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I had just finished working yet another casual shift at Hell's Kitchen just to earn some extra Grimm. One of the things I struggled with getting used to the most since I started living in the Devildom was working jobs and earning Grimm.
Unlike the human world, you don't really get bound to any job by contract down here. It really seems like you can just come and go as you please and work however many shifts at whatever places you like that are looking for help. Because I swear to Diavolo, that every time I go somewhere to work a shift, the people and beings working there seem different almost every time. It's so weird. I guess they just don't really do commitment very well down here in the Devildom.
It was getting late, and I was getting dangerously close to breaking Lucifer's curfew for getting back to the House of Lamentation. I had to find my way back to the bus stop to catch the bus I'd taken to get here.
Well, I guess they weren't technically buses. Most people in the Devildom called them 'Hell's Carriages', but come on. They were buses. I've seen them before. They look like buses, they sound like buses, and they work like buses. They're fucking buses.
I thought I knew the way back to the bus stop from Hell's Kitchen. I really thought I did. I mean, I've been living in the Devildom for a few months now...so surely by now, I should know my way around, right?
Wrong.
I had been walking for about fifteen minutes when I realized that I suddenly didn't recognize the environment around me. Everything was so dimly lit, I could barely even see twenty feet in front of me. But from what I could make of the shadowy surroundings, it looked like some sort of district.
A really, really rough-looking district.
The narrow streets were lined with various buildings and structures that seemed to be obscurely promoted with worn-out, faded, and broken signs. They were all so shabby that I couldn't even make out which buildings were for what.
I had no idea where I was, and it definitely didn't look like the right place to accidentally take a wrong turn into. There was an uneasy shifting inside my stomach. I had a very strong gut feeling that someone like me wouldn't be able to stay safe in an area like this for very long.
Shit. I gotta figure out where the hell I am, and how to get back to the bus stop.
I turned around to start heading back the way I came. Until all of a sudden, the sounds of low, ominous footsteps and twigs cracking beneath shoes filled my ears and made my breath hitch. I stopped in my tracks and was suddenly unable to move.
"Well, well, well," three sinister-looking figures slowly emerged from the shadows behind me, "what have we got here, eh?"
"Taken a wrong turn, have we darlin'?" Another menacing voice chimed in, "You don't look like you belong here."
Stunned, I cautiously turned around in the direction of the voices to anxiously face whoever was addressing me.
Demons. Three of them. They seemed low-level, or maybe no better than mid-level demons. Nowhere near as powerful as Lucifer and his brothers. But that didn't matter.
Especially since there were three, I was undoubtedly no match for them if this turned ugly.
"Can..." I swallowed the lump in my throat and tried to sound brave, "C-Can I help you..?"
"Wait, I know your face," the demon at the front of the trio spoke up once more, "you're that human girl from Lord Dick-a-volo's exchange program, aren't you?"
My eyes widened. How the fuck could he possibly know that?
"News spreads fast around these parts," he continued - almost as if he were reading my mind, "we've heard the stories. About the human girl who was invited to live with Lucifer and his brothers, got them all pussy-whipped within months and made pacts with all seven of them."
"They lavish you with gifts and all the attention you could possibly want," another one of the trio spoke, "you must be so spoiled and pampered up at that House of Lamentation. What a lucky find for us."
"You must have a whole bunch of priceless items just dangling from your body," the third member of the group added, "got anything to share with us?"
"I..." My stomach was heavy with anxiety and fear, and my hands were beginning to shake as I forced myself to speak to them, "I-I'm sorry...b-but I really have to go-"
"Not so fast, darlin'," the first demon held out his hand, and my entire body suddenly froze, "we wanna see what you got on you."
"W-Wait..." I tried to hold my hands out to shield myself from any possible attacks, but I was completely locked in place. I couldn't move a muscle.
Magic...
"Is it true that Lucifer gave you a brooch containing a midnight stone?" The second demon asked, "That'd snatch up a good price. Do you have it with you now? If you do, you'd best hand it over. To avoid getting hurt."
"Stop!" Pleading with them seemed to be the final and only thing I could do, "P-Please don't do this!"
"(Y/N)?!" An alarmed but familiar voice suddenly echoed from within the shadows.
A white-haired demon with tanned skin, a brown and white jacket and orange sunglasses perched on his head suddenly came sprinting out of the darkness to come to my rescue, and my eyes immediately widened.
It was Mammon, my Devildom guardian and my best friend. I had absolutely no idea what the hell he was doing here, but you can bet your ass that I was so fucking happy to see him.
"Oi! Whadda ya think you're doin'?!" Mammon finally reached me and stood in front of my frozen body protectively, "What’re ya pickin' on this human for?! You know damn well she can't fight ya back! Ya ain't bein' fair!"
"Mammon. What a surprise to see you in Tartarus. Again," the first demon's voice was thick with sarcasm as he rolled his eyes at the Avatar of Greed, "look, we're just doing the same as you. We're looking to make a quick buck. This human could have a lot of valuables on her."
"You fuckin' dumbass!" Mammon glared at him, "She's got a Hell's Kitchen waitress uniform on! She's obviously been workin'! Who the hell do ya know who actually takes their valuables to work, huh?!"
"We aren't leaving without something good, Mammon. You know what it's like around here, right? Surely you understand."
"Alright, alright, fine! Look at this."
Mammon carefully pulled a small brown drawstring bag out of his pocket and shook it at the three demons. It was heavy with coins.
"Ya hear that?" He questioned them.
"What is that, Mammon?" The leader demon asked.
"It's my winnings from the last game I played. If ya let me take my human and go, I'll give it to ya. All of it," he shook the bag again, "fair deal, right? We're square, yeah?"
The demon thought about it in silence for several moments.
"How much Grimm is in the bag, Mammon?"
"You'll just have to take it and find out! Luck of the draw, ya know? How fun is that? So, will ya let us go?"
The demon's face hardened, and he immediately shook his head.
"Sorry, Mammon. No deal."
"Oh, come on!" Mammon let out an irritated sigh as he tucked the bag of Grimm back into his pocket, "Ya coulda made it easy for yourself by just takin' the bag. Now I gotta stop playin' nice."
When he was met with silence from the demons, Mammon scowled as his thin but sharp horns suddenly burst through his snowy hair. His skeletal, bat-like wings erupted from his back as his clothes transformed into the black leather pants, boots, and cropped motorcycle jacket with belts that made up his demon attire. The stark white birthmarks on his body almost glowed in the dark as the motorcycle jacket exposed his sculpted chest.
"Now, how about ya scram before I do something I'll regret?" Mammon glared at the three demons who were now starting to cower before his demon form, "And stop usin' that lame spell on my human, dumbass."
I felt my limbs starting to soften as the trio slowly began to back away. Within moments, they were turning around and running away from Mammon, who started chuckling to himself as he reverted back to his usual form.
