Obey me Devildom

Truth, Dare and Demons

Truth, Dare and Demons
Looks were exchanged around the room. Each person eyed the others as if they had some silent way of communicating. It was Diavolo who spoke up.
“Truth or dare. The one without the bottle.” He added. I noted his hand was covered with a portion of his sleeping bag. Lucifer's wrist poked out from behind Diavolo’s. Did they think we were dumb, or blind? Chuckling I nodded.
“All right. Since you are the one that picked it, you can pick the first person to do something.” I offered. A wicked grin flashed across his face. His free hand rubbed at his chin. Golden eyes flicked back and forth between Luke and Mammon. This wasn’t going to be good.
Either he would choose Luke, the results of which could be an hour long yelling and screaming fit. Or Mammon would be chosen. Just what would he pick? I wondered watching the white haired boy. He looked expectantly at the lord of the Devildom.
“Mammon, truth or dare?” Diavolo suddenly asked. Mammon arched back sitting up straighter. The look on his face screamed, what me? I giggled. Just another mistake. His bright eyes fell to me. A smirk touching his lips.
“Dare.” He said not turning form me.
“Hmmm.” Diavolo said. “He must do whatever I ask, correct?” he requested of me. I nodded.
“Either that or face the consequences which would also be up to you. You could have us all do something to him like dangle him out the window by his ankles.” I saw a shudder run through the second born brother.
“Very well.” Diavolo stated. “Mammon I dare you to…” he paused. We all waited on the edge of our seats to see just how wicked our leader would be.
“Use your D.D.D. get online and buy everyone in this room a personal gift no less than $20 each!” For one half of a heartbeat there was dead silence. Then, Beel started to laugh, Asmo joined in. Levi yelled out about some Manga he wanted. Satan and Belphegor were both trying to get the device out of Mammon's pocket to force into his hands.
Mammon was yelling at how he didn’t have that much money to just waste. “Quiet!” Lucifer yelled. The room instantly stilled. It was so quiet I swore I heard the scrap of the nail polish brush along my pinky nail. All eyes went to the eldest brother.
“Either you do as you have been dared, or I take Goldie back.” Arching his eyebrow he watched his brother. Muttering to himself, Mammon pulled out his device. Twenty minutes later he had bought the gifts.
“Good. Now who goes next?” Lucifer asked.
“It's Mammon's turn to pick someone.” I told them. I shivered at the look that crossed the avatar of greed's face.
“Well Luci, truth or dare?” he asked. Twinkling lights erupting in his yellow eyes. Lucifer glared down at him, showing no other emotion but slight boredom.
“Truth.” He stated. Mammon looked like he had just won the lottery.
“Is it true that you are in a physical, emotional and loving relationship with Diavolo?” he asked looking as innocent as any demon could. If I thought the room had been quiet before, it was nothing compared to this. Everyone leaned forward. Eyes bore into the avatar of pride.
Lucifer gently blew out a breath to send his hair flying up out of his eye. Not looking at the man beside him he stated. “It is true.” The room exploded! Everyone screaming that they knew it. People yelled out to others about bets placed on this fact.
Diavolo just laughed, pulling his hand out from under the blanket, I saw the long thin fingers interlaced with Lucifer's. He turned to smile warmly at his boyfriend. Both looked contented that the truth had been taken off of their shoulders. Then a look of horror crossed Lucifer's face.
“What will the board say?” he asked. Everyone assured him they would never tell. It took awhile but the room settled back down. Lucifer leaned back against Diavolo's shoulder.
“My turn, correct human?” he asked me. I nodded. “Very well. Luke truth of dare?” Those golden eyes had been locked on me. I wasn’t the only one that thought he was going to ask me. Now we all turned slowly to face Luke. He looked like a deer caught in headlights.
Eyes huge, they had grown round in his tiny baby face. Watching his biggest tormentor he gulped. What was he thinking? I pondered. Finally as if his voice had been taken from him and just now returned, a whispered dare escaped his lips. Lucifer chuckled.
“I dare you to get in the middle of the group and act like a dog.” He arched his eyebrow. I saw Mammon still had his D.D.D. out. Beel elbowed him as I saw the camera come on. “Or you could be cooking for Beel for a week.” Lucifer offered. “If he doesn’t like the food he may just eat you.” The first born shrugged.
Luke eyed the avatar of greed. Beel licked his lips. The pale face of the tiny angel paled more. Slowly he pulled himself into the center of the circle. Everyone watched as he knelt on all fours. He let out a few little yippy barks, panted, rolled onto his back playing with a pretend toy. Before going up to Lucifer and licking the side of his face. We were all laughing as Diavolo held the demon back from smiting the angel.
“My turn, Simenon?” he turned to his constant companion.
“Truth.” He said. Luke thought a moment.
“Is it true that Michael is the strongest of all the angel's?” He asked smirking at Lucifer.
