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Mammon smacked the side of the crane machine as the small plushie teetered on the edge of opening. You started to hit it with him, eagerly awaiting your prize. The machine said in an animated voice "try again next time!" and the two of you sighed unanimously. You looked at the demon next to you pout his lips slightly and you turned your lips up into a smile. When you originally planned this day out in your hometown, you had figured you and Mammon would spend the whole time driving around and taking him to your favorite spots while completely pampering him, but it ended up being much better than you anticipated. He was beyond happy to go with you, no matter how boring anything could have been. He was too fixated on watching you eagerly talk about your experiences and stories, letting him know about the connections you had. Mammon felt closer to you than you could even imagine, let alone what he was even aware of. You couldn't help but feel the same way and watching him spend the little bit of human money on the game just to get you a little stuffed animal made you feel even more enamored.
He rubbed the sweat off his brow and inserted another coin, maneuvering around the machine until he clasped back down on the same plushie he had earlier. Alas, it was now completely stuck, so there went that. You rubbed his back and leaned into him. "Its fine Mams." He sighed again and turned to you.
"Man, all that money wasted for nothing, couldn't even get you anything." He leaned back into you. The two of you made your way out of the mini-arcade and you grabbed ahold of his hand, pulling him along the line of shops on the street. While the two of you move along the sidewalk, you eye something you've never seen before. You stop to get a better look and Mammon's eyes light up.
He nudges you along. "We should go in, there might be something valuable!" He grins like a giddy kid and you nod.
"I wouldn't mind taking a look. Its new actually." You tell him, following the overeager male inside.
When you get inside, you see the usual stalls of people to haggle with, followed by haphazardly organized items scattered everywhere. He nods his head and turns to look in different directions. "Oh yeah, the best kinds of places like this are the ones that look messy. If they look well-put together then people don't usually have good stuff, 'cuz if you got good stuff, people try to hide it if they don't have enough to buy it. So whaddya gotta do? You gotta make these big piles and shove it at the bottom." Mammon explains, his face having his usual bravado plastered across it. In a calculated motion, he pulled you to a spot on the far left that had lines of rings and bracelets with necklaces hanging above them. You looked at them and tried to determine how old they might be. Mammon was probably trying to figure out how much they were worth based off his focused look as he palmed the items. He lifted a small gold ring and put it around his pinky finger and then immediately put it back down. He rustled through the jewelry while you eyed a few old pairs of earrings, admiring the gemstones embedded in them. You held them up to your ears and nudged a focused Mammon with your elbow. Startled, he turned around and look at you.
"Do you think these would be cute?" You asked, your eyes moving back and forth between the mirror and Mammon's gaze.
He blushed a bit and nodded, smiling at you. "Yeah, the color goes real good with your complexion! Are you gonna get em?" He turned his head back to the piles of bracelets before the two of you, stopping to look at each gold chain before discarding them.
"Maybe. I might find something better." You tried to get a better look at what Mammon was throwing to the side to see if you liked any of them. A few of the pieces you imagined Mammon wearing, how the gold would shine against his skin and warm his complexion, how the shine from the diamonds and gold would make his skin sparkle. You grinned at the visuals in your head, knowing Mammon would wear as many as he could to show them off without being tacky. While you became fixated on your gold-cladded Mammon in your imagination, Mammon stalled for a minute. Parting the two wooden tables that held up the jewelry, he snaked two fingers in-between the crack and pulled out a large chain. Your eyes pulled away from his wrists and focused on the piece that he held so delicately in his hand. Your eyes widened and you let out an silent gasp. The chain was thick, with three layers of gold links stacked on-top of each other, with it being neatly tapered into a v where it would hang over the hollow of the chest. "I think I just found something better."
Mammon fondled the necklace gently and turned it over to look at the back. You tried to get closer, but Mammon pulled it away from you. "Nah, you might not wanna take this one." He said, squinting at the back of the v area.
"Why not?" You questioned, trying to look closer with him.
