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Asmodeus is sitting on his bed, looking over some designs for his upcoming release of his birthday makeup collections. He’d collaborated with several up and coming artists to showcase them. Unlike in eras past, he is able to grant his name to up and coming talent and help them become great. He’s excited for the up and coming shoot where he models the shades for the collection. He indulges in his yearly tradition of unboxing and trying on the shades in the mirror before unboxing the official merch for everyone tomorrow. He feels especially good in this shade though, and he goes through his DDD to find someone to show it to. He randomly ends up on a group chat between himself, Diavolo and Barbatos. A naughty smile slides across his face as a plan forms.
He puts some lacy crotchless lingerie on that has tights that leave him fully exposed. He shifts into his demon form and puts his DDD up, makes a peace sign, a wink, and kisses towards the camera. He looks at his selfie and gives a sigh as he rightfully falls in love with himself again. “It’s so perfect as always.” He types up a short message: ::This new lipstick shade looks absolutely perfect on me. I am curious how smudge proof it is if I am determined to leave my sexy little love marks all over you both 💞::.
Asmodeus puts the tube of lipstick in his hip band for later reapplication, he barely has time to do this as not more than a moment later, a portal opens up and wordlessly a familiar teal and black forked tail whips through, wraps around Asmodeus’s waist and flings him onto their favorite bed in the palace. He looks at Asmodeus with a hunger in his eyes as he quickly rips his own clothing off. “You are quite delectable in that negligee, as is your desire to test your lipstick on me.” He moves his tail to wrap its prongs around Asmodeus’s wrists as he straddles the Avatar of lust. “I should get you really worked up. You need to be inspired to really test the limits of your lipstick.”
Asmodeus sighs with joy, thoroughly excited by the attentions of Barbatos. He moves to make it easier to pin. “Barbatos💖, you always know how to inspire me to ruin my makeup!” Asmodeus winks and sticks the tip of his tongue out as he gives Barbatos a lewd look over.
Barbatos looks at Asmodeus with intense desire as he traces down Asmodeus’s sternum with his index finger, digging his nail in to leave a little scratch before moving to press his cock against Asmodeus’s lips. “Perhaps you could start by gracing me with a few little marks of your love.” The desire is heavy in his voice.
Asmodeus’s rosy eyes have no less passion when he kisses the tip of Barbatos’s cock. He starts with gentle kisses but quickly his mouth is wrapping around Barbatos’s cock, never once breaking eye contact. All the while, Barbatos is rocking his hips back and forth.
Pretty much as soon as Barbatos cums into Asmodeus’s mouth Diavolo is in view leaning on the doorframe of this room. His golden eyes surveying the scene. Two of the most beautiful beings he knows in the throws of love, and his own very large cock making a prominent scene in his pants. He can’t help but blush at all of the wild thoughts going through his mind. He licks his lips. “Barbatos, I’m done with my paperwork for today. Would you two want to accompany me to the throne room?”
Barbatos and Asmodeus look at each other and back at him. Asmodeus’s smirks as he caresses Barbatos’s face while he speaks to Diavolo with a feigned ignorance. “Why, Lord Diavolo? Did you have something you wanted to show me in the throne room?”
Diavolo laughs heartily at Asmodeus’s question, then walks in and begins caressing them both with deep affection. He kisses Asmodeus deeply and passionately as Barbatos slowly and sensually untangles his tail from Asmodeus’s wrists leaving a gentle caress in their wake. Dia picks Asmodeus up and slings him over one shoulder, smacking, fingering, and grabbing his ass with rough affection.
Asmodeus giggles at Diavolo’s particular affections. “Hon, your finger feels like it’s preparing me for something~💞❣️” He can feel his cock growing hard at the play and harder as he considers what is coming next. He knows that Diavolo is girthy, especially in his demon form. Asmodeus can hardly wait and he wriggles in excitement. When they get into the throneroom, Asmodeus makes further commentary. “Wow! Did you shine the marble for me~? 💞”
Diavolo can’t help but laugh at his favorite lust demon’s reactions and musings. As he sits on the throne, he moves Asmo to his lap, then grabs a jar that is next to his throne and takes a healthy dollop, rubs it between his hands and works it on his cock with one and Asmodeus’s asshole with the other. Asmodeus moans out “Oh you’re teasing my beautiful starflower! I love your hands on me and in me~! ❣️”
Diavolo blushes with the thoughts going through his head as he is rubbing on them both. “Asmodeus, do be careful not to inspire me too much. This is a delicate operation, and while I will be rather amused to see you walking funny after this, I do not want to impede your gait too much.” He picks up Asmodeus again and finds it difficult to be gentle enough, but manages to move slowly…
Asmodeus moans “you don’t have to be so gentle~! 💞” In response Diavolo moves Asmo on faster and thrusts in and out, and Barbatos watches with light amusement. After a while the two of them shift, so that Barbatos can get on his knees and return the favor of his earlier request to Asmodeus. All the while Asmodeus is moaning loudly with his passion.
They are a tangle of moaning, intense sensation, and pleasure. Asmodeus’s moans are constant throughout the love making. It would be hard for someone who isn’t Asmodeus to not be constantly moaning as he feels the pulsing and thrusting within himself, and the adept attention of Barbatos’s warm mouth and tongue. “Ahhh, ahhh, yes! Mmmmmm… 💞.” Every movement from them elicits a sound of pleasure. As he moves carefully to try and be synchronized with both of them to give them both pleasure.
Diavolo does not moan as much as Asmodeus. He makes more of a pleasured sigh, but not quite as frequently. Though he lets out a gasp and then Asmo feels the liquid warmth deep within him. Diavolo holds him, and leans into him as this is happening. It causes a bit of a chain reaction as Asmo’s passion inflamed, causing his jism to coarse into Barbatos’s mouth.
After they finished, they washed themselves off, and moved back to the bed where Diavolo and Barbatos cuddled Asmo. They spent the rest of the afternoon napping together.