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"Get in." Lucifer demanded, Asmodeus immediately doing so and Mammon standing still like an idiot. "Eh?" Mammon tried to question but was pulled into the closet by the eldest and forced to stay still despite his efforts to squirm away.
The 3 men were now silently in a closet: Luckily, it was decently sized, meaning they weren’t too cramped or packed together.. Well, at least, Asmodeus wasn’t cramped. Mammon on the other hand..
Unfortunately, due to being grabbed and pulled in so suddenly by the eldest, Mammon had landed right on the noirette’s lap. The warmth coating his face was downright sinful: Just knowing that he was above the lap of his older brother, and practically feeling himself on Lucifer’s lap- Positioned in a way that if he were to relax his body and sink down that his crotch would land right on Lucifer’s thigh.
Mammon continued to squirm in hopes of breaking free, confused as to why the noirette had made them get inside the closet along with why the fucking hell the noirette wasn’t letting him go.
Surely Lucifer realized how awkward of a position this was, right?
The three stayed low to the ground, unmoving as they kept dead silent within the closet.
Mammon couldn’t hear anything going on outside- Just what were they hiding for?
“Let- Go-” Mammon harshly whispered, frowning and trying to get Lucifer to let go of him, all the while still trying to break free from the elders grip. This only made Lucifer pull him in tighter, their bodies flushing together in a way that made the small room feel hotter than it should.
“No, now shut up before I make you.” Lucifer shushed him with a whisper, holding a hand to Mammon’s mouth so the white haired man wouldn’t try talking again.
With the hand against his mouth, Mammon could both no longer move nor speak, trapped in Lucifer’s hold.
He blushed with embarrassment. “Mmhmhppmm!” He angrily spewed, but muffled nonsense was all that escaped.
"What did you hear?" Asked Asmodeus, only to get glared at viciously by the eldest, the glare threatening to shut him up just as he did Mammon.
With Mammon forced into silence and Asmodeus too nervous to speak, all three silently sat on the floor. Mammon still had no clue what the fuck was going on, or why the were all still in the fucking closet.
“Relax.” Lucifer quietly whispered in his ear, causing Mammon to flinch, the words having an opposite effect.
He opened his mouth and tried to speak but Lucifer’s hand refused to budge, amidst his wild flailing and attempts to speak, two of Lucifer’s fingers slipped inside his mouth: Mammon gagged.
Lucifer hummed and kept them in, no doubt realizing that each time Mammon attempted to speak, the fingers would move along his tongue and cause Mammon to flush and sputter, losing all will to make noise.
“Relax, Mammon.” Lucifer whispered again, the words causing Mammon to whimper pathetically.
Just- Just why the hell were they in the closet? Can someone please just explain? That’s all Mammon wants, he won’t even try to escape, just tell him why.
Not even a split second later, MC walked into the room. They walked around right outside the closet, and with only a very thin door in between the two spaces, if MC were to get close to the closet and take a look inside, all three of them would be busted: For what they’d be busted for exactly, Mammon had no clue. But, still, he didn’t quite want to get wrapped up into whatever made LUCIFER hide from them.
Lucifer pulled at him again, and Mammon finally let his body go pliant not wanting to be noisy and alert MC to them: Unfortunately, this meant that his junk finally hit his brother's leg, causing the most awkward, embarrassing, and uncomfortable experience Mammon has ever had in his life.
He squirmed even harder, before realizing that would only make things worse, now trying to stay as still as he could manage.
What he didn’t expect was for his body to fit perfectly into Lucifer’s lap, and his head perfectly fitting under Lucifer’s chin: What the hell was this situation? When can Mammon leave? Why did Lucifer have to drag him onto his lap?
Mammon could feel his lower region right on Lucifer’s thigh- With each small, unintentional movement of the noirette’s leg the parts rubbed together deliciously, causing tingles to run up his spine and his breathing to stutter, his stomach feeling butterflies.
Lucifer moved his leg to get a better view of the outside of the closet and Mammon bit down on his fingers, he did it softly as a warning to not only stop any noise from leaking out of his mouth from the pressure he’d gotten from the movement, but to also attempt to signal Lucifer to stop moving.
"Aw. I don’t think Lucifer or Asmo are hiding here.." Mc spoke to themselves, the words making Mammon pause.
..Don’t tell me that he was in this situation, because of a fucking game of hide and seek?
Going back to the situation inside the closet, it seemed that Mammon’s signal didn’t quite reach the other, as Lucifer moved his leg again shortly after Mammon’s attempt of a warning, this time getting a little sound out of the back of Mammon’s throat as the white haired man bit down a bit harder on the fingers, trying to get Lucifer to understand not to fucking move.
"Could one of the others have found them by now?" Mc wondered, before looking under the bed.
Lucifer’s leg rubbed him with a bit more intense pressure, the motions making Mammon bite his lip in hopes of staying silent and not revealing how Lucifer’s leg was rubbing against him and kinda-sorta making him really fucking horny: I mean, if he’d known it was just hide and seek earlier, he would’ve definitely given the hiding spot away.. But now that he was starting to get hard, he was scared of MC finding them and noticing, alerting the other two to the uncomfortable thing in Mammon’s pants.
Not to mention the exciting threat of MC being just beyond the door, able to walk in at any time and find them.. Mammon’s cock jumped in his pants at the thought, causing him to wince and lean further into Lucifer despite not wanting to.
Lucifer’s leg hit him sharply and Mammon bit hard on Lucifer’s two fingers, just by the sheer surprise of the motion: Mammon could feel his face go cherry red, the now fully-hardened member in his pants probably way too obvious by now.