"That's right! Never underestimate The Great Mammon, assholes!" He said with a triumphant laugh.
As I shook out my stiff limbs, I found myself feeling slightly disappointed at how quickly Mammon's demon form had come and gone. Mammon has always been hot as fuck, but his demon form was something else. His demon form did things to me.
All the same, I was exceedingly grateful to Mammon for saving me from the three troublesome demons. I had no idea what the hell I would've even done if he didn't happen to show up. And that was why, before I could even stop myself, I'd run up to Mammon and thrown my arms around him so that I could hug him tight.
"Wha-?!" Mammon's body went rigid with shock as I buried my face into his shirt, "Hey...(Y/N), w-what the hell are ya huggin' me for..?!"
"Thank you," my voice was muffled as I refused to lift my head from his chest, "thank you for saving me, Mammon. No matter what happens to me, you always seem to be there...protecting me..."
"Aww..." Mammon let out a nervous but warm chuckle as his body softened and his arms draped themselves around my shoulders, "don't worry your pretty lil' head about it, darlin'. I'm your guardian. It's my job to look after ya."
"What would I do without you, Mammon?" I finally looked up at him and smiled.
Mammon grinned at me. "Hehe, ya probably woulda died a long time ago without THE Mammon to protect ya."
I giggled. "Probably."
"What're ya doin' here anyway, (Y/N)?" He asked me as we pulled away, "Tartarus is the scummiest place in the Devildom, and it's dangerous. Obviously I can protect myself, so it ain't a big deal if I come down here. But you shouldn't be comin' down here at all, darlin', let alone by yourself."
"I got lost trying to find the bus stop so that I could take the bus back to RAD," I blushed a little from mild embarrassment, "I guess I took a wrong turn somewhere. I got too paranoid about breaking Lucifer's curfew."
"Ya got lost? You silly little human!" Mammon started laughing, "And why do you keep callin' 'em buses? They're called Hell's Carriages, ya dummy."
"Nope," I shook my head, "I'm from the human world, Mammoney. And in the human world, they're fucking buses."
"Whatever. You humans have weird names for things," Mammon huffed and crossed his arms.
"What were you doing here then, Mammon?" I gave him a knowing look and smiled at him, "Tartarus doesn't seem very much like a place for a Student Council Officer to hang out, either."
"Oi, shaddup! You're startin' to sound like Lucifer!" Mammon narrowed his eyes at me, "Tartarus is a shithole, and the casinos are crap, but the poker games are great. There's always at least one rich asshole hiding out here tryna gamble all his money away 'cause he ain't got nothin' better to do. Jackpots are always massive."
I had to giggle a little bit. "Classic Avatar of Greed."
"It was worth it!" He insisted, "Ya know that bag of Grimm I showed those dumbasses? That ain't even half the winnings! I'll show ya how much I won when we get back home," he told me with a bright smile.
"Well, we'd better do it fast," I anxiously bit my lip and checked the time on my D.D.D, "curfew's coming up real quick."
"Not to worry, darlin'! I got my baby Demonio parked not too far away. I'll take ya home."
"You took your Demonio to a place like Tartarus?" My eyes widened, "That's very bold of you, Mammon."
"I used my magic to make it look like a piece of shit. My baby will be fine," Mammon promised with a smile, "come on, (Y/N). Let's go home."
**********
Mammon was relieved to know he had made it in time to save (Y/N) from the pathetically low-levelled little shits.
When he was just about to leave the casino in Tartarus that night, he suddenly felt a pang in his chest that he couldn't shake off. His pact with (Y/N) had alerted him that she was nearby and in danger, and he charged out of the casino to save her before anyone could look twice.
He was worried that she'd still be too far away for him to save her before anything bad happened to her. But luckily, as soon as he left the casino, he could hear her frightened voice just a few feet away, and followed the sound of it to find her in the street - cornered by the three scumbags. It had made Mammon livid. Anyone who dared to hurt his beloved human deserved to die painful deaths. Those guys got lucky when he spared their lives.
He would do anything for her.
He was almost convinced she was secretly a succubus at first, because it was unreal how hard he had fallen for this human in such a short amount of time. He was crazy about her, and he wanted to be with her more than anything. As the Avatar of Greed, Mammon loved possessing valuable treasures. And this human was the most precious treasure of them all.
He was getting perilously close to loving her more than fortune itself. If he lost all his possessions in a day, he wouldn't give a damn if it meant that (Y/N) would still be by his side.
But how could he compete with his brothers? He knew they were obsessed with her, too. Even Lucifer, the most hard-hearted of them all, had a soft spot for her. That's why they all showered her with gifts and affection all the time.
Mammon always did everything he could to make sure his gifts were the best, even if it cost him every last Grimm in his credit card. But when Lucifer gifted her that brooch embedded with a midnight stone at Lord Diavolo's party a while back, his heart sank. He saw the look on (Y/N)'s face when Lucifer gave it to her - she was over the moon. Even now, Mammon still didn't know how to top that one.
He would do anything in his power to win her heart over his brothers. But how could he, when he was so atrociously bad at expressing his feelings? Lucifer was such a smooth talker that he could make anyone fall to their knees for him in the blink of an eye. Mammon wasn't like that. Most of the time, his feelings for (Y/N) made him so flustered that he almost always ended up treating her like she was nothing but a pain in the ass.
He knew her time in the Devildom was running short - she had less than six months left. And that was why he wanted to spend every moment of it right by her side, to make the most of his limited time with her. He knew it would break his heart to let her go.
If only she knew how much he loved her.
And Mammon would dare to wonder if she could possibly love him back.
**********
Unfortunately, no matter how fast Mammon tried to drive us home in his Demonio, we still didn't make it in time for curfew. We were five minutes late. Which might not necessarily be a big deal to anyone else, but to Lucifer...
Yikes.
We're gonna be hung from the ceiling for sure if he finds out.
There were basically two levels to Mammon's room at the House of Lamentation. It was very similar to a loft apartment, and he had converted the upper level to work as a garage and parking space for his Demonio. So, since he was able to park the car in his room, we thankfully didn’t have to worry about sneaking back through the house this late in the evening, and risk running into Lucifer.
Mammon was holding onto my arm as he quietly led me down the metal staircase leading towards the lower floor of his room. But as we made it to the bottom of the stairs, a soft click echoed in the space as somebody suddenly switched on one of Mammon's lamps - filling the room with a dim light and forcing us to stop in our tracks. And as soon as I realized who it was, my eyes immediately widened.
Lucifer had been sitting on one of the sofas, waiting for us to arrive. His arms and legs were crossed, and the look on his face was stern. I had to nervously gulp.
Shit! We're screwed!
"(Y/N). Mammon," he spoke up with slightly narrowed eyes, "the two of you failed to return in time for curfew."
