Can Someone Find A Fic For Me??? Its Diavolo X Lucifer X Solomon With Sub Luci. Its Got A Hypno Collar

Can someone find a fic for me??? It’s diavolo x Lucifer x Solomon with sub luci. It’s got a hypno collar and I’ve been looking for it for days now someone help I’m so desperate

For those wondering I found it and like a day later it was deleted😭 it’s called spoiled kitty and their new account is @2af-afterdark but they havnt re-uploaded it yet sooooooo…

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HOLY MOTHER OF MOTHMAN I FOUND IT ITS BEEN THREE DAYS IVE BEEN SEARCHING AND IVE FINALLY FOUND IT

I saw requests were open and I have just binged a bunch of your writing, and was wondering if I could send a request your way. I saw you might like petplay as well, and was hoping for Dia×Luci×Solomon with Luci as a spoiled kitty? N/SFW either way, I just love the way you write these three and feel like Lucifer needs some spoiling. -🐾

Rating: Explicit 

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: M/M

Fandom: Shall We Date?: Obey Me!

Characters: Lucifer, Diavolo, Solomon

Additional Tags: porn without plot, threesome - M/M/M, mild mind alteration/control (consensual), Dom!Solomon, sub!Lucifer, pet play, collars, anal beads, pet names (kitty/kitten), anal fingering, anal sex, creampies, multiple orgasms, blow jobs, cum swallowing, Lucifer is in denial, masturbation, not beta read – I die like the sleep deprived mess I am

Summary: Solomon and Diavolo present Lucifer with the perfect excuse to let go.

A/N: Am I that obvious? Next you'll be telling me I like yanderes or something. Also, not a pairing I ever thought of before ngl (mostly Solomon and Diavolo). ANYWAY here's a lot of words because this request got away from me. This is excessive as fuck and now I finally sleep!

Word Count: 4187

"I refuse," Lucifer stated bluntly as he stared at the collar in Diavolo’s hands. Of all the things he could have asked to insult the avatar of pride's, well, pride he just had to ask for this.

His gaze dropped down as a frown took the place of his once excited expression, "Is it the color?"

No. Of all the issues Lucifer had with this situation, the color was not one of them. He had to take a deep breath before trying to explain, "I refuse to wear something that is so clearly cursed."

"It's only mildly cursed," Solomon corrected as he draped an arm around the prince's shoulder, "I promise it's nothing you can't handle. All it does is lower your inhibitions." 

"A curse is a curse all the same."

"Hmmm, I think a curse that turns you into a house plant is different than one that makes you a little more bold.”

“I object to both.”

“Come on, Solomon. If Lucifer doesn’t want to wear it he doesn’t have to.” Diavolo turned the collar over in his hands. “Do you think it would fit me?”

Lucifer sighed. “You don’t have inhibitions that need to be lowered.” The prince already did almost anything he wanted on a whim; though Lucifer wouldn't say that part out loud.

“Oh, I don’t know,” Solomon said as he straddled Diavolo’s lap, placing a hand on his cheek and pulling his face close. “I think you would make a very cute, obedient pet.” Then he was pressing their lips together, tongues slipping into one another’s mouths.

Lucifer looked away to give them a sense of privacy, but his face still burned up as he heard them panting and moaning against one another. The metallic clink of someone’s buckle being fiddled with filled his ears along with a zipper being undone. He couldn’t see what was happening, but that didn’t stop his mind from creating a vivid picture that caused blood to flow straight between his legs.

Curiosity seemed to get the best of him as he glanced in their direction out the corner of his eyes, only to be greeted by a shirtless Diavolo who had Solomon’s hand down his pants.

“Really you two!?” Lucifer yelled, dropping the pretense of avoiding looking at them.

Solomon pulled away from the kiss he and Diavolo were still locked in to look back at him. “What? Diavolo offered."

Diavolo's golden eyes shifted to look at the bulge in Lucifer's pants. He licked his lips with a growl. "Do you want to join us?"

"I would rather no-" Lucifer started, but couldn't finish his statement with the way Diavolo was staring at him. The prince knew a lie when he heard it.

The smile that snaked across Solomon's face as he gently coaxed the collar from Diavolo's hands would fill anyone who knew him with dread. What worried Lucifer more, however, is when he stood up and walked over to him with that smile never fading.

"You know," Solomon started, "if you put this on, no one could fault you for anything you do. After all, it would be all the collar's fault."