"I used to have this I'm pretty sure. And I'm tryna see if this is the one I threw away."
You pulled back, shocked. "Threw away? Why?"
He paused for a second and glanced at you for a second. "This caused me some problems. When I first got it, I was obsessed. It was cool, new, and fancy. And expensive." Mammon held it up so the light of the warehouse would catch it better. "But when I had it on, I couldn't take it off. That doesn't sound so bad, I know, but it would make me..." He trailed off and let out a gasp. "Yeah this is the exact one I used to have." He pulled it back down and then tossed it into the pile.
"Made you do what?" You pondered, reaching for the necklace again to get a better look. Before your fingers even reached the chain, it flew up and latched itself around your neck. Mammon's hand went for your neck as he saw it fly, but he could only hold onto it, the necklace reshaped itself around his hand.
"Uh oh." He tugged at the chain, pulling as hard as he could until you were in pain.
"Stop, that hurts!"
"Sorry, but... this is bad."
"Tell me what it made you do!"
He retracted his hand and pulled you along the floor, hoping no one would notice that you accidentally and unintentionally just stole a necklace without paying. When the two of you were back outside, he pulled you to the side and braced your shoulders. "Okay, MC, you hafta promise me you won't freak out, okay? I can probably get it off, okay?"
You squinted and hesitantly nodded. "Okay..."
Mammon let go of your shoulders and inhaled deeply. "Okay so, basically, it makes you act completely on impulse and you literally can't control your bodily movements. Like, only if its fueled by strong emotion though. Lets say yer mad at somebody, the good person in you keeps you from slappin' 'em right? Well, that good person is gone now. Its bad MC." He explained and your thoughts started racing again, imagining all the potential scenarios that could happen, how many times you've wanted to blow up on people, all the times you wanted to go crazy, and so many other situations crossed your mind. Mammon watched you zone out and he slowly took a step back. "You aren't about to freak out, right?" He took another step back.
"No, no, no. It'll be fine. You can get it off right? Or maybe Solomon or Satan could?" Your eyes stared him down, making him gulp in fear.
"Yeah, but we still have like two days until we go back to the Devildom." He said, hoping you would become complacent with his answer.
"Okay. That's not bad." You said, nodding, feeling your frustration fade away and get replaced with sadness. "But all those plans I had might be in jeopardy." You heaved a heavy sigh and suddenly felt your body attach onto Mammon's. Your arms were somehow latched around him and you were also tracing your hands up and down his back. You could hear his heartbeat pick up.
"See what I mean? I can tell by your face you don't know how you just did what you did." Even though he was just as shocked as you, he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into him. "Can't say 'm upset though." His voice was barely a whisper, only loud enough for you to hear. You breathed in his scent, basking in his smell, it was as though the second you were in his arms, you felt all the negative emotions fade. He buried his head into your hair and closed his eyes. You started to smile against his chest, listening to his heartbeat slow as he deflated in your arms. "You feel nice." He muttered.
"You're even better." His lips upturned at your comment and instead of his usual bravado filled response, he just remained silent, embracing you wholly.
After two hours pass, you and Mammon made your way across town. You couldn't help but flirt with him the whole time, your love for him was spilling out due to the necklace chained around your neck. Even when you felt as though you were finally going to stop with your comments, he would end up doing something that made you gush over him. Mammon spent most of the day after that blushing and trying to hide his enjoyment of his current situation. He would tell you to endearingly "shaddup" the whole time, biting back his smiles. Unbeknownst to you, he spent most of the time trying to do things that would make you praise him and pamper him.
Your destination was a lake outside the city, a common spot for families or couples to hang out on a summer day. It was around 7pm when the two of you arrived, the sun setting off in the distance. You eagerly pulled your demon boyfriend to a spot on the outskirts of the lake, taking a small trail through the woods and going just a bit offsite so you could have a spot to yourselves. You wanted to get away from the crowd so you could have the lake to yourself. You were lucky enough that it wasn't a busy day and that no else that knew this location was out today. You pulled your boyfriend's arm around with you, rushing to get sat before the sun fully set. He followed behind you, watching you with pure adoration. You practically launched your bodies down onto after tossing your blanket onto the ground.