"Hey, hey, hey! Hold on, now! We can explain, Lucifer, promise!" Mammon said right away.
Lucifer rose an eyebrow at both of us before leaning back into the seat, looking at us expectantly.
"Well? I'm listening."
"Okay, look," Mammon spoke up right away, "ya see, (Y/N) was working a late shift at Hell's Kitchen. She woulda made it back before me, but she took a wrong turn while tryna find a Hell's Carriage ride back to RAD."
"Three random demons found me and tried to rob me," I immediately corroborated Mammon's story, "Mammon found me and scared them off. Then he took me home. But because I ended up in the wrong place, the ride home took a little while."
"And where exactly was this 'wrong place'?" Lucifer bore his eyes into those of his younger brother, "Mammon? Where were you?"
I heard Mammon gulp.
"Uh...I was in, uh..." he scratched the back of his neck and chuckled nervously, "...I might or might not've been down in, uh...Tartarus?"
"Tartarus?" Lucifer's eyes immediately narrowed, "Mammon, what the hell were you doing in Tartarus?"
"Nothin'!" He retorted, "I was just playin' a little poker, is all!"
"Mammon..." Lucifer began threateningly.
"I-I won!" Mammon said quickly, "I won somethin'! I won big! So don't come at me, okay?! And besides, if I wasn't in Tartarus, I wouldn't have been there when those scumbags came and tried to rob (Y/N)!"
"I-It's true!" I was terrified of standing up to Lucifer, but I desperately wanted to defend Mammon, "He saved me, Lucifer, really!"
Lucifer huffed and continued to glower at Mammon for a few moments before his face slowly started to soften as he turned to face me.
"I confess our pact had also alerted me that you were in danger earlier this evening, (Y/N)," he finally spoke up, "in fact, when I sensed it, I was prepared to go out and look for you myself. But the uneasy feeling within me disappeared a few minutes later...and considering that you've made pacts with all of us, I figured that somebody had already beaten me to it."
"Yeah, well, that somebody was me!" Mammon pointed to himself, "I didn't need ya to come runnin' to save (Y/N)! I did it myself!"
"Yes, I'm aware of that now, Mammon," Lucifer rolled his eyes, "I commend you for protecting (Y/N). You did well."
"Of course I did!" Mammon huffed, "So, can ya like, not string us up from the roof, or do whatever it was you were plannin' to do to us for breakin' curfew? 'Cause it's not like we meant to, ya know!"
Lucifer thought about it for a moment before he finally nodded.
"Very well. I will agree that you can both be excused for breaking curfew tonight," he said, "but see to it that this doesn't happen again."
"Yeah, yeah. Sure thing," Mammon replied quickly, "so, will ya go now, Lucifer? (Y/N)'s probably ready to go back to her room."
Lucifer nodded again and rose to his feet. "I'll go."
"No punishment?" Mammon asked hopefully.
"No punishment," Lucifer concurred, "just this once."
"Aw, thanks, big bro!" Mammon beamed at him as he made his way over to the bedroom door, "You're the best brother ever, ya know!"
Lucifer didn't respond with words. He only rolled his eyes once more at the second eldest - but I did notice a small, amused smile playing at his lips as he opened the door and left the room.
There was silence for a few moments before Mammon finally spoke up again.
"So, (Y/N), wanna count my Grimm with me?" Mammon asked me with a grin, "I'm tellin' ya, darlin', there's so much cash in my pockets right now that it's gonna take me all night to count it all."
I chuckled and shook my head fondly at him. It was nice to see him so happy. I loved seeing this sweet demon smile.
"I'm not great at counting coins, Mammon," I told him.
"Doesn't matter! How about I just show ya how much Grimm it is instead?" He continued to smile at me, "Open up your D.D.D right now and pick out somethin' ya like on Akuzon. I'll bet I can give ya exactly how much ya need to buy it."
I started to smile back at him. "Are you trying to get me to stay in your room, Mammon?"
At my words, Mammon's deep blue eyes widened, his cheeks instantly flushed a deep red, and he immediately turned his head away from me and huffed.
"Shaddup, human! D-Don't get the wrong idea, now!" His cheeks turned even redder, "I ain't tryna do nothin'! Ya can go back to your own room right now for all I care!"
My eyes widened a little as his words startled me. My heart sank a little at how fiercely he'd repelled my flirtation.
Sometimes, it really feels like Mammon cares deeply for me. It even feels as if he might see me as something more than a friend. But every time I try to probe him for answers about his feelings - even just a little bit - he completely shuts me down.
Maybe I should just give up. Maybe he is just trying to make it clear that he really does feel nothing special for me. But he sends me mixed messages all the time, that at this point I have absolutely no idea what actually goes through his head whenever the thought of me crosses his mind.
"Okay..." I lowered my eyes towards the ground, "...I can do that. I guess you'd probably prefer to count your Grimm on your own..." I bit my lip.
"Ngh..." I heard Mammon grumble as I began to turn away, "shit...(Y/N), wait. I'm sorry. That was harsh of me."
As I glanced back at him, I saw that his face was still beet red, and he seemed unable to look me in the eyes.
"I didn't mean it..." he mumbled to me, "...your question just caught me off-guard, is all..."
"Are you sure?" I asked him doubtfully.
Mammon nodded. "If I haven't put ya off from stayin'...we could...I dunno, play a game or watch a movie, or somethin'..."
I smiled and giggled at him a little. I couldn’t help it - he was just so adorable when he got all flustered like this.
"Oi! What're ya laughin' at me for, huh?!" He demanded, "What's so funny?!"
I giggled again. "It's nothing. Come on, then - bring out the Grimm. Show it off to me, if it'll make you happy."
At my words, Mammon instantly blushed again - and I heard him mumble something indistinct before settling into silence for a moment.
"Well...ya know, I know Grimm ain't as excitin' to you as it is to me. If you're stayin', I wouldn't want ya to get bored," he finally started to look up at me again, "you can pick somethin' else for us to do, if ya want..."
At his suggestion, I began to smile as an idea started to swim around in my head.
The truth is, I love him. I'm in love with Mammon. I'm in love with everything about him. I love how gorgeous he is, and how strong he is...but most of all, I love how he's the one who's always been right by my side the entire time I've been at the Devildom.
Don't get me wrong - I know Lucifer and his brothers care about me, and would do anything to keep me safe. But Mammon was different.
From the very first day I set foot in the Devildom, he's always been there. He showed me around the Royal Academy of Diavolo. And whenever we shared a lesson together - particularly if it was a boring one - he'd pass me little notes in class to keep me entertained and let me know that he was thinking about me. He became my first true friend in the Devildom.
And then the pact happened.
Mammon was the first of his brothers to make a pact with me. And when we made that pact...I could physically feel it strengthening our relationship, and our bond with each other. That day, he swore to protect me and keep me safe. And he's done exactly that, every day, for over six months.