Lucifer's eyes roved downward to look at the collar in Solomon's hands. He's breathing quickened as he imagined the leather against his neck; letting go as he was pressed between both of them, their hands roaming over his body.

Solomon leaned in close, mouth right against his ear as he spoke, "Don't you want to try being a spoiled pet for once?"

His cock was fighting against his pants as he listened to Solomon's voice, his mind already fading off somewhere in the distance.

"On your knees."

He was following Solomon's order before he could stop himself.

The wizard set his foot against the bulge between Lucifer's legs, pressing lightly down on it to establish control. Lucifer hissed at the contact. He couldn't stop himself from rutting up to get some kind of friction.

"Answer only with yes or no. Do you understand?" Solomon's grey eyes twinkled mischievously as they stared down at him.

Lucifer gazed up at him longingly from where he kneeled on the floor. "Yes."

Oh~ Solomon could already feel his cock straining against his pants while looking down at Lucifer. "Do you acknowledge that only you can put this collar on?"

"Yes."

"And only one of us can take it off?"

"Yes." 

"Do you understand that you won't have full control of yourself while wearing this collar?"

He could feel heat rising to his face as he answered. "Yes."

"Good." Solomon removed his foot and it looked like Lucifer would fall apart. It would be a lot cuter if he was just honest with himself, but Solomon wasn't complaining.

He bent down, holding the collar out for Lucifer to take. "Go on then, Kitty."

Lucifer closed his eyes and took a deep breath before reaching out to take the collar from him with shaky hands. He opened the buckle on the back before wrapping it around his neck and closing it up again, careful to leave enough room to slip two fingers underneath to make sure it wouldn't choke him. Now that it was on, however, he couldn't say he felt any differently than normal. Well, aside from the clear sign of arousal he was still suffering from.

"I think we should test if it works," Solomon said. "Would you care to do the honor, Diavolo?"

"Are you certain? I don't mind, but I don't want to steal the opportunity."

"I offered."

"Okay then." Diavolo looked at Lucifer with gentle eyes and a beaming smile. "Come sit in my lap."

Lucifer started to stand, only to be tsked by Solomon. "Pets don't walk on two legs, do they?"

Under normal circumstances, even in private, Lucifer would never adhere to such a request; it was too damaging to his pride. These weren't normal circumstances, however. This was a situation where the little voice in his head that always told him to refrain from such acts was silent. In fact, it seemed to be replaced with one prompting him to do as he was told so he would be praised.

He didn't even protest as he leaned forward onto his palms, slowly crawling toward Diavolo on his hands and knees. Once he was at Diavolo's feet, he dragged himself up onto the bed, straddling the prince's lap as they came face to face.

"Good job." Diavolo reached up to pet his head and Lucifer leaned into the touch, stroking longingly against Diavolo's palm.

What was wrong with him? He could tell he wasn't being forced to do anything, but this certainly wasn't like him. It was like he couldn't stop himself from doing anything that came to his head. Was this what it meant to lower one's inhibitions?

"He's cute when he wants to be," Solomon said as he placed his hands on Lucifer's shoulders from behind and kissed his cheek. "What do you say? Should we spoil our adorable kitten?"

"I would love to." Diavolo kissed his other cheek. “We should get you out of those clothes first. They look tight.” He pressed his palm against Lucifer’s bulge, chuckling when the other demon bucked against him.

Diavolo worked at pulling Lucifer's pants down his legs and kissed him deeply while Solomon came closer to peel his coat off and started to unbutton his shirt, lips ghosting against the back of his neck just above the collar. Lucifer's skin was burning hot as they stripped him. Somewhere in the back of his mind he felt he should be putting up more of a fight against them taking his clothing off but he didn't want to. In fact, he wanted more.

Eventually, all that was left of Lucifer's clothing was his open shirt, socks, and those garters that helped keep them up. Between that and the collar, it was hard to decide if Lucifer looked more like a businessman or a pet. Maybe an office cat?

Well, not quite. Solomon felt as if he was still missing something important.

"Say," Solomon crowed in Lucifer's ear, but was clearly addressing Diavolo, "I think our cute kitty would look even cuter with some ears and a tail. What do you think?"

Diavolo looked down to where Lucifer's cock was now free, watching it twitch and bob at the conversation between them. "I think Lucifer wants it as much as we do."

"Then let's not leave our spoiled kitty wanting." Solomon separated from the two to dig through the small arsenal of toys he'd brought just for today. He was glad Lucifer had put on the collar so easily because he was eager to try out something special.

