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It was a normal day in the House of Lamentation. Mammon was looking for Goldie which Lucifer hid somewhere again as punishment for something Mammon couldn't be bothered to remember. Satan was stashed in his room reading. Levi was also stashed away in his room, playing a new game that he's been excited for. Beel was in the kitchen eating everything he could get his hands on while trying not to move too much to not wake Belphy who was sleeping on the kitchen table. Asmo was in his room painting his nails. Finally, Lucifer was most likely doing paperwork somewhere, but no one has seen him for a couple days.
All this to say that no one was expecting to be teleported to a room that seems to be a movie theater with seemingly no exits. "What the hell?!" Mammon shouted as soon as he realized that he was in the theater. Everyone immediately broke in to a panic trying to transform into their demon forms, but they were all baffled to realize that they couldn't. "WHAT IS GOING ON!" Asmo shouted, obviously panicked. " ASMO! Calm down, we'll figure this out," Beel said, trying to comfort him. Satan was silently walking towards the front when he suddenly said, "Hush you idiots. There's a note right here.
All the brothers immediately flocked towards him to try to get a look at what the note said. Everyone except Mammon. "I DON'T CARE ABOUT SOME STUPID NOTE. WE WERE SUDDENLY TRANSPORTED TO THIS RANDOM PLACE WITH NO EXITS. NOT TO MENTION THAT WE'RE NOT ABLE TO GO TO OUR DEMON FORMS." Belpy suddenly came up to him and slapped him. "Calm down, we're all confused and trying to figure out what's going on, but you freaking out certainly won't help."
"Hey guys.. Where's Lucifer?" Asmo muttered. "I just find it odd we were all transported here except him." "YOU DON'T THINK HE'S THE ONE THAT DID THIS DO YOU?" Asmo suddenly shouted. "I doubt that even he is capable of this, and if he was behind it he'd probably come here to gloat." Satan scoffed. "That being said let's stop with these idiotic theories and read the note." Everyone gathered around as Stan began to read.
"Hello demon brothers. I have brought you here to learn something about your oldest brother, Lucifer. Some of you have probably noticed how odd he has been acting, and I want to show you why. This will also uncover some secrets that you were never meant to know. You will be able to leave after you watch this."
"Well that explains why he's not here, but I'm wondering what kind of secrets they're talking about." Beel spoke out. "I haven't seen him in a couple days. Maybe the secret is why. I bet the secret is that he's a party animal in his free time and has been avoiding us because he doesn't want us to know because he's ashamed." Belphy said which got Satan to snicker.
"Well we might as well go ahead and start so we can leave as soon as possible." Mammon groaned. All the demon brothers went to sit on the couches scattered around. "Now that I know what's happening and that I can leave, I'm actually quite excited. Oooooohhhhhhhh, do you think we'll be able to read his thoughts! That'd be very interesting," Asmo started rambling and most of the brothers felt the same as him now that they knew they weren't in danger. Satan and Belphy were sulking that they had to watch Lucifer, but they were also kind of anxious. Mainly for the fact they could get blackmail material. Suddenly as screen popped up.
This situation should be normal. Lucifer is Lord Diavolo's right-hand man. It's normal for him to be called to the castle. At least, that's what Lucifer told himself.
"Diavolo called Lucifer to the castle. There's not really anything strange about that." Beel said, which got most to agree. "I don't really understand why he'd have to tell himself that that's normal," Mammon said. "Maybe if you guys could shut up we could figure it out." Satan grumbled, but he was also pretty curious. Of course when asked he said it was because he couldn't wait to leave.
Sure, it's an ungodly hour of the night, but I'm sure it's for good reason, Lucifer attempted to reason with himself. He was nothing if not logical, after all. Yes, he sounded angry, but what would he have to be angry about? Lucifer's questions as he walked through the dimly lit streets of after-midnight Devildom were left unanswered.
"Well that explains it," "Yeah it does, but why would Diavolo be angry at Lucifer, especially at that late hour?" Asmo said, sounding kind of worried. "Well I for one am glad that our 'PErFecT" big brother does get into trouble sometimes. This is going to be hilarious. Levi, I'll get you that game you wanted of you record this." Belph said. "Deal!" Levi said immediately.
He watched the people around him as he walked. At 2 am on a Saturday night, the only people out would be demons hoping to score an incubus or a succubus for free. And, of course, Asmodeus. But Asmo is fast asleep at the house, Lucifer thought. Perhaps I should rest when I return to the house. My thoughts are starting to not be accurate nor useful anymore.
"SEE! I told you guys I'm the favorite brother. He's thinking about me," Asmo declared. "He's literally insulting you," Levi stated dryly. "Well, not really insulting, just stating facts." "His thoughts are probably usually not accurate or useful anyways, and he's just convinced himself they are." Satan said venomously. "Guys, we're getting sidetracked here. I'm just wondering what the fuck Lucifer did to get to get Diavolo so mad at him." Mammon for once made a good point. "Just play the video so I can start recording." Levi said, while basically drooling while thinking about his future game.
Though, no one was out and about on the streets. During the night, when it was winter, Devildom was bitingly cold. No incubus nor succubus would be out in their normal attire if they cared about the threat of sickness. So, most demons were the ones rushing past to get to a different club after getting kicked out or the club closing. Lucifer glanced past the glittering lights of the city to see a large building in the distance. Good, he was close. He didn't know how much more of this cold he could stand.