With everything he's done for me, and with how close we've become...how could I not fall for him?
For the longest time, all I've been wanting to know is whether or not Mammon felt the same way about me. But he’s such a hard nut to crack that I was never able to figure him out.
But now...this was my chance. This was my chance to finally get at least something out of him.
"Truth or Dare," I told him with a smirk, "I wanna play Truth or Dare."
"Ohh, so it's games, huh?" Mammon started to smirk back at me, "I can play your games, (Y/N). Try me."
"Let's make it interesting, and put a wager on it," I suggested - knowing full well it was a proposition that would definitely pique his interest.
"Now you're speakin' my language, darlin'," Mammon chuckled, "whadda ya got for me?"
"You have to do every single dare, and answer every single truth," I told him, "if you refuse even one truth or dare, I get all of your winnings from the game you played tonight. And I mean all of it. Every last Grimm."
"Ehh?!" Mammon's jaw dropped, "Are ya serious? The whole lot?! D'ya even know how long it took me to win that cash, (Y/N)?!"
"Don't know, don't care. That's my bet," I crossed my arms and smirked again, "are you in or not?"
"Hold on now, (Y/N). Ya know that ain't how bets work," Mammon pointed out, "what do I get if you refuse a truth or a dare, huh?"
My smirk grew. "I won't refuse any."
"Nah, I don't believe ya. I want assurance that I'm gettin' somethin' if ya back out," Mammon stood his ground, "otherwise no deal."
"Alright. Fine," I decided to cave in, "if I back out, I'll give you something really special. But I won't tell you what it is yet."
"Oh, come on now," Mammon tutted and shook his head, "ya really expect me to just go in blind like that? Come on, (Y/N), tell me what you're offerin' me."
"You'll just have to take it and find out. Luck of the draw, you know?" I quoted his words that he used on the three demons from before, "How fun is that?" I smiled at him.
After he realized what I'd said, Mammon immediately smiled back at me and began to chuckle.
"Hehe. I think you're startin' to hang around me too much," he sounded smug at the idea that he might be rubbing off on me, "deal."
We shook hands on it and sat down together on one of his sofas to begin the game.
"Who first?" I asked him.
"Ladies first," he told me with a smile.
"Alright. Truth or dare?"
"Gimme a dare. I wanna start with a gamble."
"How fitting," I chuckled, "how about something easy to warm you up?" I grinned at him, "I dare you to bang your fist on that wall over and over."
I nodded towards the wall that his large projector screen was hanging from, and Mammon's eyes immediately widened.
"Are ya kiddin' me, (Y/N)?! That wall connects to Satan's room!"
"Exactly," I giggled, "you have to bang on it until Satan gets annoyed with you."
"Ya call this easy?! Satan's gonna throw me out the fuckin' window!"
"Oh? Are you backing out already?" I smiled at him, "I'll be happy to take those winnings now if you are."
Mammon quickly shook his head. "Nuh-uh. No way. Not a chance. Ya ain't gettin' your grubby human hands all over my Grimm that easy," he rose to his feet and made his way over to the wall, "watch this. I'll even take it up a notch."
He smirked at me as he closed his fist and started banging it against the wall as loudly as he could. I immediately burst into giggles and had to clap my hands over my mouth to stop myself from laughing harder.
"Oi, bookworm!" Mammon yelled in the direction of the wall which caused an ugly noise to burst out of my mouth, "Still readin'?"
"Mammon?!" Satan's irritated voice came from the other side of the wall, "What the hell are you doing? Stop that!"
"Knock knock, who's there?" Mammon teased him with a grin.
"Don't make me come in there, you moron!" Satan hissed at him before I heard him thump his own fist against the wall in return, "Get away from my wall right this moment before I tear your fucking arms off!"
"Alright, geez. Stop throwin' a tantrum," Mammon finally ceased the noise and chuckled, "lame bookworm."
I couldn't contain myself any further and burst into laughter as Mammon made his way back over to me.
"Oh fuck, that was great!" I was barely able to breathe in between my laughter, "I can't believe you actually did it!"
"Told ya I wouldn't give up my winnings that easy," Mammon chuckled again as he sat back down on the sofa, "what else ya got for me, huh?"
"Isn't it my turn?" I asked him with a giggle.
"Oh, right. Guess I was havin' too much fun," Mammon confessed with a smile, "alright, (Y/N). Truth or dare?"
"I'll do a dare too."
"Oh yeah?" Mammon grinned at me, "I dare ya to stand up in the middle of the room right now, and give me ya best impression of angry Lucifer."
"Huh?" My eyes widened a little, "I can't do that! W-What if he hears me?!"
"Are ya givin' up?" Mammon smirked at me, "Can I claim my secret prize now?"
"No way," I vigorously shook my head.
Not that easily, at least...
"Well, what're ya waitin' for then?” Mammon's smirk grew, "Do it, (Y/N). Imitate Lucifer as loud as ya can."
I stifled a groan and reluctantly rose to my feet. Mammon's eyes followed me as I made my way to the middle of the room. I took a moment to think about all the times I'd seen Lucifer telling off his brothers, and I straightened my back to stand up as tall and proud as I possibly could.
I looked at Mammon, crossed my arms and tried my best to imitate Lucifer's glare, which actually turned out to be...very difficult. As I attempted it, I didn't actually understand how Lucifer could possibly glare at such a gorgeous face.
"MAAMMOOON?" I shouted as loud as I was comfortable with - still slightly paranoid that Lucifer himself would be able to hear me - and Mammon immediately burst into laughter.
His face began turning red - not from blushing for once, but because he could barely control how much he was laughing, and it made me feel all warm inside. I never thought I'd feel so happy knowing that I'd made him laugh this much.
"Oh fuckin' hell, that's perfect! That's fuckin' Lucifer, alright!" Mammon grinned and held a hand to his stomach as he began to calm down, "Nice one, (Y/N)! That was great!"
I felt myself blushing a little as I giggled and sat back down beside him. To be spending time with him and enjoying his company like this, with so many smiles and so much laughter...I was so happy that all I wanted to do was lay in his arms and let him hold me.
And...possibly let him do other things, too...if he wanted it.
"Your turn, Mammon," my voice was softer and more bashful as I spoke to him, "truth or dare?"
"I'll be honest, after what ya made me do just then, I'm a bit scared of your dares right now," Mammon admitted with a chuckle, "I'll do a truth this time."
I instantly smiled. I'd been waiting for this.
"Back in Tartarus, when those demons tried to rob me, you said you'd give them your Grimm winnings if they let me go," I looked up at him, "were you really going to do that, Mammon? For me?"
"Wait, w-what?" Mammon's eyes widened, "That's your truth? S-Seriously?!"
