The Devildom Consort - (Obey Me Fanfiction)

The Devildom Consort - Asmodeus

The Devildom Consort – Asmodeus

Rosa took a deep breath.

She now had to go speak with the Crown Prince of the Devildom, after he heard her getting nailed to the bed. No worries, right? Nothing demons would concern themselves with, right? They after all, handled sinners. That was their thing. She'd changed back into her clothing, but this time didn't bother to put her hair up in anyway. It was already evening, and her hair was wet, so she figured she'd wait before braiding it.

Why did she feel so mortified? She shook out of her reverie and headed out the bedroom door. Satan was still in the shower; she had gotten out as soon as they were done having their second bout of sex. Her legs were still shaking from what he'd done to her.

Luckily, Solomon seemed to have retired to his bedroom, because only the Prince was in the common rooms, he was in the kitchenette, trying to make sense of a coffee pot.

He looked up at her and smiled, "Barbatos usually handles this."

"Oh, I'll make some!" she said with a grin of her own and went to help him. She made coffee quickly and then said, "Though it probably won't be as good as what you usually drink."

He shook his head, "It's something. I must say though, the energy in this area is vastly different than others I've visited."

"Oh, how so?" she asked sitting on a stool by the kitchenette. She was genuinely curious; of course, it didn't hurt that the Prince was very handsome and had an engaging manner.

"They, there is an ease among them. Also, a positive energy, I cannot exactly name what it is, but it is pleasant. I noticed it in you as well, Rosa," he admitted. After her arrival in the Devildom, he had begun to think he'd been mistaken. Today, seeing her exuberance over being home, getting her things; he knew he had not imagined it.

Rosa smiled, "It's the energy of ancestors who were on this land before it had a name, energy of knowing that I have family going back generations who on this very land, knew who they were. I can't describe it any better than that. My body just knows its home," she explained passionately.

"Come for a walk with me, I think you and I need to have a conversation nobody will overhear," he said motioning two her room and Solomon's.

She nodded and came to her feet, "Let's go," she said firmly.

Lucifer looked over to see his DDD was blinking with an unread message. He'd been working away, trying to ignore his phone as much as possible. Diavolo was not in Devildom so there was no need to look at it as soon as it dinged. He finally decided to take a moment and read whatever was sent; to get it to stop blinking, or so he told himself. He noticed it was from Satan, but it was not in the group chat. He frowned but opened it anyway.

A white-hot fury swept through him as he saw his Rosa on Diavolo's arm, her face turned up to him in a bright smile. A smile she'd never given him. The House of Lamentation rocked with his fury. His demonic aura erupted from within him, casting his study in a deep purple haze. He refused to give him anything else, she was his, what the fuck did nobody get about this?

He had every intention of reminding her when she returned to him. It was time a few things were made abundantly clear.

Rosa walked down the street with Diavolo, her left arm linked with his right.