Mammon made sure to keep his hand clasped around yours, clinging onto you as though you were keeping him alive. You giggled at his grip. "You're so cute, I can't stand it." You immediately started blushing, also embarrassed at your impulsive comments. He wrapped his arm around you and plopped a kiss onto your forehead.
"Not 's cute as you." He mumbled, trying to keep quiet. You nuzzled into him, losing your composure again. You might as well look like a puppy attached to its owner. Not as though he wasn't reciprocating the affection, just a bit more hesitantly. Usually when he's around you alone, he's clinging to you the way you've been all day, but with you showering him with all the love, he might be malfunctioning. The two of you continued to lean into each other with your head in his neck and his cheek on your crown, inhaling each other's smell. You felt yourself rubbing his chest, his devilish no. 5 filling you with a sense of home, memories flying back to you of all the times you've been together. Mammon felt a shiver rake through him as you stroked his chest up and down with your fingertips.
"You smell so good, baby." You whispered, opening your eyes to glance up at Mammon. His eyes were already on you, taking you in. "Are you even watching the sunset?"
"You aren't either. You're too busy tryna suck me in through your nose." He shot back, smirking through his shyness.
You huffed at his comment and looked back at the setting sun, eyeing the people far across the lake from the two of you. You watched the other couples sitting next to each other, not nearly as close as you and Mammon were. You grinned, thinking about the connection the two of you shared. Suddenly, you felt Mammon's arm trail down your body and place itself on your thigh. You repositioned yourself a little bit, outstretching your legs across his, allowing Mammon to trail his hand back and forth, touching a bit rougher than you were. The two of you didn't say anything to each other, feeling the tension in the air surge. Your eyes remained on the people across from the lake, feeling a bit nervous that they could see you despite being shadowed by trees above you. Mammon's hand became grabbier, pulling at the flesh of your thigh and tugging at your ass. Your eyes went back up to his, still completely fixated on you. He shot you a little smirk, sucking in his bottom lip to wet it. Though you planned to finish the night with sex, you wanted to at least watch the sunset together. At least you did, now you wish it would set a lot faster.
“I know what you’re trying to do. There’s too many people out, Mammon.” You told him, hoping he would back off.
"Hey, keep your eyes on me." Mammon spoke suddenly, his voice a bit deeper than usual. You snapped your eyes away from the couples and went back up to him. “You think I care if they see us, we’re in the shade and it’ll be dark soon.” He mentioned, still rubbing against you with fervor. You also noticed how the sun was dipping low enough that it’d be hard to see what you were doing from that far away. Though at the moment, you were entirely focused on Mammon. The way the last bit of sunlight shone against his skin made him mirror the necklace around your neck.
"You look so gorgeous." You said, giving him doe-eyes. Looking at Mammon in this light made you completely breathless, your hands also began to travel against his skin, pulling and tugging at his clothes. He chuckled a bit at your comment and your ministrations, his confidence having returned.
"Better keep those compliments coming." He responded, taking his free hand and cupping your chin. You brought your mouth to his and flipped your body around so you were on his lap. His hands ran themselves underneath your skirt, dipping his fingers underneath the hem of your underwear, or as he just noticed, your lacy lingerie. He pulled his mouth from yours. "Seems like you had somethin' in mind, huh?"
"I wanted to surprise you tonight... or maybe in the car." You said, giggling. "Seems like that's not gonna happen now, though." You felt his erection strain against his pants, rubbing against your crotch. Instinctively, you rubbed against him, grinding enough to stimulate your clit.