"Mhmm," I nodded and smiled, "that's my truth. And you have to tell the truth."
"O-Of course I wasn't gonna!" He was already blushing again, "Those were my winnings, and there was no way in Hell I was gonna let a bunch'a scummy low-levels take 'em from me!"
"Are you sure?" My smile grew.
"I was bluffin', (Y/N)," Mammon insisted, "I'm a gambler. D'ya remember what gamblers do? They bluff."
"I don't believe you," I declared with a giggle.
"Whadda ya mean ya don't believe me?!" Mammon's blush deepened, "It's the truth!"
"Mammon," I continued to smile as I gazed into his flawless azure eyes flecked with gold, "I have another dare for you."
"What dare?" Mammon demanded, "I answered ya question! It's your turn now!"
"Nope," I shook my head, "still your turn. And it's a dare."
Mammon didn't respond and only continued to look at me with his furiously blushing face.
"Mammon," I spoke up again, "I dare you to kiss me."
Mammon almost fell off the sofa after I spoke.
"Kiss you?!" The Avatar of Greed looked like he was about to have a heart attack, "W-What makes ya think I wanna kiss you, huh?!"
"Kiss me, Mammon," I repeated myself, "please."
Mammon didn't say a word, his face still completely flushed red as his eyes met mine. I could've sworn the golden tones were shining even brighter through the rich blue than ever before.
I heard Mammon suck in a breath before he leaned forward and let his lips collapse against my own. The action took me by surprise, but my tense body was instantly softened by his kiss.
Mammon took my face in his hands and kissed me deeper; his lips moving more hungrily against mine and making me softly moan. My eyes closed, and my arms came up to loop around his neck while my fingers entangled themselves in his gorgeous white hair. I couldn't even describe how amazing it felt to finally be kissed by him.
"(Y/N)..." Mammon's breathing was heavy as finally we pulled away for air, "Holy shit..."
"Tell me how you feel about me, Mammon," I kept my arms draped around him as I looked into his eyes, "please. Tell me how you really feel once and for all."
"Damn it, (Y/N)..." Mammon muttered under his breath, "why ya gotta do this to me, huh?"
"Mammon, I love you," I was cupping his face in my hands and confessing to him faster than I could think, "I love you so much that it keeps me awake at night. But you're driving me crazy, because even after all these months, I still can't figure you out!"
"Wha-"
"You switch between hot and cold with me all the time, Mammon," I had unintentionally cut him off, "on one hand, you treat me like I'm the Queen of the Devildom. You buy me gifts, you protect me from harm, you call me darling," my frustration was starting to come out a little, "but every time I've ever tried to flirt with you, or try to bring us closer together...you completely shut me down. Why?"
"I-I...(Y/N)..." Mammon had to stammer a few times before he could finally string some words together, "goddammit (Y/N), you just don't get it, do ya?! The only reason I do that shit is because of you! You're the one driving me crazy, here!"
He sat up a little more and took me by the shoulders. He tried to look me in the eyes, but he struggled.
"Fine, ya want me to say it? I will!" His cheeks were turning pink again, "I can barely keep up with my own damn heartbeat when I'm with you, (Y/N), 'cause ya make it go so fast that it feels like it's gonna fuckin' explode. I can't stand to watch my brothers even smile at ya, 'cause I know they're better than me. All of 'em. Especially Lucifer," he let out a long sigh, "ya know, when I watched him give you that brooch at Diavolo's last party, I think a part of me died inside. You looked so happy, and I was terrified that I might've lost ya to him forever."
"Wha...to Lucifer?" My jaw dropped, "Lucifer is terrifying!"
Mammon chuckled quietly. "Not gonna lie, it's kind of a relief to hear ya say that, (Y/N)."
"Mammon, ever since I came to the Devildom, you and your brothers have been so good to me," I told him, "I don't think I've ever felt so much love from anyone at any point in my life. All of you mean so much to me. But you, Mammon..." I took his hands and gave him a loving smile, "when Lucifer first introduced you to me on my first day at RAD, I instantly knew you were the one for me."
"Huh?" Mammon's eyes widened, "What? Y-You're serious..?"
My smile grew as I nodded. "You've always been there for me, Mammon. Since the very beginning. Of course I fell in love with you," I felt a soft blush starting to warm my own cheeks, "you know...all those notes that you used to pass on to me during class? I kept them all."
"Ya did?" Mammon began to smile at me, "Really?"
"I couldn't bear to part with them," I confessed with a giggle, "they were all just too cute."
"Hehe..." Mammon chuckled, "...just like you."
My breath hitched softly at his words, and his smile grew.
"I love you, (Y/N)..." he spoke up again as he gently tucked a loose strand of my hair behind my ear, "Who am I kiddin'? Of course I was gonna give my winnings to 'em. If it meant you'd be safe, I wouldn't have cared if they took the whole lot."
He'd finally mustered the confidence to look me in the eyes. Those gorgeous pools of deep blue were completely lit up with love and adoration...for me.
"I'd do anythin' for ya, darlin'," He told me with a warm smile, "shit, I'm crazy about ya. Always have been, always will be."
My heart instantly swelled as I finally received his confession. Before I knew it, I was smiling from ear to ear, and I had thrown my arms around him and hugged him as tightly as I could. Mammon's arms lovingly wrapped around my shoulders, and I felt him kiss the side of my head as he tucked his face against the crook of my neck.
"You smell so good, (Y/N)..." He mumbled to me, "fuck, you're makin' feel things I really shouldn't be..."
I giggled and pulled away from him before flashing him a cheeky smile.
"I forfeit the game," I told him, "I don't wanna play anymore."
Mammon smiled back at me. "Me neither, darlin'."
"Do you still wanna claim your special prize?" I began to smirk at him.
"Hell yeah I do," his smile grew, "are ya gonna tell me what it is now?"
"Not yet," I leaned forward and sweetly kissed him, "but if you go and sit down on your bed right now, you'll get to find out."
Mammon seemed startled, but I saw his eyes light up with excitement as he slowly rose to his feet and made his way over to his bed. I got up and followed him with a coy smile - giggling as I watched him sink down onto the end of the mattress.
I stood in front of him and kicked his feet a little further apart - my smile growing as I rested my hands on his thighs and sank down on my knees in between his legs. And as soon as he caught onto what I was trying to do, Mammon's eyes immediately widened.
"H-Hold on, (Y/N)..." he began with a gulp, "you're gonna..?" His voice trailed away.
"Mhmm," I looked up at him and giggled before nodding, "unless you don't want me to?" I teased him with a smile.
"O-Of course I do!" Mammon's face flushed, "I could make a damn list of all the things I wanna do to you, (Y/N). But...are ya sure?"
"Of course I'm sure," I nodded again, "I want to please you, Mammon."