The castle made a great scene in the distance, grandeur unmatched by anything near it, as if anyone truly tried. Lucifer's hands shook and he placed them in the pockets of his winter coat to hide it from any passer-by. Though he could blame it on the cold, Lucifer knew what the shaking was for. Fear. For Diavolo to not just text him, but call him at such an ungodly hour, sounding so angry... It didn't bode well for the Morningstar. He didn't ask if he wanted to come to the castle to have a drink, to help him with work, or even to help with a new event the prince had planned.
"So even Lucifer doesn't know what he did. This is getting more and more interesting," Belph said. "I'm getting kind of worried for him." Beel said worriedly. "Oh come on! It's Diavolo. The worst thing that could happen is a slap on the wrist. Those two are basically in love with each other." Mammon stated. "I guess you're right, but Lucifer seems really worried..." Beel said again sounded really worried. "Luci's probably just overthinking. I mean have you ever seen those two fight," Asmo said which made calmed Beel down for now.
Come to the castle. Now. I expect you to be there in no less than 20 minutes, Diavolo's voice rang through Lucifer's memory. Diavolo was seldom angry with him. Over the centuries they'd known each other, the prince has become something of a friend. (Lucifer chose to ignore the way Diavolo's smile pulled on his heartstrings. Or the way his laugh sent butterflies in the former angel's stomach. No, easier to ignore those feelings than face them.)
"WAIT HE ACTUALLY LIKES HIM! I WAS JOKING!" Mammon shouted. Asmo suddenly squealed very loudly. "OMD! I HAVE TO SET THEM UP!" Asmo looked like his birthday came early from how excited he was. 'I mean I can't say I was expecting this, but this is VERY good blackmail material." Satan said and Belph snickered. "Levi was just intensely recording saying it reminded him of some anime he's seen. "Well, I for one support them. They seem to like each other a lot. Maybe the secret and why we haven't seen Lucifer is because they're dating, and he just doesn't want to tell us," Beel said in support of them. "I'm sorry to tell you Beel, but that's probably not it. Lucifer said, well not said, more like thought, that he's pushing those feelings down. Even besides that, Diavolo seems really mad," Satan said. which greatly lowered the mood. "Well then I'll have to try to make them get together even harder!" Asmo said determinedly.
Lucifer's heeled shoes clicked on the stone pathway up to the castle's doors. Ah, he thought numbly. I've arrived. Lucifer's gloved hands knocked on the wooden door before he could think about it. It had all become routine at this point. He would knock, only for the door to be flung open and be dragged into a life-draining hug from Lord Diavolo. He would greet him and they would talk for a bit before he finally let Lucifer inside.
But it seems today that routine would be broken.
"Awwwwww, I didn't know Diavolo hugs Lucifer every time he walks in. That's really cute," Asmo was fangirling. "I mean I guess it would make sense that routine would be broken with how mad Lucifer thinks Diavolo is." Levi says. "Hurry up and play it! I'm getting invested!" Mammon said.
Instead of Diavolo greeting him at the door, it was Barbatos. Lucifer stared at him in shock. Something is wrong, Lucifer thought before composing himself and smiling at the butler.
"Good evening, Barbatos." Lucifer greeted, stepping inside the castle. The butler quickly closed the door behind him and faced the prideful demon.
"The young master is in his throne room. He is awaiting your audience." Every alarm in Lucifer's head began to go off. Diavolo was never in his father's old throne room unless he could help it, especially not alone. Something was definitely wrong. Barbatos walked closer to Lucifer and whispered, "I don't know what you've done to anger him, but you need to fix it. Fast. He's been angry all day and he hasn't left that room since dinner," Barbatos sounded worried for Lucifer. And if Barbatos was worried for him, something was wrong. Lucifer took a deep breath, calming his nerves, and smiled.
"I know you guys said not to get worried, but I am REALLY worried now that even Barbatos seems worried," Beel said. Not even Belph or Satan can turn this on Lucifer. To be truthful even they were slightly worried, but they'd never admit that. No one said anything. They sat there in anxious silence until the video started playing again.
"I'm sure this is all some big misunderstanding. The throne room, yes?" Lucifer's voice didn't shake, exuding confidence he didn't feel. But, that is the Avatar of Pride's way. Fake it until you make it. Barbatos nodded grimly before walking away, off to perform his never-ending list of chores. Lucifer walked in the direction of the throne room confidently, though the confidence was not felt by the prideful demon himself. He opened the doors to the throne room quietly and stepped inside, the click of his heels echoing through the large, empty room. He faced the large, ornate throne and had to stop himself from running right then and there.
"Well at least he knows when not to be prideful, but even I must reluctantly admit that I'm slightly worried," Satan mumbled. "I can't believe even him in all his pride feel the need to run away," All the brothers' expressions could be seen getting scared and anxious, but none were in a full panic.
Diavolo was a royal. He was bred to terrify the lowly demons below his rank, which included every demon in Devildom. However, Diavolo never used his intimidation unless the situation absolutely called for it. And, apparently, scaring Lucifer out of his skin at the current moment was a situation that called for it.