First, the ears; cute black ears that matched Lucifer's jet black hair and blended in seamlessly once placed on his head. Diavolo thought they were just as cute as Solomon knew they would be. Second, a tail to compliment his ears. One that would fit so beautifully inside of him one bead at a time.

He grabbed a bottle of lube and sauntered back over to Lucifer and Diavolo. He kneeled in position behind Lucifer, using one hand to spread his cheeks apart to get a good view of his asshole. Solomon pressed the lid of the lube open and poured out a generous amount.

Lucifer hissed in shock and Diavolo pet his head to calm him down. "It's okay. Just relax."

If only they could see the shit eating grin on Solomon's face. He was enjoying watching Lucifer squirm even as he waited so obediently. 

He added even more lube to the beads. "Lean forward. I need a better angle." Okay, he didn't. He just wanted to see Lucifer follow orders.

Lucifer bent forward without a fight, finding purchase against Diavolo's shoulders while his rear stood straight into the air to receive the gift that Solomon held in his hand.

"Such a good kitty," he cooed as he pressed the first bead of the tailed toy against Lucifer's awaiting hole. The wizard teased at the tight ring of muscles, which pushed back against him with every little motion.

"Yes," Diavolo confirmed as he grabbed Lucifer's chin between his fingers and pulled him forward to claim his mouth in a fierce, all-consuming kiss that made his stomach do backflips, "What a well-trained kitten."

He wanted it so badly. The desire to beg spread throughout him, but all that came out of Lucifer’s mouth was a prolonged meow as Solomon finally forced the toy to open him and slip inside. It wasn't that big – especially not compared to the men who were so focused on him right now – but the sensation of his ass being split by the first bead still had him closing his eyes and bracing himself for the next one. 

Diavolo returned to kissing him to distract him as the next, larger bead slipped inside. Then another, and another, until they were eventually so large that Lucifer couldn't ignore them and he was moaning into Diavolo's mouth as tears formed at the corners of his eyes.

He loved it. He loved how full he felt. He loved how Diavolo's tongue wrapped around his own. He loved each time another bead was added and how it stretched him open. He loved knowing Solomon was watching him greedily accept each one. He loved all of it, even though he knew he wouldn't normally admit that to even himself.

"There we go," Solomon said with a hum as the last bead disappeared into Lucifer's ass. He wiggled the beads as if to test their hold. "Are you still comfortable?"

All Lucifer could do to answer him was mewl as he kept his hold on Diavolo for stability – tongue still deep down his throat – and bucked his hips forward to rub against his stomach, seeking some kind of relief for his poor aching, neglected cock.

"Good kitten," Solomon teased.

Diavolo finally broke the kiss, panting for breath after so long. "He is." He pressed his lips against Lucifer's jawline, kissing his way down his neck. His hand reached up to cup Lucifer's hardness, rubbing his thumb over the burning hot tip and the little bit of cum that was already leaking out. "Does it hurt?"

Lucifer whined, pumping himself in Diavolo's hand as he did.

"Sorry, Lucifer. Would you like me to make it feel better?"

More whining.

“Alright. Be patient.” 

His heart almost broke hearing the way Lucifer whimpered as he removed his hand to shed his own pants; a task made far more difficult by the fact that Lucifer was still positioned in his lap and refused to move. Still, he somehow managed to slip them off without disturbing the adorable kitten in his lap.

"Solomon? Would you hand me the lube?" Diavolo asked and Solomon was more than happy to acquiesce.

That also meant it was Solomon's turn to indulge in their cute kitten while Diavolo prepped himself. He wrapped one hand around the tail inside of Lucifer so he could pull at it so make him whine and meow for him while the other was placed under Lucifer's chin, tilting his head back so he could get access to his lips. Unlike Diavolo's kisses that were hungry and eager, Solomon's were feather light and left him wanting more. Despite his domineering front, Solomon still held him like it was their first time when the mood striked him. Moods like right now where he wanted nothing more than to reward their sweet little pet for being so good and patient.

It was a lovely sight in front of Diavolo; a sight that he watched intently as he coated his fingers in lube and teased at his asshole. He slowly sunk a single finger inside, sighing lightly as he opened himself up. It was around the time Solomon started rubbing his fingers over Lucifer's nipples that Diavolo added another finger. He wasn't sure what was cuter: seeing Lucifer so eager, the ears positioned stop his head, or the fact that he was still partially dressed. Maybe it was all of it together.