"Oh, fuck..." Mammon sucked in a breath and groaned as I palmed my hand over his crotch, "fuck...I've been wantin' to do this with ya for so long..."
As he spoke, I could already feel his erection beneath my hand. He was hard as a rock and seemed ready to burst through the fabric of his jeans. My clit was starting to throb at the feeling of him, and a wet spot was forming in the cloth of my panties.
Oh, how I wanted him.
Mammon's breathing was shaky as I slowly unbuckled his yellow belt and pulled it through the loops of his jeans before unzipping his fly. I unbuttoned his jeans and pulled the opening apart so that I could slowly slide my hand beneath the waistband of his boxers.
"Fuckin' hell, (Y/N)..." Mammon let out a soft moan as my fingers found the base of his cock and began to wrap around it, "t-take it easy on me, will ya darlin'? You know I'm real sensitive to ya..."
I had to giggle at him. "I haven't even done anything yet."
Mammon only smiled at me. "Just goes to show how much I've been longin' for ya."
I smiled back at him, and I felt myself softly blushing as I began to pull out his cock - biting down softly on my bottom lip in anticipation as I mentally prepared myself for the moment I would reveal him.
I carefully eased his dick out of his boxers, giving it the space it needed to finally spring free - causing my eyes to widen and my breath to softly hitch.
The length and the girth of him were breathtaking, and his erection even had a slight curve to it, much to my delight. I fucking loved cocks with a curve. They hit the good spots so much better.
I couldn't resist the temptation any longer and promptly eased the head of his cock into my mouth - wrapping my lips around the tip and flicking my tongue across the pre-cum leaking from it to collect it - causing Mammon to immediately flinch and let out a moan.
"Shit!" He hissed sharply, "Damn it, (Y/N)...you're gonna make me blow my load in no time if ya keep doin' that..!"
I smiled and hummed against his length as I began to suck his tip; my head going lower until my lips were reaching just past his head. I lifted my eyes to meet his own, and Mammon swore and clutched at fistfuls of his bedsheets as his head began to tilt back in satisfaction.
"Fuck...fuck I can't take it!" Mammon said with a groan, "(Y/N)...wait...h-hold up a second, will ya?"
"Hmm..?" I slowly eased his cock away from my lips so that I could speak, "Don't you like it? Does it feel bad..?" I asked him nervously.
Mammon shook his head vigorously. "It feels unreal, and I fuckin' love it," he promised me, "but I'm way too horny for ya right now, (Y/N). If ya kept suckin' on my dick like that, I woulda blown everythin' in five seconds or less. How embarrassing would it be if I instantly came from a three-second blowjob without makin' ya feel good first?"
I giggled at the thought. "I wouldn't have minded."
"Well, I woulda minded!" Mammon gently took hold of my shoulders, "C'mon (Y/N), get up. Gimme a chance to please ya before you make me spill every last drop with that pretty mouth of yours."
I smiled at him as he slowly helped me to my feet. "Okay. If you say so."
"I'll do anythin' to please ya, (Y/N)," Mammon murmured to me as he sat me down on his lap, "just tell me what you want and ya got it, darlin'."
My smile grew as I slowly looped my arms around his neck.
"See for yourself how much I want you," I murmured to him as I cheekily grinded my clothed sex against his bare cock, "please, Mammon. Touch me."
Mammon smiled and spread his legs a little more so that I would sink down into the gap between his thighs. He kept one hand on the small of my back to hold me in place on his lap - and with the other, he began to undo the belt that was holding up my own jeans.
"Even in a waitress uniform, ya still look so damn beautiful," Mammon murmured to me as he pulled my belt away from my waist, "God, I love ya..."
"Mammon..." I bit my lip and whimpered softly as he unzipped my jeans and slid his hand into the opening.
His fingers disappeared beneath the cloth of my panties; his slightly long nails softly grazing my mound before he slipped two of his fingers between my folds - and I let out a soft gasp as a gentle blush warmed my cheeks.
"Holy shit, you're already this wet?" Mammon seemed a little incredulous, "(Y/N)...d'ya really want me this much..?"
"Yes!" I nodded vigorously without hesitation, "Of course I do!"
"Damn..." a trembling sigh escaped from Mammon's lips, "fuck, that's hot..."
"Get me out of these clothes, Mammon," I begged him - knowing his movements would be restricted if I left my jeans on, "please...take it all off..."
Mammon slowly withdrew his hand from my jeans - briefly inspecting his fingers which were already glossy with my arousal. He looked at me and smiled before he stuck them in his mouth and sucked my wetness off his fingertips.
"With pleasure, darlin'," He told me with a chuckle.
He took me by the hips and gently eased me off his lap; rising to his feet so that I could sit down in his spot at the end of the bed.
As I sat down, he began to undress himself. He took his sunglasses from his head and set them down on the pool table sitting opposite his bed. He took off his jacket and threw it on one of the sofas, before kicking off his boots and removing his black T-shirt and his jeans along with his boxers.
Once he was nude, he made his way back to me. Since I was sitting down, I had a perfect view of his erect cock as he stood in front of me and began to undress me. I raised my arms and let him lift my waitress' blouse over my head. As he caught sight of my breasts sitting inside the cups of my bra, I heard his breath hitch. He blinked a few times as if trying to shake himself from some sort of trance.
"Lie down, baby," Mammon took my shoulders and gently pushed me down so I was lying on the bed, "I promise I'll take care of ya."
I smiled at him and giggled as he hooked his fingers around the waistband of my jeans and dragged them down to my ankles before pulling them away from my body - leaving me in my bra and my panties. I saw Mammon's eyes light up greedily as he took in the sight of my body lying before him.
"(Y/N)..." Mammon nervously gulped, "I gotta be honest...I really wanna see your tits..."
I smiled at him. "Do you now?"
Mammon's eyes were fixed on my cleavage as he nodded. I giggled and reached out to take his hands and pulled him back down towards the bed - rolling out from under his body and pushing him towards the headboard of his bed. As he sat up in bed, I swung my legs over his body and straddled him - my breasts hovering right in front of his face which was making him blush.
"I'll let you suck on them, too," I murmured to him with a smile as I took his hands and guided them towards my bra clasp, "you can do whatever you want to me, Mammon."
Mammon bit down on his bottom lip in anticipation as he unhooked my bra and let it fall from my body. I heard his breath hitch and watched his eyes widen as they fixed on my breasts softly bouncing free.
"Oh my fuckin' God..." Mammon seemed to struggle with speaking as he became unable to tear his eyes away from my chest, "(Y/N), you're a damn Goddess..."
He took my breasts in his hands and softly moaned as he squeezed them for the first time. He buried his face into my chest and kissed the valley between my breasts before taking one of my nipples into his mouth and starting to suck on it. I gasped softly and began to tilt my head back to give him more room and more access to my chest.