“In my opinion it is true.” Simeon stated. Luke looked smug that he had ascertained this “truth" for the gathered demons. Simeon looked around the group. His eyes darted from one to the other.
“Leviathan" he said. “Truth or Dare?” he asked. Levi swallowed.
“Oh, uh, well um, dare I suppose.” He muttered cheeks red from embarrassment.
“I dare you go put on one of your cosplayer dresses and remain in it til morning.” Simeon stated. Levi's face flamed with heat. He stuttered.
“It is that or you wear it to class on Monday?” The angel smiled serenely. Levi leapt up racing from the room. We all sat watching the door. When he returned he was wearing a long pink dress.
“Your turn.” I told him. He glared at me.
“Alright MC, truth or dare.” He ordered.
“Dare.” I exclaimed he smirked.
“I dare you to make out with the brother you find most attractive.” He waited a smirk on his lips. Asmo still sat before me. He leaned slightly forward brushing his hair back and looking pleased. Lucifer snorted looking away toward Diavolo who appeared very interested. Satan sat up a bit straighter, Belphegor tired to hide behind him. Mammon tsked leaning back on his hands to offer his entire body up. Chuckling at their inane attempts to entice me, I unfolded my legs to stand.
Shaking out the numbness from sitting on them, I watched as all eyes were on me. I took a step one way, several brothers looked deflated. Turning I moved another, gasps and eye brightened with anticipation. Then I dropped to my knees, placing one on either side of the long legs of Beelzebub.
Leaning forward I caught his cheeks in my hands. They were warm, pink from the blood rushing into them. Cautiously I moved forward to press my lips against his. They were soft, warm an yielding under mine. Shifting my weight I pressed in further. Licking my tongue across his lips, I felt his hand touch the small of my back. His mouth opened slightly. Darting my tongue inside I took the chance he wouldn’t bite it off as I flicked it over his own tongue.
“ENOUGH!” Lucifer roared. I sat back. Beel looked stunned. A gentle smile spread over his face as his hand touched his lips.  I had the feeling the sixth born got over looked in matters such as these.
“Thank you.” He whispered to me. Lucifer switched places with me so Asmo could work on his nails. The avatar of lust wouldn’t even look at me. Luke started chuckling as the demon brothers looked at one of their younger brothers. The pure shock on Mammon’s face was enough to get me snorting with laughter as well.
Once again we had to wait until the room resumed quietness. Or enough so we could carry on. “My turn!” I shouted. I turned to the man beside me.
“Diavolo…” it was like the entire room drew a gasp. Lucifer's head spun to look at me so fast I think it did a 360. I hid my smile. Several others leaned forward. This game was proving to be a winner.
“Truth or Dare?” I asked him. He looked thoughtful. I doubted our precious lord ever did anything without careful thought.
“I fear what truth you may have me reveal. I chose dare.” He stated. With his decision made he placed his hands in his lap to wait for his punishment.
“I dare you to show us the most intimate picture you have of Lucifer on your D.D.D.” I stated.
“HUMAN!” Lucifer bellowed. Diavolo held up his hand.
“I am sorry, Luci, it is the rules of the game.” In his other hand he pulled out his device. Flipping it open he searched for a moment then settling on a picture he turned it for us all to see. We gathered closer to check it out.
It was a picture of Lucifer sleeping. He was covered only to the waist. His head resting on Diavolo's chest. The lord of the Devildom smiled over the dark head of his lover. One bare arm of Lucifer's was wrapped around the other's body.
“Awe.” Asmo said placing his hands on either side of his face he rocked from side to side.
“Adorable.” Simeon agreed as him and Luke exchanged a look. Levi, Satan and Beel just nodded. I was almost sure Belphegor was asleep with his eyes open as he had no reaction. Solomon simply shrugged. Lucifer looked murderous. Only Mammon had to ruin it.
“Send that to us all right now!” he asked eagerly.
“That was not part of the dare!” Lucifer shouted. Diavolo and I agreed to which Mammon sat back sulking.
“Just look at those arms, how often do you work out?” Beel asked. The scowl on the oldest brothers face softened slightly. A satisfied smirk touched his lips.
“OK, Diavolo…” Satan said.
“Very well, Satan truth of dare?” he asked.
“Truth.” The blond looked haughtily at the leader.
“Is it true that it was you who ate the cheesecake Beel was saving? Then you just allowed Mammon to take the blame?” Diavolo sat back as he watched the room unfold into chaos once more. Beel and Mammon were shouting at Satan to answer. Levi was recording it, Luke, Solomon and Simeon were just trying to stay out of the way.
“KNOCK IT OFF!” Lucifer once more restored the peace. “Satan answer.” With a face as red as Beelize’s hair Satan muttered a
“Yes.” Mammon slapped him on the back of the head with a pillow. Beel told him he owed him a cheesecake. Diavolo held out a closed fist to me, I bumped it with my own. Leaning toward me he whispered.
“This is so much fun!” I had to agree.
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