He bit his lip as he finally pulled out his fingers. He looked at the two of them with lidded eyes. "Solomon-"

Diavolo didn't need to finish the question for him to know what to do. He circled his arms around Lucifer's waist and lifted him up enough so Diavolo could reposition himself; leaning back and curling his knees up to his chest. Neither of them missed the pathetic whimper that left his mouth.

"Aww, I know. His lap is your favorite spot, isn't it?" Solomon raised one hand to pet his head, getting the saddest purr in exchange. Aww aa

Diavolo laughed that same boyishly charming laugh as he reached down to spread himself with his head turned away so he could avoid seeing the ravenous look on Lucifer's face. "Here you go, Kitten. Just for you."

Lucifer's cock stood at attention, the small voice in his head not only absent of protest but begging him to ravish the man in front of him. He had such a nice ass and Lucifer wanted to sink right in. Solomon wouldn't allow Lucifer to dive right in though. Pets, even spoiled ones, had to have some level of discipline. It was important that he learned to go slowly.

Solomon set Lucifer down gently between Diavolo's legs, lining up his cock with the ass he wanted so badly. He slowly trailed his fingers down Lucifer's sides. "Not too rough now." 

With that said, he rolled Lucifer's hips forward so the head of his cock teased against Diavolo's ass before pulling him back. Lucifer tried to push forward to go back, wanting to bury himself inside Diavolo, but Solomon denied him. Then again; pushing him forward and pulling him back. Again and yet again. He was, perhaps, having too much fun with an overly obedient Lucifer who would follow his whims even if he himself wanted more.

But it was Diavolo that finally made him cease his games. "Stop teasing me."

"Only because you asked so nicely." Solomon chuckled as he stared at the blush spreading across Diavolo's face. "Enjoy your treat, Kitten." Then he unhanded Lucifer's hips.

As soon as he did, Lucifer pounced on top of Diavolo. He plunged into his slick ass, humping him without regard for anything other than how good it felt to have his walls squeezing down on his cock. Even though he felt so good he still couldn't find any words, so all that came out was a slurry of mewling and meowing. The sound of hips slapping together only got lost in the mix, along with Diavolo's cries. Solomon merely stood back and watched as Lucifer thrust forward.

"Oh~" Diavolo moaned as Lucifer pressed against something deep inside of him. "That feels good~"

It didn't matter if Diavolo felt good or not. All Lucifer knew was that his cock loved being inside of the prince and he needed to grind against him. After all, the part of his brain that normally told him to show restraint wasn't stopping him right now.

"Slow down," Diavolo panted out between breaths in time with Lucifer's thrusts. "I'm going to – oh right there. Don't stop don't stop fuck meeee~" His hips raised up against Lucifer, cum splurting out of his cock and across both of their stomachs.

That didn't stop Lucifer though. It still felt good. Diavolo still felt amazing around his cock and he wanted more. He leaned over him, rutting into him without a care as the prince kept groaning and begging beneath him. Lucifer pressed down Diavolo's knees so they were pressing against his ears, allowing him to sink it even deeper until Diavolo's cries and moans turned into screams of mercy from unyielding pleasure. 

Still he couldn't stop. Diavolo was squeezing him so tightly, desperately trying to milk his cock, and yet Lucifer hadn't given him anything yet. He wanted to feel good. He wanted to give Diavolo what his body craved. That's why he couldn't stop until he his cock was twitching and he was cumming deep inside of Diavolo. Even then, he still didn't want to stop; he wanted to keep going until both of them were spent.

The only thing that stopped him was the sharp tug that pulled at the beads inside of him, sending a strangely pleasant pain shooting up his spine.

"I think that's enough." Solomon reached past Lucifer with the hand not wrapped around his tail, placing it against Diavolo's cheek and softly stroking it. "Pull out."

Lucifer didn't want to. He wanted to fuck Diavolo more and feel even better. But he followed  orders because he wanted to obey Solomon even more. Diavolo's only response was to finally relax his body and go limp after being made to cum so many times, looking both exhausted and content.

Again, Lucifer whimpered pathetically. Pride – or perhaps the lack thereof – meant nothing anymore, not when he was feeling so good.

"Come on, Kitten." Solomon shushed him as he released his tail and sat down beside Diavolo. He spread his legs, giving Lucifer full view of the bulge tenting in his pants. One hand held Diavolo's while the other palmed at his cock through the fabric. "You still have another owner to please, don't you?"

Lucifer's mouth watered at the sight of Solomon's cock straining in his pants. Solomon took the hand off his cock and slipped a finger under Lucifer's collar instead, pulling him closer with a knowing smile. "Shall I train that pretty mouth of yours?"

