Obey Me! MC's Adventures in the Devildom

Seven Pieces(Pt. 5)

Satan x fem. Reader SFW, It's giving snotty brat today

I angrily stomp down the hall, gritting my teeth.
I can't stand Lucifer! He locked me inside the house, closed and locked all the windows, placed a magical barrier around the house....
UGGHH!!
There's a knock at the door.
I open it to meet Solomon.

"What?" I ask grumpily, and Solomon raised a brow.

"It's potion time." He said.
"Lucifer let me in, but no one else besides us can come in. Not even the rest of the brothers."

I sigh, choosing a bright green liquid.
I invited Solomon in, and closed the door.
We sit at the dining room table, as I talk to Solomon for a bit.

"Alright." he says. "Drink it. Let's see what female Satan looks like.... You know, because you look like Satan, and stuff..... kinda.....  haha....."

I roll my eyes and drink the potion that indicated the transformation of the female demon form of the Avatar of Wrath.
What a long sentence.

I greenish cloud engulfed me, and I could already hear Solomon's quill scribbling.
My head began to hurt, and my lower back did as well.
Satan's tail wrapped around my left leg, instead of my right, and horns grew out of my head.

"Nnggghh...." I grumble, as the green cloud disperses.

"My head hurts." I tell Solomon, and he looks up at me.

"Why do you look so much more like a goddess besides the other times?"

I take a good look at myself, and smile.
"Don't know." I said.

"Your hair is even different. You've got little streaks of green everywhere."

"Hmph. what about my head?"

"It'll probably hurt all day."

I sigh. "Are you trying to make me end the world?"

"Are you going to end the world?"

I looked a little annoyed at Solomon, and he smiles.

"Alright, fine."

I grunt, sitting down in a chair.

"I can see right through your clothes." He says. "Black must be your favorite color."

"No."

"That's nice."

There was a long moment of silence, before that clicking of a door broke it.

"They're back..... what a shame....." I think to my self aloud. "My headache isn't going away either."

"I'll try to quiet them." Solomon says, walking off.

I rest my head on my arms as the boys grow rowdy.
What a living Hell this house is about to become.

Everything's so..... loud.

"Aarrghhh!" I bang my fists on the table after I sit up straight.

"Shut up!" I yell, and everyone is quiet. Lucifer and Satan smirk.

"I told you two to keep quiet, Levi and Mammon. Your pointless bickering is going to get us killed." Satan says, closing the book he was reading.

"I just want to take another look at those racks......" Asmo says.

Good thing they don't know anything about last month.

"So, you chose me this time." Satan says. "I got to say, you look like a queen..... with lingerie on."

"I'm sorry, " I say angrily. "I don't choose the clothes I wear when I pick the beakers of poison!"

I stand up, and stomp away.

"She's worse than me." Satan says.

"Like Lucifer." Mammon mumbles, and Satan and Lucifer glare at Mammon.

I just want to get rid of my headache..... is that too much to ask?
I close my bedroom door behind me, and sigh, laying across the bed on my stomach.
I stare out of my window, at the night sky.

Knock knock......

I groan in frusrration.
ALREADY?!?
I open my door for Solomon and Satan.

"I need notes." Solomon says. "About both of you."

Satan and I sit beside each other on my bed, as Solomon asks us questions and scribbles things down.

"Why do you write with a quill?" I ask, and Solomon shrugs.

"I don't know. I feel like it's easy to write with a quill, and besides, the other option is a pencil."

Or your little stones and fingers you wrote with in 20 B.C..

I nodded, as Solomon continued to scribble things down.

"Y/n" Solomon asks.

"Yes?"

"Would you consider yourself a typical example of you sex?"

"Yes."

"I don't want to intrude, but....?"

Right, keep it professional.

"Oh." I say. "You don't believe me."
I get angrier every second.

I untie the bow around my gown, and let it slip from my arms.

"Whoa!" Satan says, hugging me to him.

"Calm down, Satan. This is strictly for research...." Solomon said.

Solomon's voice held something way much deeper than the "Professional voice" he usually uses.
Solomon stands, and takes my hand in his.
He twirls me, and keeps me faced away from him more than a second.
Satan snatched me away from Solomon, and I land on my bed with an oof, and I was a little dizzy.

"Get out of here." Satan angrily says, and Solomon tossed his arms in the air.

"I haven't been getting to look over her much lately, I'm just checking to see-!"

"What? If she's tight enough for you?"
I lay across my bed and listen, my face tucked into the sheets.

I sit up. How long has it been? An hour?
Satan's pretty pissed, and it's thundering outside.
I'm pretty pissed too. These idiots haven't stopped arguing since they got in here.
I sit up, facing Satan and Solomon.

"I have a headache!" I scream, and the two boys jump.
"Shut up, or I'll slit your throats!"

I made a show of my anger, and threw my numerous pillows at them.

"Stop arguing kids!"

I push Satan and Solomon out of my room, and plop my butt back down on my bed.
It's late.
I look over to the lingerie that was supposed to be my demon form outfit.
I sigh.
You piece of shit gown.

There's a knock on my door again, and I groan loudly in disappointment.

"Come in." I say, and Satan walks in.

"If you're going to yell, get the hell-." I begin, but Satan interrupted me.

"I'm not here to scream. Solomon left."

"I noticed when it stopped thundering."

"Why didn't you try to stop me?"

"No reason. I just like to see you upset."

"That's a bad thing."

I stand in my gown, and kiss Satan.
I smirk.
Satan raises a brown, and kisses me again.
He pulls me over to my bed, slipping my robe off once again.

"Condom." I reminded.