"Ugh, I'd hate to be Lucifer here. I've never seen Diavolo mad, and I hope I never do," Mammon said, to which all brothers nodded in agreement. They immediately went back to watching the video, hoping that nothing bad would happen.
Diavolo was lounging on the throne of his father, soon to be his throne, staring at the ornate ceiling. Instead of his normal red RAD uniform, he was in his demon form. The golden clip that held the fur that normally draped his shoulders lay on the center of his chest, the black fur nearly falling off his shoulder from his relaxed position. His bat-like wings hung limp at his sides. His stomach muscles were flexed. How would they look- Lucifer, do not. That is the future king of Devildom and one of your closest friends. You will not have such undeniably sinful thoughts about him, especially when he is sitting right in front of you.
"Ok, I know we're all worried, but let's talk about Lucifer's thoughts. THEY'RE SO CUTE!" Asmo was once again, fangirling. "Yes, but don't forget Diavolo's in his demon form. This is more and more quickly becoming worse and worse for Lucifer," Levi stated, which got Asmo to calm down and go back to being worried.
However, despite the position, there was something undoubtedly tense about Diavolo. His shoulders weren't relaxed against the chair as he lay in it. He kept balling his hands into fists, then releasing them. He didn't look like someone relaxing on a throne. He looked as if he was attempting to calm himself down.
Diavolo turned to Lucifer. "Lucifer. You've finally decided to grace me with your presence." His voice was cold. Angry. Fierce golden eyes met crimson. Lucifer nearly froze in fear. But he pushed himself to speak, not wishing to anger the prince any further.
"I'm still so curious abut why he's so mad," Mammon interrupted. "Maybe if you would shut up we know know by now and leave this stupid room,"Belph muttered.
"You called me to the castle?" Lucifer spoke up, failing to hide the fear in his voice. His eyes couldn't tear away from Diavolo's.
"I did. I wanted to discuss something with you." The prince's voice was cold and angry. Once again, Lucifer wondered what he had done to warrant this reaction. Diavolo stood from his throne and walked toward Lucifer. The prideful demon couldn't help but back away as he approached. But, there was only so much space in one room.
Lucifer's back hit a wall and he cursed himself in his head. Diavolo was a little bit too close for comfort, but he wasn't touching him, so at least he didn't have to deal with that.
"Maybe this is Diavolo just pretending to be angry, and he's actually going to kiss Diavolo," Asmo couldn't resist from saying something like this with this suspiciously close scene. "Yeah you may actually be right this time, I remember this one anime where..." Levi rambled for a bit, and everyone was either too invested or worried about what was happening on the screen to interrupt him.
"Mammon recently visited the castle, at my last party. You remember it, yes?" Diavolo's voice had a lighter tone when he spoke this time. All the built-up tension in Lucifer's body and anxious thoughts in his mind ceased. This wasn't about him, it was about one of his brothers. He wasn't the problem. Mammon was. That, he could work with.
Everyone immediately gave Mammon a side eye. "Mammon, what'd you even do?" Belph said. "So I guess Lucifer IS too much of a suck up to do anything against his precious Diavolo," Satan said. He was actually quite relieved, because if it was Mammon's fault, Lucifer is much less likely to actually be in danger. "I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING! WELL MAYBE I STOLE ONE THING, BUT I'M WAS SURE HE WOULDN'T NOTICE!" Mammon actually felt quite bad for getting Lucifer into trouble, but he was now starting to worry for himself.
Diavolo had gotten closer to Lucifer while he was thinking. It was starting to get uncomfortable with how close the prince was. Lucifer attempted to move around him, slipping past the larger demon's body, but that was quickly stopped.
"I think Diavolo should back up. Lucifer's obviously uncomfortable with how close Diavolo is to him," Beel said, which everyone shared his feeling with. "I mean Lucifer can defend himself and Diavolo is quite nice. if Lucifer said he was uncomfortable, he'd probably back up." Satan said, but honestly he didn't quite believe Diavolo would back up right now if Lucifer asked him to with how angry he was. At least he got most of the brothers to calm down, but Belph and Beel were both feeling uneasy.
Diavolo put a hand on the wall next to Lucifer, his arm stopping him from moving any further. Diavolo's body language shifted from relatively friendly to passive-aggressive. It was clear to Lucifer what that move meant. It was a warning. If he tried to escape again, Diavolo wouldn't just put an arm there to stop him. The prince continued as if he did nothing.
"So maybe he wouldn't let him leave if he wanted to," Levi said, quite concerned. "I'm wondering why he's being so weird to Lucifer when Mammon's the one who's in trouble." Beel said. "HEY!' Everyone ignored that comment from Mammon. "Maybe Lucifer was supposed to watch Mammon to keep him out of trouble, but failed and Diavolo's mad at him because of it?" Levi started theorizing.
"A piece of royal jewelry was stolen from the castle. Very rare and expensive to replace. An heirloom from generations ago, passed down to me. Pure gold with real diamonds and rubies." Diavolo said, staring down at Lucifer with his golden eyes. Those piercing, sinful golden eyes. The eyes that looked the former angel's body up and down and analyzed every bit of it. The eyes of a man that couldn't help but think of what his beautiful Morningstar would look down on his knees before his lord. His beautiful Morningstar submitting to him. His Morningstar wearing his lord's marks of ownership. If the prince had more shame, he might be glad that Lucifer didn't notice.
