Dancing With You| Obey Me! x reader (Oneshots)

~Mammon❤(My Heart)~

(you’re 25 when you meet mammon while he is 20; so really making you 30 at the end of the story, also you have a powerful sex appeal and are not afraid to show off anything, kind of like Asmo, but you aren’t lustful and don’t sleep around. You and Mammon are close friends and this causes you to act childish around him and tease him often )

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(no one pov) 

A greedy scumbag is what most of his friends, or really anyone who knew him believed. That's what they would say and it was true. Though he would never admit to the scumbag part only how greedy he was. He knew it and often found himself stealing things. While he was a child, who lived on the streets he took everything he could and was a good thief. Until he was caught one day by a woman who sold him out for a little bit of coin, that would surely be gone in less than three days’ time. 

His hands had been pressed to his back and a foot rested on his head as he tried to escape, though by each second death seemed to be inescapable. Deep growls would leave his lips as they pressed harder and harder until he could feel the pressure of the male above him slowly breaking his skull. Closing his eyes he waited for the worst until a voice filled the harsh air. 

“What do you think you’re doing?” a dull voice shouts making everyone turn to face it. His eyes widened at the sight of a well-dressed noble standing in front of him. Gold earrings hung from the lobes of their ears swaying with each step they took. Their hands had been tucked between the spaces of the kimono sleeves. A look of disappointment spread across their features making them seem more dangerous than they might have been. Nonetheless, he felt his heart leave his chest as he looked up at the higher-ranked being, now that a higher ranking being had gotten involved he was sure his death was one hundred percent set. 

“This boy has been caught stealing” a male’s voice breaks the silence as he tries to make the point known to the higher ranking person in front of them. 

“I forbid a death penalty for thievery in my kingdom. I believe I made that clear when I became ruler” their stern voice breaks past the rest. If he could focus close enough Mammon believed he could hear all their hearts racing at the presence of their ruler. No one spoke soon; a soft sigh left their lips as they looked up, waving their hand in a soft motion and everyone had stood straight. But the white-haired male still on the ground trying to process what had just happened. 

“Oi, get on your feet, the emperor is speaking” a harsh voice whispers down at him but. He couldn’t move, fear ran through him and his aching head didn’t help and only a pained groan left his lips. His nails dig into the stone ground. 

“You did kick his head multiple times dumbass. He may not be able to get up” another voice whispers. In fact, Mammon could get up but he was afraid of what might happen if he confesses to all of his crimes now. He would surely have his head cut off if he said anything. 

“You, on the ground,” they pause before bending down, he could hear the small stones and dirt scratch the ground lightly by the shoes they were wearing. “What’s your name?” They question making Mammon lift up his head, his blue eyes meeting kind and dull orbs and he feels his heart race. 

“Mammon,” he mutters as he moves his hands under him to lift himself up off the ground. But is stopped when a hand is pressed to his head. Running through his knotted white hair, his eyes widen at the touch.