I could feel his cock hardening against my mound even more as he immersed himself in my breasts. As his tongue caressed my nipple, he used his free hand to pinch my other one and pull on it a little before slowly rolling it in between his fingers. I shakily sighed and let out a quiet whimper; my eyes squeezing shut and my teeth biting at my lip as I felt the wet spot in my panties spread with more arousal.
"You're more beautiful than I coulda ever imagined, (Y/N)..." Mammon's face was red as he let my nipple pop out of his mouth so he could speak, "fuck, I want ya so badly..."
He moved our bodies further down the bed so that he could lie back on the mattress. His hands took hold of the curves of my hips as he smiled up at me.
"Come and sit on my face, (Y/N)," he told me, "I'll show you how good I can make ya feel."
He lifted my hips from his body and helped me shuffle closer to his face, but I momentarily hesitated.
"A-Are you sure..?" I asked him nervously.
"What did I say before? I could make a list of the things I wanna do to ya. Havin' ya sit on my face would be right at the top - just beneath actually fuckin' ya, of course," he let out a chuckle, "and don't worry - if ya end up suffocatin’ me with your pussy, that'd hands-down be the best goddamn death a man could ever ask for."
I blushed and giggled as he pulled my hips towards him until my sex was hovering above his head. I saw him wink at me before he slowly lowered me onto his face. I felt his tongue against me, and I gasped and shuddered in pleasure as I felt it slowly and teasingly glide through my wet folds.
"Mammon..." my voice trembled as my teeth began to nibble at my bottom lip.
Mammon let out a soft moan as he laced his tongue through my folds; his hands tightly gripping my hips and his white nails digging lightly into my skin. My mouth fell open as my head began to roll back in pleasure. I was starting to lean further back - my hands resting on Mammon's thighs and lightly scratching at them as I began to slowly grind my hips against his tongue.
I felt Mammon kiss my clit before he wrapped his lips around it and started sucking on it. I let out a loud moan, and my body flinched as the sensation sent flurries of pleasure through my entire body.
I couldn't resist the temptation of seeing what he looked like as he ate me out. I tilted my head down to look at him, and my breath hitched as I realized he was looking right at me; his golden-tinted eyes darkening with passion as he gazed up into mine.
Mammon passed his tongue over my clit once again; licking up my wetness like an animal dying of thirst. He had buried his face so far into my heat that his nose and cheeks were already glistening with my arousal - and I could feel myself smiling.
"So greedy..." I managed to speak up with a quiet giggle.
"Can't help it when you taste this fuckin' good..." he mumbled back in response.
One of his hands came forward to teasingly circle my entrance with two of his fingers. Before I could prepare myself, I felt the entire length of his fingers pushing inside me, and I threw my head backwards once again and moaned his name in pleasure.
"Yes..." the word was barely able to leave my lips as a whisper, "just like that...d-don't stop..!"
Mammon hummed against my heat as he twisted his fingers inside me and wrapped his lips around my clit once again. He continued to weave his tongue through my lower lips and fucked me with his fingers - pumping them in and out of my entrance and making me ecstatically moan.
I could feel the pressure of my high building up in the pit of my stomach, causing my breathing to intensify as I innately clenched my walls around Mammon's fingers.
"You're close, aren't ya?" Mammon looked up at me and grinned as he continued to move his fingers in and out of me, "I'm gonna make sure I fuck every last orgasm out of ya, darlin'."
He sucked my clit into his mouth one last time before shoving his long fingers into me as far as they could go and curving them inside me. With that, I couldn't take it anymore. My climax hit me like a truck and crashed through my body - and I let out a loud groan as I flinched and pulsed my walls around Mammon's fingers.
"That's it, baby. Let it all out..." Mammon let out a moan as he tenderly kissed my stomach, "it's so fuckin' hot to feel ya comin' for me..."
I was out of breath and panting as Mammon let his fingers slip out of me. But I didn't care how fatigued I felt. There was no way I was walking out of here without having this snowy-haired demon's dick going inside my body.
I took only a few more moments to catch my breath before I slowly started shuffling further down Mammon's body until my entrance was hovering just above his erect cock. And as soon as Mammon realized, he immediately smirked at me.
"You want me inside ya now, huh?" He said with a chuckle, "of course ya do."
Bringing me to an orgasm seemed to have granted Mammon a new sense of confidence. He was slowly returning back to his cocky self, and blushing a lot less. But I had no complaints. Confidence was unbelievably sexy on the Avatar of Greed.
"Are you gonna let me raw-dog ya?" He asked me with a smirk, "Aren't you afraid ya might end up birthin' my sprogs?"
I giggled and shook my head. "I use birth control from the human world, dummy."
Mammon chuckled. "Well, I ain't gonna complain about not havin' to use any rubbers."
"Neither will I," I told him with a smile before I dipped my head to tenderly kiss him. I could taste myself on his lips.
"I'm all yours, darlin'," He said to me as we pulled away, "do whatever ya want to me until you're satisfied."
"An offer I can't refuse," I replied with another giggle as I cheekily grinded myself against his length which made him softly groan.
"Lemme help ya," he took the base of his cock and slowly guided it towards my core, "it can be a bit hard to get started sometimes 'cause of the curve. But I promise it'll make ya feel good as hell."
"I know it will," I murmured to him as I nudged his tip with my entrance.
Without another word, I lowered myself onto him - and I let out a long, low moan at the way he filled my body so fucking nicely. I heard Mammon curse under his breath - his head already starting to roll back against the pillows as he savoured the way my walls felt around his cock.
"Mammon..." I whispered his name as I gently touched my forehead to his.
"If ya move right now, nobody but me can fuck ya like this from now on," his breathing was heavy as he looked up at me, "promise?"
My face felt flushed as I nodded at him. "I promise."
I lifted my hips halfway before slowly sinking down onto him once again - and I heard my name leave his lips in a low groan.
"You're my girl now, (Y/N)..." he murmured to me, "I ain't ever lettin’ ya go."
"I'm not letting you go either, Mammon," I took his face in my hands and kissed him again.
I whimpered softly as I grinded against him and rolled my hips into his own. Mammon gently pushed me back a little so that I would sit up again - enabling him to reach out and take both of my breasts in his hands. He squeezed and massaged my breasts as I began to bounce on his cock - my toes curling and my head tilting backwards in pleasure.
"God, ya feel so fuckin' good..." Mammon sucked in a breath and groaned again, "holy shit..!"
I placed my hands on his chest to balance myself as I rode him faster and harder. His dick felt incredible, and the way he was gazing up at me made me feel like a Goddess. Only he could ever make me feel this way.
"I need more of ya," Mammon released my breasts to take hold of my hips instead, "I can't get enough of ya, (Y/N)..."
He tightened his grip to hold me in place and began to thrust upwards into me; making me gasp and moan loudly as I relished the way he greedily pounded himself into my body. I begged him for more, and he obliged tirelessly.