"EW WTF!" Mammon immediately shouted. "I DIDN'T KNOW WE'D ALSO HEAR DIAVOLO'S THOUGHTS! AND I CAN I PLEASE FORGET HE SAID THAT ABOUT LUCIFER! MAYBE THEY HAD SEX! YOU DON'T THINK WE'RE GOING TO WATCH THEM HAVE SEX DO YOU?! ALSO DIAVOLO IS POSSESSIVE! GROSS!" Mammon was now freaking out, being disgusted, but Satan couldn't help but find Diavolo's thoughts quite sinister. Asmo was on a similar train of thought as his, as he's had several possessive lovers that had thoughts quite similar to Asmo, and all that's to say none of them ended well. "Are we just ignoring the fact that Mammon stole a family heirloom from Diavolo?" Levi started to turn on Mammon quite quickly. "Mammon could you maybe please try not to steal anything? Please?" Beel said hesitantly, feeling bad for all of his brothers. "Guys calm down, Mammon do you still have it.?" Everyone expected him to say no, but Mammon actually exclaimed yes quite positively. "I'll simply give it back and then I won't be in trouble! Do you think that me stealing that is the reason Lucifer stole Goldie? I'll just give it back, and then this will all be settled!" Mammon was once again quite happy to have an out from trouble. Everyone looked at him odd for not knowing why he was in trouble, especially Satan, but it was to be expected at this point. No one said anything in response to mammon's idiocy, and then the video began playing again.
Lucifer was too busy mulling over his words. He grimaced at the implication. There was no doubt in his mind his little brother would steal it. Lucifer sighed and looked back up at Diavolo right as the crowned prince stopped staring at him.
"He stole it, I presume?" Lucifer asked, clarifying the obvious. Diavolo nodded, the hand placed next to Lucifer's shoulder removed.
"Yes. It was him. You understand my... Frustration." The prince stared down at his right-hand man, his eyes full of something Lucifer would not call frustration. Fury would be a better term. Lucifer forced himself to smile, a ghost of his normal confident smirk.
'I'm still confused on why he's so mad at Lucifer when it's Mammon he should be mad at," Beel said in confusion. "So far my theory seems the most likely Satan said, and just play the video and we would see," Satan was frustrated from the video being paused so often. "Well we all have amazing blackmail material, but Diavolo might murder us if these ever get exposed," Levi said, but he was still recording.
"Of course, my lord. I will punish him at once," Lucifer's tone was slowly returning back to normal, confidence seeping back into his body as he started to think he wasn't in danger anymore.
"Yes, that's what I expect of the eldest of the Avatars. An iron fist." The prince's tone was back to normal, most of his anger lost in favor of joking with his friend. "Return it to me within the week." Diavolo was smiling again, but there was still an edge to it, as if he was still boiling below the surface. However, it didn't concern Lucifer, who was happy to leave as soon as possible. Lucifer nodded before making a slight bow and turning to leave. After all, it was nearly three in the morning. Beel would be wanting his midnight snack soon and Lucifer took pride in making that for him. But, it seemed Lord Diavolo had other plans.
"He seems so passive aggressive! WAIT! MY MIDNIGHT SNACK. I NEVER GOT IT THAT NIGHT, BUT I JUST REALIZED I'M STARVING!" Everyone was in agreement with the first thing Beel said, but everyone other than Belph didn't care that much about him getting a midnight snack right now with how anxious they all were from the video. Luckily for them, Beel was quickly placated with several snacks appearing in his hands. Everyone couldn't be bothered to question it and wanted to get back to the video.
Lucifer felt a rough hand grab his arm and slam his back against the wall, placing him in nearly the same position as before. A ripple of pain was sent down his spine and Lucifer cursed silently.
All the brothers cringed at the violence against their oldest brother, and most started glaring at the screen. Most of them don't really like Lucifer that much, but even they must admit it was quite unpleasant seeing their big brother being thrown around.
"I'm not done, Morningstar." Diavolo's tone was hostile and Lucifer couldn't help but freeze up as he stared up at the demon prince. His body was caging the prideful demon, preventing any escape. With Lucifer still in his human form, Diavolo towered above him, making him all the more intimidating. His arm blocked his escape to Lucifer's left and the other hand was gripped around his tie, pulling the former angel closer to Diavolo's fury-filled eyes.
"I know we're in a serious situation right now, and trust you I'm just at mad at Diavolo as the rest of you.BUT THEY'RE GOING TO KISS!" Asmo was mostly trying to lighten the mood here, and it mostly worked. The brothers were all still slightly tense, but they began discussing Lucifer and Diavolo's treacherous affair that was inevitable.
"He's your brother, is he not?" The demon prince asked though it was clearly not something Lucifer was meant to answer. He didn't even know if he could, frozen completely in fear as he failed to tear himself away from Diavolo's golden, piercing eyes. "You are partly responsible for him. I think you deserve punishment as well." The word repeated in Lucifer's mind. Punishment? the prideful demon thought. What do I have to be punished for?
"Punishment?" Lucifer voiced his thoughts. "My lord, I did nothing wrong." The former angel waited for Diavolo to come to his senses and let him go. To cease this unreasonable talk of punishment for something he never did. However, that never came. Instead, Diavolo's eyes only burned brighter with red-hot fury.