"Just a time change, treasure." He went back for your mouth, his greed taking him over. You raked your fingers through his hair, pulling and tugging just enough to make him groan into your mouth. While you rocked your hips against him, you could feel stars rock through you. You couldn’t tell if it was because you were excessively horny or if it was the necklace. Regardless, every movement felt so much stronger. He started to run his hands up your back, pulling at your hair in retaliation. Mammon devoured you through your mouth, biting at your lip and pulling at your tongue. You had to push at him to get him off of your mouth so you could breathe. As you pulled away from each other, a thick string of saliva connected you, separating to smack against your chin. You breathed heavily as his mouth began to attack your jawline, and then your neck, and finding itself on your collarbone. He bit hard against your shoulder, his canines digging into you. You winced a little bit, making him let up a bit. You eyed the teeth mark, knowing it would leave a pretty bruise. The sight of the bitemark sent butterflies to your groin, making you push his head back down onto your shoulder, encouraging him to continue. He latched onto a different spot, this time leaving a dark red spot. He continued to mark you, maintaining his grip on your hair, pulling your head back.
"You make me feel so good Mammon." You slid his jacket off his shoulders, making him let go just long enough to shed his shirt along with the jacket. While he disrobed, you pulled your shirt over your head and Mammon's eyes dropped to your chest. Your bra was mostly mesh and lace, letting your nipples peek through just enough to catch his attention. His eyes devoured you like he turned into Beel.
"All this for the great Mammon, huh?" He ran his hands across the lace, making sure to put enough pressure so that he could earn a reaction from you. "Never seen anyone look like this before. No one's as hot as you, MC." His mouth latched onto your nipples through the mesh making you breath hitch. His eyes glanced up at you, half-lidded and filled with desire.
"You haven't even seen the rest yet." You teased him, wiggling your hips a little. "You're making me so wet."
His free hand pinched at the flesh around your breast, adding a few firm squeezes. The sun behind you was almost obscured, letting you relax more as he added more and more marks. "Take your fucking skirt off." He said, already pulling at the hem.
You quickly raised your body up practically ripping your skirt off while also shedding your shoes and socks. Mammon undid his fly and pulled his pants and underwear down enough so that his erection could sit comfortably. Mammon slowly slid his eyes up and down your form, admiring each curve and dimple, the spit on his chin made him look as though he was drooling. The thin, lace panties barely covered your cunt, covering just enough so that the lips wouldn't spill out. The golden color of the lingerie glittered in the lightest bit of light remaining and Mammon thought that he might die if he didn't get to fuck you right now. He pulled you back into his lap and rubbed his erection across your barely clothed clit. "You look better than any possession I've ever had. Seeing you in that necklace and this pretty little set of yours might make me fucking lose it."
You were speechless at his sudden praise, you thought the necklace would compel you to say something back but instead you found yourself reaching for your clit. He watched as you began to circle your fingers around your clit. He licked his lips slowly and he looked back at your face. The way he looked at you made your pussy throb even more, desperate for any touch you could get. You desperately wanted him to touch you but you also wanted to please him as much as possible. You leaned in to kiss him again providing him with the same treatment he gave you earlier. Mammon grinned into the kiss, using his left hand to rub against your ass and his right to smack at your ass. You moaned into his mouth and reached for his cock, rubbing your thumb across his tip, spreading his precum. Mammon's oversensitivity came through in the way he moaned into your mouth, just as you were earlier.
When you ran out of breath, you pulled back and lifted your hips. "Can I ride you?"
Mammon licked his lips again and he leaned onto his back. "If you don't, I will just pound you until you cant walk." He responded. "And I want you to be able to show off the pretty marks I gave you." Mammon was always a dirty talker but that made you stop in shock. He grinned at your reaction, making you even more aroused.
Brought on by the sudden strong wave of neediness, you spoke. "What if I want to get fucked until I can't walk, but also show off my new marks?"
Mammon pulled your panties to the side, wanting you to still wear your set as you rode him. "Ride me first then we'll see what happens."