I started to pant, and my face felt hot as Mammon's avarice and stamina began to exhaust my body, but I could feel a second climax starting to rapidly build up inside me.
"Please come inside me," I begged him when I realized I was about to reach my high, "Mammon..."
Mammon looked up at me and smirked. "Don't worry, darlin'. I'll fill ya up with so much cum that it'll be drippin' outta your body by the time I'm done with ya."
He thrusted into me one last time, and that finally sent me over the edge. The orgasm shattered through me and made my whole body tremble; and Mammon's name left my lips in a loud cry of ecstasy as my walls clenched and pulsed around his shaft.
"Fuck!" Mammon loudly swore as his body began to flinch beneath me, "Goddamn it, (Y/N)!"
With that he shot his entire load into my body; squeezing his eyes shut, gritting his teeth and groaning as he emptied himself inside me. I felt myself smile and sigh softly in satisfaction as I felt his warmth spread through me.
"Oh, Mammon..." I told him with a giggle as his head collapsed against his pillows, "that was incredible."
Mammon seemed unable to respond and had to focus on coming down from his high; his chest rising up and down with his heavy panting as he stared up at the ceiling.
"Hehe..." he finally looked at me and smiled, "ya can say that again."
"Do you have any tissues?" I asked him slightly bashfully, "I don't wanna mess up your bedsheets..."
"Sure," Mammon reached for a box of tissues that was sitting on his bedside table and handed it to me, "here ya go."
"Thanks," I smiled and took the box from him before slowly and carefully climbing off his lap, "normally, I'd go to the bathroom to clean up after something like this, but...the only bathroom nearby is the shared one."
"Oh, nuh-uh! No way!” Mammon vigorously shook his head, "I ain't lettin' you risk all the others seein' ya if you go all the way out there! No way in Hell I'm lettin' 'em see you naked!"
I had to giggle at his words. "That's a bit possessive of you, Mammon."
"It ain't possessive!" He insisted, "What kinda guy would want other guys to see his girl naked anyway, huh?!"
I laughed at him. "Relax, Mammon! I'm joking. I'd rather die than go out there right now."
"Hmph. That's what I thought," Mammon nodded and huffed in satisfaction, "I don't care if ya mess up the sheets, (Y/N). It's no big deal."
"Are you sure?" I asked him uncertainly as I finished cleaning up with the tissues.
Mammon nodded and smiled. "Havin' the sheets all messed up because of us fuckin' ain't exactly a bad thing to think about."
I smiled back at him and giggled. "True."
"Let's get rid of all these. I'll clean 'em all up tomorrow," he took all my used tissues and threw them on the floor, "just c'mere and lemme cuddle ya."
My smile grew as he pulled back his bedsheets and invited me to slide under them, which I did without hesitation.
My heart started racing as Mammon took me in his arms and held me close to him. I felt him press his lips to the side of my forehead before he let me rest against his chest and tuck my head into the crook of his neck. Even just after having sex, he still smelt divine.
"You're sleepin’ here tonight. With me," Mammon mumbled into my hair, "I ain't lettin' ya leave."
I felt myself smiling again. "I wasn't planning to leave."
"Good," Mammon hummed into my hair and kissed me again, "I love ya, (Y/N). More than anythin' else."
"I love you too," I blissfully closed my eyes as I nuzzled against his neck, "goodnight, Mammon. I love you so much."
**********
Mammon had awoken with (Y/N) earlier than usual the next morning so that she could return to her room before anyone else could see her. They probably wouldn't see each other again until breakfast time that morning, but Mammon didn't mind. His thoughts were completely captivated by the memories of their night together, and it was making him feel all giddy inside. He couldn't possibly see himself getting upset about anything today.
Mammon spent most of the morning cleaning up the mess he and (Y/N) had made the previous night. He usually hated cleaning, but how could he hate this when he knew it was the result of something so beautiful that happened between them?
He was lucky enough to have spent the night with (Y/N), his cherished human. His girl. The least he could do was clean up after his Goddess.
Mammon was suddenly interrupted by the sound of someone knocking on his bedroom door.
"Mammon," Lucifer abruptly entered the room which instantly made him jump, "come to the dining room. It's time for breakfast."
"Fuckin' hell!" Mammon let out an annoyed sigh, "Ya know, Lucifer, the point of knocking is to actually wait for the person to say 'come in'. Did ya know that?"
"Yes, I'm fully aware of that," Lucifer replied, "but you're late, and everyone is waiting for you. I understand you're sluggish after spending the night with (Y/N), but please hurry up before Beel tries to eat the dining table."
Mammon's eyes immediately widened at Lucifer's words.
"How did you-"
"Mammon, you are notorious for being very loud," Lucifer cut him off and folded his arms, "last night was no exception. Satan couldn't stop complaining about it earlier this morning."
"Shit," Mammon muttered under his breath before blushing a little, "look, Lucifer-"
"Don't feel obliged to explain yourself. I know (Y/N) has always had a special place in her heart for you," his brother cut him off again, "but I thought I'd let you know one thing."
Lucifer stepped closer to Mammon which was intimidating to him. He then bore his scarlet-tinted eyes dauntingly into Mammon’s own.
"If you break her heart," he began, "I will be there to pick up the pieces before you can look twice."
Mammon did a double take at his brother's words.
"What did ya just say?!" He demanded with narrowed eyes.
"You heard me," Lucifer began to smirk at him, "if you are ever stupid enough to lose her, I will ensure that you'll never get her back."
Mammon growled and felt an urge to punch him, but he decided against it. Even if he did manage to land a good punch on Lucifer, he would make sure that he suffered for it straight afterwards.
Instead, Mammon took a deep breath to calm himself before looking his brother in the eyes.
"So, you're crazy about her too, huh?" Mammon ended up quietly chuckling, "I figured ya were. Ever since ya bought her that brooch, I knew you were whipped for her. Ya wouldn't spend that much money on her if she weren't special to ya."
Lucifer didn't respond to Mammon's allegations. He simply folded his arms and silently shifted his eyes to the side.
"You make (Y/N) happy, Mammon, so I will not interfere," he finally spoke after a long silence, "as long as you continue to treat her as she deserves."
"Of course I will!" Mammon put his hands on his hips and huffed, "I don't need ya to tell me that!"
"Very well," Lucifer nodded at him and began to turn away, "come down for breakfast. (Y/N) is waiting for you."
Without waiting for a response from him, Lucifer brusquely left the room - leaving Mammon feeling rather dumbfounded.
He wasn't expecting that from Lucifer. But knowing now that his suspicions of his brother's feelings for (Y/N) were more or less confirmed, he felt his blood starting to boil.
Lucifer could have (Y/N) over his dead body. She was his girl now.
And he was never going to let her go.