"I honestly feel quite bad for Lucifer, having to take care of Mammon all the time." Levi said, which made all the brother (except Mammon of course. He was shouting at them for being terrible brothers to him.) nod. "I still don't understand why Diavolo is so mad at Lucifer when Mammon was the one who did something wrong. Mammon watch out, your days are probably numbered." Levi said. "I hope the punishment is something light," Beel was quite worried, and he was referring to both his brothers when he said he thought that. He known Mammon can't control his stealing, and in his opinion, Lucifer did nothing wrong.
"You are responsible for your brothers. And you must take responsibility for their actions that you could've stopped." Diavolo said swiftly, rendering Lucifer silent as he attempted to think of any remark back. But the demon prince's logic was not entirely faulty. Lucifer was at that party and stayed with Mammon for the majority of it. He had only left his side briefly to make sure Beel wouldn't swallow the entire dessert table. Come to think of it, Mammon did have something shiny in his pocket, but Lucifer had just assumed it was Goldie, which he had recently given back to its owner.
Mammon started to feel quite guilty at this, and he decided to remain quiet. Beel was in the same boat as Mammon, as he realized he was the reason Lucifer had to stop watching Mammon. Most of the brothers still didn't agree that Lucifer should get punished for it, but ther was nothing they could do.
"Of course, Lord Diavolo. Whatever you wish," Lucifer sighed before he spoke. "Whatever you see fit." Diavolo released Lucifer's tie, allowing the former angel more movement. He attempted a half bow, but the demon prince's body blocked him from doing much. Lucifer stared at the floor, refusing to look Diavolo in the eye. Diavolo laughed above him and moved ever closer to Lucifer.
"Whatever I wish, hm? You know, initially, I was merely going to give you more work. An inconvenience. But if you're offering..." Diavolo tilted Lucifer's chin up and smiled mischievously. In one swift motion, the demon prince captured his servant's lips in a kiss. Lucifer froze completely as his head was pushed against the wall, too surprised to stop him or push him away. Diavolo's hand was holding his jaw in place so his servant couldn't move his head if he tried.
"WTF I WAS KIDDING!" Asmo was immediately panicked. "Honestly I'm kind of glad that they kissed. Diavolo likes Lucifer, Lucifer Likes Diavolo. I don't really see what the problem is," Levi added. "That's not the issue here Levi. Diavolo never got Lucifer's consent, and the way the video words it, it seems like Lucifer doesn't want to kiss him." Belph said, which immediately made everyone in the room quite sour. "Maybe Diavolo thought that Lucifer would want it." Beel said. He was trying to look at the the best outcome, which admittedly wasn't that good. The atmosphere was suffocating, as most of the brothers were quite mad, but they're waiting to see what Diavolo is going to do to see how they should feel.
Diavolo pushed ever closer to his servant and Lucifer backed into the wall, attempting to move backward through the solid matter. His head was pushed against it and tilted upward as the prince continued to kiss him. A hand was placed on his hip and Lucifer finally processed what was happening. A shiver ran down his spine as the uncomfortability of the situation set in. He moved his arms from where they lay limply at his sides and pushed against Diavolo's chest. The prince thankfully pulled away without protest.
"Hey! He moved away when Lucifer didn't want him to continue," Everyone was quite relieved because some were sure that it was going in a much different direction yet. Satan wasn't convinced yet, and he was waiting for the video to end to actually relax.
"Is something wrong, Lucifer?" Diavolo was far too close for comfort. He could easily close the distance between their lips again. "You've changed into your demon form. Are you threatened by me?" Diavolo laughed and decreased the space between them again. Their bodies were nearly touching and Lucifer wanted to do nothing except bolt.
The mood immediately went back to what it was before Diavolo backed away, but everyone was pissed now because it was now confirmed that Diavolo kissed Lucifer without his consent multiple times. 'WTF! I KNOW LUCIFER ISN'T THE BEST, BUT YOU CA'T JUST KISS SOMEONE WHEN THEY DON'T WANT YOU TO" Asmo was getting quite fired up, but before they brothers could say anything the video continued playing.
"You... Kissed me. Why did you kiss me?" Lucifer finally said, recovering from the sudden, unwanted kiss and the sweet way the prince was talking to him. Diavolo chuckled and placed a kiss on Lucifer's head.
"You said whatever I wish. Whatever. I. Wish. Are you going back on your word?" Diavolo still smiled, but the hand previously holding his servant's jaw moved down to place a ghost of pressure on Lucifer's throat. Without thinking, the prideful demon placed a hand on Diavolo's. Immediately, the force on his throat became a problem. Lucifer dug his nails into the hand on his throat, struggling to breathe.
"..." "WHAT THE HELL! HE'S CHOKING LUCIFER!" Mammon screamed, and chaos immediately broke around. Mammon was screaming something at the screen no one could decipher. Levi's hands, which were holding a camera, were trembling, and even he didn't know if it was in disgust or fear for his brother. Asmo and Beel both looked like they were seconds away from throwing up. Finally, Belph and Satan were both shocked, and glaring at the Diavolo on the screen in hatred. "YEAH HE SAID 'WHAT YOU WISH, BUT I'M POSITIVE HE DIDN'T THINK YOU WERE A FREAK THAT WOULD DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT TO HIM!" All the brothers were sure they'd never see Diavolo the same again, and some were already making his murder plans. The brothers sat there a solid ten minutes listening to Mammon's yelling before the video continued.