“L-Luucciffeerr..” He whined, “Y-Yovu idiot.. Shtop mouving!” He spoke, his embarrassed and angry whisper muffled by the two of Lucifer’s fingers still present in his mouth.
Mammon looked up with an angry, embarrassed, and flushed face- Ready to be laughed at or given a disgusted look by his brother who would probably never look at him in the same way again- But Lucifer just looked back at him and chuckled darkly before moving his leg again.
Mammon couldn’t help but low moan at the perfectly targeted grind of Lucifer’s leg, his sensitive area rubbing and sliding against Lucifer’s thigh as he quietly mewled in pleasure, his arousal finally starting to cause him to grow in size and leak from his tip.
His sounds were perfectly drowned out by Lucifer as the noirette bent down and kissed him, causing Mammon to gasp in shock. “Mmmhp-” He choked, sputtering at the unexpected twist of events but too turned on and fearful of getting caught to stop it.
Lucifer bobbed his leg up and down- By now Mammon was able to tell that it was all on purpose. He bit his lip and glared at the raven haired man with a look of betrayal, only for Lucifer to smile back. “You look so pretty like this..” Lucifer praised, nipping at Mammon’s cherry red ear.
Mammon groaned in shame, burying his head into the noirette’s shoulder so the other wouldn’t be able to look at him so hungrily any longer.
With a sharp movement hitting just the right spot, Mammon opened his mouth with a silent moan, saliva running down his chin as he held Lucifer tightly, the noirette only continuing to spur him on with more grinding from his leg, the actions making Mammon tremble.
"I wonder if they hid over here?" MC had gotten even closer to their spot, causing Mammon to freeze in sheer panic.
It felt really good- Really, really good.. But fuck.. MC might find them- Mammon didn’t want them to see him while he looked so.. Slutty. I mean, he’s in the closet with his elder brother who’s thigh he’s practically riding- Fuck, this was going to be so awkward when it was over..
Regardless, it felt as if electricity was running through his veins at the fearful excitement of being caught by the one person he’d least want to be found by, getting even more desperate not to make a single sound in such a deadly situation.
“Such a good boy~ You’re doing so well for me.” Lucifer whispered in Mammon’s ear, the warmth of the noirette’s breath tickling. “Does it feel good? I know it does.. You’re mewling so sexily, trembling so gently. Tell me, do you want to be good for me, Mammon?”
Lucifer bounced his leg and Mammon couldn’t help but hiccup as he took a shaky and telling breath, gripping the noirette’s arm like a vice. Mammon’s eyes even watered a little bit from the tightening pressure of his pants against the ever quickening speed of Lucifer’s thigh grinding against his cock: Fucking sadist probably loved the fact that he was crying..
“Ahn~..” Mammon mewled, trying to muffle the sound by burying his face into Lucifer. “S-Stop.. L-Lucifer it’s t-too much-” He stuttered, “It feels good Luci..” He whimpered, “Stop it.. D-Don’t move anymore..” He pleaded so prettily, the pleas just pushing Lucifer further.
“But you said it feels good didn’t you?” Lucifer chuckled quietly, before pressing Mammon even closer to him, starting to angle his leg even better, grinding his thigh against Mammon’s unmentionables. Lucifer’s gloveless hands planted on Mammon’s clothed hips as the elder lifted him up and down to make Mammon involuntarily ride his thigh, increasing the pleasure by a 10 fold.
Mammon couldn’t hold it anymore- “Lu-ci~f-fer-'' He trembled, “I-It feels re-really good..” Mammon could feel how hot his face had become as his face contorted in pleasure, gasps leaving his lips as he trembled and came for the raven haired man, red eyes watching him with lust as Mammon mewled as quietly as he could.
Lucifer kissed him again, the sounds coming out of Mammon being muffled enough not to alert MC just over yonder.
“You’ve been such a good boy, Mammon.” Lucifer whispered in his ear, “Cumming from simply riding my thigh, and trembling so beautifully..” The elder described dirtily, making Mammon whimper at his own actions.
“And crying too? Fuck, you’re my perfect pretty little slut, aren’t you, Mammon? So submissive for your big brother.. So good for me.” Lucifer continued to grind his leg into Mammon, the words and overstimulation making Mammon release a few more tears.
A minute later, Lucifer finally let him go, MC having left a couple seconds prior, saying something Mammon hadn’t paid any attention to.
Having come right into his pants, Mammon could barely hold himself up any more and became dead weight on Lucifer’s lap, the noirette not even seeming to be bothered by his weight nor the wet spot accompanying it.
“That was cute.” Lucifer laughed, looking at Mammon with a mix of adoration and lust.
“It was hot.” Asmodeus, who Mammon had forgotten about entirely, licked his lips, agreeing. “Fuck, I’m totally going to be thinking of that everytime I’m about to cum for the next century..” The brunette cursed, looking hungry enough to devour Mammon, Lucifer not looking too far off from doing that right here and now.
“That was dangerous, horrible, and embarrassing.” Mammon grumbled, getting up despite the exhaustion coursing through his body and the left over bits of hazy pleasure still clouding the corners of his mind. “Never again. I’m leaving. Goodbye!” The white haired demon huffed, peeking out of the closet to make sure the coast was clear before leaving the closet in order to rush to his room as fast as he possibly could so he could change out of his dirtied pants.
“Oh, I’m definitely going to do this again sometime.” Lucifer laughed at his cute little tsundere brother’s antics, before looking over to Asmodeus, who nodded vigorously. “Definitely, but you’d better invite me.. And next time I’m joining.”
Lucifer nodded, looking at the door Mammon had left from a couple moments ago. “Sure.”