Demons & Dynasty

Chapter 7 *lime-ish?*

It seemed very odd being in Diavolo's office without him there. The coffin had been buried, drinks shared and food eaten. Now, the 7 brothers, Barbatos, Chalkie, Michael and I were standing in Diavolo's office, in a circle around his desk. All 11 of us were looking at our feet when Michael spoke up. "I took the liberty of taking Diavolo's Solon." I looked up at Michael, confused.
"I'm sorry, what's a Solon?"
"Oh," Michael gave a small shake of his head, "well I guess in the human real, Y/N, it would be what you call a 'Will and Testament'"
"Ah, okay, I understand, please continue."
"I haven't read it yet, I thought it'd be best to do that in the presence of Diavolo's closest friends and family." Michael bowed his head, pulling a rather large envelope from the desk behind him. "Here goes nothing."His eyes scanned over the formalities, raising his voice when he got to something important.
"Well I think this is the bit we've all been waiting for." Michael's eyes looked up from the paper, scanning the apprehensive looks around the room, before he continued to read aloud for us all to hear with nervous ears, "I, Diavolo, Prince of the devildom, hereby declare that upon my passing, due to my lack of an heir, the next ruler of the Devildom will be..." Michael's eyes grew to the size of saucers.
"Michael, what is it?" Lucifer spoke for the first time since Michael began reading the Solon.
"Well, uh, it says the next ruler of the Devildom will be..."
"Who??" Cried Mammon, growing impatient.
"Its, Y/N..." Michael spoke slowly, raising his head to look me in the eyes.
"Oh... my... god..." I mumbled quietly, shock sinking into my bones. I felt all 10 pairs of eyes burning into me. "Why me? What else does it say? I can't do this! Why me?" The shock was radiating out of my like gamma rays, physical heat leaving my skin.
"...the next ruler of the Devildom will be Y/N L/N. She is one of the strongest people I have and will ever know, and there is no one more fitting to rule my realm. However, there is the issue of her status as a human, due to this, she must, within the two months proceeding my death, she must take a husband, securing her demon status. I feel, she will also feel more comfortable with someone at her side to support her, this will definitely come as a big shock." Michael laid the paper back down on the desk, and looked back up at us.
I was stunned. Shocked. I couldn't fathom the events unfolding before me and my legs felt weak. I instinctively grabbed ahold of Levi who was standing next to me to support myself.
"So," Asmo, spoke slowly, "Y/N is going to be the queen of the entire devildom," he looked at me as he spoke, "and one of us," he looked down the line at his brothers, "has to marry her?"
"That is exactly it" Michael clarified, "and you have 2 months."
I felt the gaze of the brothers on me again. Crap. How do I get myself in these situations? "Do you have any questions, Y/N?" Michael's golden eyes beamed at me. "Well, I guess everything is quite clear... besides, why will me," I stammered on the word, "getting married... change my status to a demon?"
"Well, the marriage bond between a human and a demon, will change the human into a demon - you will gain a demon form, wings and horns and all the rest." Lucifer answered me. "But, Y/N, it also means that you will no longer be allowed to return to the human realm. Only for short visits and not often as it will drain you, as it drains us..."
Thoughts ran through my mind, a never ending stream of questions and answers, scenarios and fear.
"I believe now is the time we took our leave, Chalkie." Michael spoke, looking at her, "these 8 have a lot to discuss." He smiled as he turned to gather his things. I glanced over to see Chalkie hugging tightly to Barbatos. I felt so sorry for them, I knew I had trying times ahead, but I don't know how I could cope being realms away from the one I loved.

*Time Skip*

Silence engulfed the living room. All 8 of us sat around the fire, full bottles of demonus in hand, empty bottles of demonus on the floor. Getting slowly wasted in our funeral attire seemed like the only way to end this rollercoaster of a day. Ties and top buttons were undone, shirts untucked and hair let down. Even Lucifer was heavily drinking.
"So," Mammon slurred, "which one of us do you love most Y/N?" I took another mouthful of demonus and hiccuped, my cheeks blushing but not just from the wine. "I don't knowww" I whined, unsure where to look I just gazed at my feet.
"Maybe you should kiss us all and find out" I looked up to see Asmo wink at me from across the room.
"Yeah that sounds like a good idea!" Shouted a tipsy blushing Levi.
"Really?" I asked, kind of excited by the idea, the alcohol giving me confidence. I was no where near drunk, we'd discovered that the demonus didn't have the same effect on me as it did on demons, I was still fully conscious and aware of my actions, but if I embarrassed myself I could always pin the blame to the alcohol, I was very good at faking being drunk. All 7 brothers were nodding vigorously at the prospect of me kissing them, so I decided to engage them in their fantasies. I would go round the room, first of, Belphie.
I slid across the sofa, keeping eye contact with him the whole time. As I drew nearer I saw the glimpse of excitement in his eyes. I placed my hand on his cheek, the other on his knee and I drew him into the kiss. It was passionate, I could feel his tongue butting at my closed lips begging for entrance and when I denied him he whined into me. I smirked up at him before turning to Beel who was sitting next to him.
Beel was a big softie really, but I felt like he had another side to him I was yet to see. I ran my fingers through his hair and placed my other hand on his lower back, pulling him into a gentle kiss. He place his hand on my waist, and I kissed him delicately, as is he were a porcelain statue that could break.
Next in line was Levi. He was still blushing crazily, so I thought I'd toy with him a little more. I climbed into his lap and kissed him, forcing my tongue into his mouth. I heard him gasp as I pulled away from the kiss, his face was scarlet and it made me giggle.
I turned next to Mammon, his face as red as Levi's. I put my hands round his neck and began kissing hard, his body sinking further into the sofa. I bit his lip, gaining me a small whimper, but I knew he was enjoying himself. I pulled away and he looked at me with big, desperate eyes.
Next was Asmo. I knew I'd need to pull out a few tricks to impress him, him being the avatar of lust and all. He was on the opposite sofa so I slid down onto the floor, and, crawling in my most seductive manner made my way over to Asmo who greeted me with open legs, pulling me up from the floor and kissing me hard. His lips were unbelievably smooth. As I was about to break the kiss he whispered in my ear, "I promised I'd fight for you" before giving my ear a small nibble.
Shocked but undeterred, I turned to face Lucifer who greeted me with a grin, before grabbing ahold of my wrists and smashing his lips on mine. Before I could react his tongue was in my mouth, and I accidentally let a moan slip out in ecstasy.
Lastly I turned to Satan, his large green eyes bore into my (e/c) eyes, causing my face to heat up. My mind flew to the other night we shared together, and all the dreams I had had of this make-out moment. 'Snog Satan' was about to come off my bucket list. He grabbed me by the waist and switched our places so I was on the sofa. "You're mine" he whispered before locking our lips together, our tongues exploring one another. I couldn't help but moan when his hand dipped from my waist to my ass. "Satan.." I moaned. I could feel the intent stare of the others on us and all of a sudden lost all confidence I had as embarrassed swept over me. I hiccuped as he broke this kiss and grinned at my blushing face, "does this mean I win?" he smirked.