"My lord, I cannot... Do that. Especially with you," Lucifer stated, faux confidence forgotten as he stared at the floor. Diavolo's smile dropped immediately. He stepped closer to Lucifer so their chests were touching, forcing Lucifer's hands away from the prince's exposed chest. He grabbed his jaw and snapped it up, forcing to fallen angel to look him in the eyes. Golden eyes full of fury met crimson eyes full of fear. The fear in his servant's eyes made Diavolo smile again.
"Anything I wish, Lucifer. Your words, not mine." Laced with venom, the words stung Lucifer's skin. The grip on his jaw hurt. He was still breathing hard from Diavolo choking him. He was in no position to put up a fight. However, as he thought more and more, he couldn't help but become angry. Yes, he liked Diavolo in a... More than platonic way, but he was not going to be with him like this. Not now. He would have this on his own terms, whether that be next week or millennia from now. He pushed against Diavolo's chest, shocking him enough that he was able to force the prince away. Not far enough that Lucifer was able to escape, but enough that he didn't feel the prince's breath on his face. Enough he didn't feel suffocated by the larger demon's body.
Everyone was glad that Lucifer fought back. "YOU GO LUCIFER!' Asmo shouted. Although some were still suspicious. Lucifer wasn't the clear yet, and he could've just made things worse for himself. Satan decided to voice these thoughts and the air went back to suffocatingly angry. "Wait, Levi, are you still recording?" Levi honestly forgot about the camera, but he decided that he wanted to get photographic evidence on what DIavolo's done to his brother. He decided to voice such thoughts. "It's not like he'll actually get into trouble. Don't forget he's the future king of Devildom," Satan said bitterly.
"But not this. This isn't a punishment. It's an excuse for you to force yourself on me." The demon prince frowned at Lucifer's words. At the defiance in his voice. In those beautiful crimson eyes. The frown turned from annoyed to downright furious. He closed the space between them once more and grabbed his jaw, bringing him forward to stare into those gorgeous blood-red eyes of his.
"SO DIAVOLO JUST DOESN'T CARE HOW HE FEELS ABOUT THIS! AND HE'S FURIOUS OVER NOW BEING ALLOWED TO MOLEST MY BROTHER!" Asmo was full on sobbing at this point, and some were soon to join him. "I say we kill him," Beel said, and there was an almost immediate agreement from everyone. All this to say Diavolo will never be seen the same in any of the brother's eyes. Or anyone's because he's soon to be murdered by protective brothers.
"Whatever. I. Want." Diavolo's tone was angry, not even attempting to hide his fury and annoyance anymore. The true intimidation of the future king of Devildom, Lucifer thought weakly. The black wings he hadn't even meant to summon drooped as Diavolo manhandled him. His body was scared, but the Avatar of Pride wouldn't give up that easily. He had dignity and an image to keep, even in the silence and privacy of Lord Diavolo's castle in the early hours of the morning.
The glares from the brothers wouldn't stop anytime soon. "I can't believe he even cares about upholding his image here," Mammon said gloomily, and that got the brothers to start thinking that maybe his image upholding is much more of a problem than they thought. "I known Lucifer didn't tell anyone this happened, right?" To which everyone nodded in agreement. "Do you guys think it's because he's embarrassed...?" Levi said horrified, and all the brothers shared his sentiment. Now Asmo actually did throw up, and he was lucky there was a trash can right beside him. Not even Beel could manage to eat anything over the horror, and Belph was for once, wide awake and horrified. Mammon looked like he was planning to commit a murder (everyone was on board) and cry at the same time. Levi was just staring at the screen in shock in pure silence. Satan was downright furious and he was shaking in anger. Everyone put Diavolo on top of their hit list, but before that they knew they had to find Lucifer, confront him about this, and then comfort him. They were all itching to leave this room, but they knew trying to break out was pointless. Instead they had to sit through this video of torture, and then leave.
"No," Lucifer said defiantly, standing straighter despite how badly his knees wanted to give out just from the glare the prince was giving him. Diavolo snarled and brought his face closer to Lucifer's.
"I don't need your permission, Lucifer. You have to follow every order I give you, remember? I could order you to submit to me, and our pact would require you to do it. You have no power here." The color drained from Lucifer's face. Diavolo wouldn't actually order him to do this, right?
Now everyone was glaring at the screen in bloodlust. Beel went up to the screen to try and punch the Diavolo on it, but Belph helped him calm down before he could. "HOW COULD HE USE THE PACK AGAINST HIM! THERE HAS TO BE A LAW AGAINST THIS!" Satan was for once the one screaming in Lucifer's behalf, and he was beyond livid. This actually got all the brothers quite worried for any packs they had, but they trusted those people. But their brother trusted Diavolo, and they're seeing how that turned out. "I can't believe I wanted them to date. I hope Lucifer never sees Diavolo again." Asmo said, disgusted with himself.
He would, Lucifer thought in horror. He doesn't care about my feelings at this point. He's acting on lust and desire, with no regard for how I'll act. I may as well do this on my own terms as much as I can.
