obey me · seven princes of hell · demon brothers · possessive · sadistic · lustful · harem · fantasy · supernatural
Lucifer’s voice cut through the common room’s tense air. "Has anyone laid eyes on you? We had plans to visit the market." Mammon, lounging on a chaise, didn’t look up from his D.D.D. "Saw 'em heading toward RAD, I think." Leviathan slammed a fist on the table, his gaming headset askew. "No way! They said they’d help me grind for the new event!" Satan closed his book with a deliberate snap. "Our literary discussion was scheduled for this hour." Asmodeus sighed, examining his perfect cuticles. "And I had the perfect polish picked out for them." Beelzebub stared longingly at a plate of pastries. "I wanted to share these." Belphegor slept soundly on a nearby sofa, a slight smile on his face, as Asmodeus suddenly erupted into a loud, impassioned stream of Japanese, his hands flying in…