/[|𝒯𝒽𝑒𝒾𝓇 𝐻𝓊𝓂𝒶𝓃|]\

✨Satan✨

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Genre:Lemon🍋

No one's POV-
It had been a few weeks since Solomon's spell went wrong and Satan was turned into a neko. He was constantly teased and harassed by his brothers about his new appearance and it was infuriating for him to say the least.

The only person who didn't seem to tease him was M/n. He loved the way the avatar of wrath looked and couldn't help but stare if he was near.

With the new look, a new found need for M/n's attention came along with it. He couldn't go a day without clinging onto the h/c haired male and even started sleeping in his room to get the most attention he could from him. Satan found himself addicted to M/n's scent. He couldn't understand why, but one thing was clear. He couldn't get enough of the f/s (favourite scent) that seemed waft around the aforementioned male.

M/n didn't seem to mind this newfound behavior and embraced it, giving the blondie frequent cuddles and head pats. The brothers on the other hand felt jealous and wanted him to give them the same attention he gave to the fourth oldest.

Satan was home alone, while everyone else went out to enjoy themselves. He refused to go because he didn't want anyone else to see him in such an embarrassing state. The blonde neko wished that M/n would stay home with him, but as luck would have it he agreed to go. He was disappointed that M/n didn't want to spend time with him, but said nothing and said his goodbyes as the group headed out the door. After they left, Satan went back to his room to do some reading.

When he got there, he picked out a book and sat down on his bed to start reading. After about an hour, he started feeling weird. He ignored it for the first few minutes, but with every passing second the feeling grew more intense. He dropped his book on the floor, unable to focus on reading anymore.

His hands reached down to his crotch as a painful erection had formed. He rolled over on his side in a fetal position, clutching his lower regions as he panted and small beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. He rubbed the growing tent in his pants in an attempt to soothe the pain, letting out smalls mewls and pants of pleasure in the process. The green-eyed neko couldn't help but imagine M/n roaming his body with his s/c hands, only making more moans escape his lips. He needed the h/c haired male.

He wanted to be touched by him and feel good. Unfortunately he wasn't home and Satan had to figure something out. Despite the pain of the erection he stumbled to his feet, almost falling over a couple times and made his way to M/n's room.