"Don't. I... Will allow it. Just don't order me to submit to you," Lucifer reasoned, though the dignified Avatar of Pride sounded more like a human begging for their pitiful life rather than reasoning with the crowned prince of Devildom to not force his hand.
"DON'T LET HIM!" Satan said quite angrily, but he honestly wasn't mad at Lucifer, just Diavolo. "YOU'RE USUALLY THE RATIONAL ONE SATAN! YOU KNOW NEGOTIATING IS THE ONLY THING HE CAN DO RIGHT NOW! LUCIFER'S STRONG, BUT DIAVOLO'S STRONGER! THERE'S NOTHING HE COULD'VE DONE! UNLESS WE WERE THERE! WE DIDN'T QUESTION WHY WE HAVEN'T SEEN HIM! WE'RE TERRIBLE BROTHERS!" Belph was full on sobbing at this point. Shouting at all of his brothers and himself in shame and guilt. Everyone, even Satan, was brought to tears at his words. "When we get out of here we're going to Lucifer, and helping him overcome this. Then we'll murder Diavolo obviously," Levi said sinisterly, which everyone agreed with. They were all anxious and dreading to see what happens next at the same time.
"Allow me to do whatever I wish?" Diavolo sounded slightly surprised at Lucifer's surrender. A dark, twisted version of his normal smile decorated his face. "Good. I was going to anyways." Lucifer's eyes widened as if he hadn't already come to that conclusion previously. Diavolo leaned forward and closed the space in between them once more and Lucifer froze up before cautiously kissing back. Diavolo smiled and moved both hands to the fallen angel's hips.
"HE JUST ADMITTED HE WAS GOING TO RAPE HIM!" Asmo said furiously. Diavolo's sinister line got some of the brothers to start growling. They already knew that he was going to do whatever he wanted, but him vocalizing it just makes it much more real and worse.
Diavolo pushed Lucifer backward, knocking him into the wall, causing the smaller to gasp. The demon prince easily slipped his tongue into the prideful demon's mouth, causing a noise of protest to erupt from Lucifer. Still, Diavolo didn't dare stop. Lucifer's feeble attempts to push him away only motivated the future king to continue exploring the fallen angel's mouth. He pressed closer to Lucifer, wanting only to touch his beautiful, delicate, sculpted, heavenly, perfect body. He undid his Morningstar's unnecessary amount of clothes as he kissed him, Lucifer far too distracted by Diavolo's tongue to notice.
All of the brothers started to close their eyes and cover their ears, but unfortunately, the video would only play if all of them were watching and listening. This might of been the worst day of their lives, and yes, they are including the fall. They're having to see their brother harassed by someone they all trusted, and they can do nothing to help him.
The prince couldn't help but think of all the times he devoured the fallen angel with his eyes, wanting nothing more than to take him into the nearest private room and punish him for looking so damn heavenly in the outfits he wore to the prince's parties. It felt as if he was teasing him sometimes, with the way he showed how his body was beautifully sculpted. Truly a child of God. Unrivaled in his beauty, both as an angel and down in Devildom. His beautiful Morningstar would look so perfect if he would allow his lord to mark his skin. His beautiful Morningstar. His.
Normally they'd joke about how they wanted nothing less than to hear Diavolo think dirty thoughts about their brother, but none of the brothers could bring themselves to do it. Not even Mammon could do it to cheer up his brothers. The video continued.
A simple knock on the door interrupted the rough make-out session between the two demons. Diavolo pulled away from his Morningstar, annoyed at being interrupted just as he was about to start marking him.
"YES!" Beel said, which got all of the brothers to immediately start cheering. "I wonder who it is..." Mammon said suspiciously. "It's Barbatos you dumbass.. Well, I hope it is," Levi stated. "How do we not know Barbatos didn't help Diavolo?! We trusted Diavolo to be decent or more to Lucifer, and that failed in the worst way possible." Asmo said furiously. This got all the brothers on edge, more than they already were anyway.
"Young master?" Barbatos's voice called from outside the door. "May I enter?" Diavolo glanced at Lucifer, finding his fallen angel scared. He was scared that Barbatos would see him like this. Scared to ruin his perfect image. A thought entered Diavolo's mind. An evil, horrific thought. What is more punishing to the Avatar of Pride than to hurt his perfect image? Diavolo whispered in Lucifer's ear.
"Shouldn't we let him in, Morningstar?" Lucifer froze. Diavolo was sure many thoughts were flitting through his fallen angel's mind, but not one of them mattered to him. "You may come in, Barbatos." He called out to the butler waiting patiently outside.
"I FUCKING HATE DIAVOLO!" Belph said furiously. All the brothers were shouting over each other now about how much they hated Diavolo, but no one could make anything out over all the shouting. Once everyone was too tired to continue, they all just sat there, hoping that Barbatos would help Lucifer somehow, but most were very doubtful.
As Barbatos opened the door, Diavolo wrapped Lucifer into another passionate kiss. Lucifer attempted to push him off, but between the demon prince's hold on his hips and the force he was putting into the kiss, there was no escape. The door closed, clearly showing Barbatos had entered the room. Diavolo pulled away from Lucifer with a devilish smile. Lucifer looked horrified.
"What is it you needed, Barbatos?" Diavolo asked innocently as if he wasn't currently pinning his right-hand man to the wall. The butler pretended as if what he was seeing was nothing out of the ordinary.