You lowered yourself onto him, wincing as he passed through your entrance. He groaned as your cunt swallowed him whole, taking every inch. Mammon pulled at your ass, spreading the cheeks and landing a loud smack against the left cheek. You smiled a little bit and began to bounce, slowly picking up the pace. Mammon was always eager to watch you on top of him, always loving the way you completely lose yourself taking him in. You continued to bounce on top of him, your body loudly smacking against his flesh. He let out light moans and sighs as he began to rub against your breasts, pinching and smacking to get the cutest noises he could get out of you. You had your hands on his chest, raking your nails against him, leaving reddened marks. The pain made his cock feel harder and more sensitive, increasing the volume of his cries. You watched his reactions, falling more in love with the way he reacted to your cunt squeezing him.
Mammon suddenly pulled you down so that you were face to face as you rode him. Your chest was pressed against his, the contact sending shockwaves through both of your bodies. Your eyes connected with his and you leaned in to kiss him again, this one messier than the others. His hands pulled your face into his, teeth practically gnashing together as you connected. You didn't care that it was messy, neither did he. All the two of you cared about was the way you made each other feel. How you clenched him so perfectly and so tight, how his cock managed to fuck into you so perfectly that you knew you'd be shaking after.
You could feel yourself getting close and you separated from his mouth. "I'm almost there." You gasped, taking in ragged breaths.
His hands tangled themselves in your hair. "Me too treasure, keep taking me. Take all of it." He whispered back.
You cried out against him, burying your head into his neck. Mammon smacked against your ass again and then he pulled you back up by your hair. "I want to see you cum. I wanna see all of it." He spoke in a desperate tone, but his power over you remained. "I want you to cum on my cock so bad."
You felt your core tighten at his comment and your eyes rolled back. "Fuck Mammon, I'm so fucking close."
With you back in your upright position, Mammon began to thumb at your clit, trying to get you to cum faster. With that added touch, you felt vibrations rake through your body and you came with a slew of praise for Mammon, telling him how good he feels and crying out his name over and over, unable to control your volume. Though you couldn't handle anymore stimulation, Mammon continued to fuck into you, grabbing ahold of your hips and thrusting up. Your body was still shaking, having not overcome the aftershock, and with your overstimulated cunt pulsing against him, he came inside you, filling you to the point it spilled out of you while he rode out his orgasm, fucking his cum into you. He finally slowed and you let your body fall on top of him, slowly pulling him out of you.
The two of you breathed in heavy, ragged breaths. The smell of sex, the forest, his sweat, and devilish no. 5 filled your senses once again. He stroked your hair and said, "ya know you've got somethin' magical about you." You smiled against him and though you were looking off into the distance, you knew he was too.
You giggled a little bit. "You more. You know that little thing you did at the end was almost too much."
"Nah it wasn't. Yer jokin'. Because if it was too much, the necklace would've made you get off me."
You shook your head. "Nuh uh."
"Just admit you liked it. 's okay. I like knowin' I made my human happy."
You pulled up a bit and kissed his cheek. "It was so good. No one fucks me better. Or ever will."
Mammon kissed your forehead and reached for the water bottles to the side. "Damn straight. If they try, they'll have to face me." You peeled yourself off him and took the bottle he handed you. By the time you finished your session with Mammon, the sun had set and you couldn't even see across the lake anymore. You felt yourself breathe a sigh of relief and you looked up at the moon peeking through the clouds.
Mammon sat up beside you and looked at you. "You are always so pretty, you know that?" His words made you look back at him. He wrapped his arms around you again, squeezing you with all his strength.
You wriggled against him. "You're holding me too tight you know!"
He inhaled your smell. "Can't help it. I love ya too much."
"Listen I love you too but-" You felt something rub against your shoulder. "Hey Mammon, I think you're wearing the necklace now."
He still held onto but moved his head to peek at your neck. "Its not around your neck anymore! That means our plans are okay!" He gasped and then the realization hit him. "Oh fuck."