRRRRR

The URGE to say and do unspeakable things to this man 😤