"DO SOMETHING! BARBATOS PLEASE FUCKING STOP HIM SOMEHOW! DON'T JUST STAND THERE!" Satan yelled angrily in between furious sobs. Now the glares were aimed at Diavolo AND Barbatos. He was soon to be added to their collective hit list.
"You should be getting to bed. It's nearly 3:30 in the morning and you have a meeting with royals from a bordering city at 10. I don't want you to be tired and fall asleep in the middle of a meeting again," Barbatos answered calmly, though he wasn't comfortable with the image before him. Lucifer looked ruined. His feathers were out of place, his hair was a mess, and his two-buttoned top was thrown open, revealing the grey button-up beneath, the first few buttons already undone. All in all, he looked nothing like the Avatar of Pride should.
They all cringed at the description of their brother. They've never seen him so disheveled, and it just isn't right with their images of Lucifer. Belph and Satan were even planning to change the Anti-Lucifer League to the Appreciate-Lucifer League. All the brothers would join as soon as they knew. Of course Lucifer isn't perfect, but he's not the worst brother ever. They're starting to see and appreciate him more, and maybe they can all heal from this together. "I hope to whatever that Diavolo goes to bed now and leaves Lucifer alone. Just please..." Mammon muttered in desperation.
Diavolo frowned, both at Barbatos's words and the intrusion. He glanced at Lucifer, who was panting. He already looked so beautifully wrecked. But, Barbatos did have a point. Very well. He turned his attention fully back to Lucifer.
"As much as I'd love to continue this, Barbatos does have a point. Promise me we can continue this sometime later? Perhaps you can join us for dinner and you can fully repay your… debt. How does that sound?" Diavolo sweetened his tone, but not his words. Lucifer knew this wasn't an offer. It was an order. Lucifer faked a smile.
They all immediately relaxed at first when they saw he was about to leave, but then that dreaded 'request' happened. "LUCIFER ISN'T GOING ANYWHERE NEAR DIAVOLO IF THERE'S ANYTHING I CAN DO AGAINST IT!" Levi shouted. He may even be more passionate about keeping Diavolo away from Lucifer than anime and video games. "We're finding Lucifer when we go back, and we're going to make him PROMISE to not go anywhere near Diavolo," Asmo said, which all the brothers immediately agreed. They were grateful at Barbatos, because they know that's the most he could do against Diavolo.
"Of course, my lord. Let me know when and I'll be at the castle as soon as I can," Lucifer's voice was sour, but Diavolo paid it no heed. He leaned down, capturing his beautiful Morningstar's lips in a softer, sweeter kiss. He pulled away shortly before releasing his hips and taking a step back.
They were all very sympathetic to their brother for once. None of them could imagine being this polite to him after what just happened. They were all still silently fuming though.
"I'll see you tomorrow during our meeting, yes?" Lucifer nodded, not at all looking forward to having to look Diavolo in the eye after this night. "Good. I shall see you there. Goodnight, Luci. Let your brothers know I say hi." The demon prince left the throne room swiftly, his normal mannerisms back and his joyous mood returning. Lucifer let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. He leaned down, staring at the floor as he caught his breath, suppressed feelings of panic bubbling to the surface. Barbatos placed a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"HE DID NOT JUST FUCKING SAY TO SAY HI TO US!" Belph said angrily, to which all brothers shared that sentiment. All of them were looking at their brother in pity, which they knew he would hate if he was here, but unfortunately for everyone, he wasn't. "I'm at least grateful for Barbatos. He was most likely not on the hit list anymore, if he continued to be a good friend. The atmosphere of the room was terrible, but no one wanted to lighten it. They were all either too disgusted, pissed, overwhelmed with sadness, or all of the above.
"I'd apologize and say he wouldn't do that again, but I think we both know I'd be lying." The butler said, a grim undertone to his voice. Lucifer nodded and stood straight. He offered a kind smile to Barbatos.
The reminder that Lucifer wasn't actually safe until one of them was with him only made everyone feel worse, but they were sure that it was almost over. At least, they hoped it was.. "I swear if he tries anything before we get to him, he'll torture will be ten times worse," Satan said bitterly.
"Thank you. For stopping him. I don't know how much more of that I could've taken." Barbatos nodded at the truthful words but cocked his head. Questions about Lucifer's attraction to the young lord flitted through his mind, but he decided it best not to voice said thoughts.
"I honestly forgot Lucifer liked Diavolo," Asmo said "But that doesn't make anything Diavolo said any better," Mammon said glaring at the screen. The future king's time was ticking.
"Well, the least I can do is teleport you back to the house." The demon butler said with a smile. Lucifer nodded. The adrenaline was wearing off and he truly was tired. "Goodnight, Lucifer." Barbatos touched a hand to his shoulder and Lucifer was instantly teleported back to the House of Lamentation, in his own bedroom. He walked over to the bed, managing to lie down and pull the covers over his body before sleep finally took him.
The video ended. "Thank Barbatos for being a good friend," Beel said thankful. "We know he was in his room, so he might still be in there," Satan said, already getting a plan to where they they needed to check. Everyone's priorities were on finding Lucifer for the moment, but after they found him and comforted him, Diavolo would die. Painfully.