Lucifer's head was in Solomon's lap before he could give a command, lips wrapping around the bulge and drool seeping through the fabric that kept him separated from the treat underneath. His teeth gripped the zipper of Solomon's pants, pulling down to loosen the clothing before gripping the edge in the same way and pulling them down entirely.

Solomon sprung free and the demon couldn't help but nuzzle against the cock that stood so proudly before him. 

"Well, Kitten? Do you want some milk?" He laughed at his own joke, but Lucifer took his up on the offer and quickly swallowed Solomon's cock deep in his throat. 

His head bobbed up and down as his senses were flooded by all of him; the scent of his musk, the taste of his cum already leaking out, the sound of his surprised gasp, the feeling of his cock on Lucifer's tongue, and the sight of amusement on his face. The room echoed with the sound of him slurping and slobbering all over Solomon's cock.

Solomon released Diavolo's hand, moving to lovingly stroke Lucifer's head instead. He made a note to use a potion next time so the ears on top of Lucifer's head could move. That would be even cuter. Not that he wasn't enamoured by what he saw already. He had such a good kitten.

His hand moved again, this time gripping the base of Lucifer's tail. "Now, listen carefully. I'm going to help you take this tail out and you're going to cum all over yourself. Then I'll give you what you want so much before you go back to being just a normal demon rather than our good kitty."

That was the only warning Lucifer got before Solomon started to slowly pull on the tail. The first bead popped out and Lucifer moaned so loudly that he could feel it vibrating in his cock. The second bead was smaller, but he could still feel it stretch his ass open as it came out. There was a third, a fourth, a fifth. Each was smaller than the last but it didn't stop him from moaning as each came out. 

Finally, he felt the last one get pulled out and he couldn't stop himself from cumming like Solomon ordered him too. More cum sprayed across his stomach and thighs, some landing on the surface below, some on the fabric of his shirt, and some splashing across Diavolo's skin whose legs he was still between.

Fuck he looked adorable covered in his own cum, even if he was still some weird mix of a kitten and a 50s businessman caught at a bad time. Actually, somehow it was even more charming because it felt very much like Lucifer. He almost regretted that he didn't have a demon's stamina to go more than one round at a time, because he would love to watch Lucifer get ruined on his cock. As it stood, however, Solomon was so very close to cumming. 

He gripped Lucifer's hair but didn't force him down onto his cock. He held Lucifer in place to ground himself as he shot ropes of cum into the demon's willing mouth, only fucking it deeper after he finished emptying everything inside. Lucifer's lidded, hazy eyes looked up at him as he swallowed around Solomon's cock. He pulled away, the cock falling out of his mouth with a sharp pop.

—--

"Never again," Lucifer said as he finally finished buttoning up his vest.

"Aww, it wasn't that bad. Was it?" Solomon laughed as he stroked Diavolo's hair, who was happily lying in his lap. He offered the same courtesy to Lucifer, but the prideful demon rejected with no uncertainty.

"Awful. Truly terrible," Lucifer decried as he rubbed his neck, swearing he could still feel the collar.

Diavolo said, "I liked it." Even the part where he was fucked completely out of his mind.

"My Lord, please." It was hard to deal with Diavolo sometimes. "I simply did not care for that accursed collar. You were able to make me do so many things I would rather not have."

Solomon looked down at Diavolo, who returned the stare.

Oh, this was going to be fun to explain. "Lucifer," Solomon started, smile never leaving his face, "I didn't lie about the curse. All it does is lower your inhibitions. It can't make you do something you don't want to. It just stops you from stopping yourself."

Preposterous! That was simply unthinkable. Such a thing would imply that he had wanted to be reduced to a mere pet for both of their amusements; that he followed their commands because he wanted to despite being too prideful to reduce himself so low.

"This incident shall never be spoken of again," Lucifer barked at them before deciding he'd had enough of them for one day and leaving to head back to the House of Lamentation.

Later, though, if he found his thoughts wandering back to this particular rendezvous at some point when he was working late at night in his office, he would lean back in his leather chair and spread his legs– thinking about how eager he'd been to crawl on all fours for them, how quickly he'd been reduced to purring and meowing in place of talking, the way their hands felt on his body, or how drunk he'd been on their cum – rubbing at his aching cock, always imagining how they would spoil him should be decide to put that collar back on.

world cold and hard,

diavolo tiddy warm and soft

Blood for the blood god

blood for the blood god

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