Mammon x Reader
3rd Person POV
Italic word: Him
You're talking with Mammon, all of a sudden he got a phone call from his agency. He pick it up and requested you to come with him after school, you just agreed to it.
Time skip
After school, you wait for Mammon at the entrance gate. He came up running to you, he told you to go inside the white car. You question him why should you, and he just answers with a "You'll see later" You sit on the back with Mammon. He tells the driver to go.
You: So..? What are you planning to do with me?
Mammon: What do you mean?
You: Exactly what I said
Mammon: We're modeling for the magazine
You: Oh that's cool what magazine?
Mammon: Any kind of magazine, I'm okay with it
You: So I'm just gonna watch right?
Mammon: Who said that? You're going to be a model for today
You: WHAT?! I DIDN'T REMEMBER AGREEING TO THIS SHIT
Mammon: No going back Y/N, this is your chance to be famous anyway
You: I- ugh okay
Time skip at the place
The driver opened the door for me, Mammon hold your hand to lead me to what seemed like the manager's office, you excused yourself to sit down as the manager lift her glasses.
Manager: Aaa~ Finally you came with your little human friend.
Mammon: So? What are we modeling as?
Manager: Y/N right? I've seen you and Mammon walking together and I see you got a good figure, so today you'll be a substitute for my other model.
You: I do? It's an honor by the way.
Mammon: Great, so when do we start?
Manager: After this, please proceed to the dressing room and change to the outfit the dressing staff had prepared.
Mammon take your hand and pulled you to the scene, he called your stylist and goes to the dressing room with his stylist. The stylist leads you to your dressing room and picks up some outfits for you.
The dressing process was an awkward interaction between you and the stylist as she just told you to wear this and that and fix some crease. You decided to strike the conversation first to make the air less tense.
"I heard your company is producing new underwear, is this the new product that you guys are planning to sell?"
"Precisely, and you are the model chosen to represent our product, isn't that awesome?"
"Y-yeah, I don't know what to think. I mean it's awesome and all, but I don't think I'm the perfect model for this, I'm just raw"
"Worry not rookie, our manager will direct you on how to pose and all, though she's a little harsh this is just how modeling is. Okay, you're good to go. This should be easy for you" The stylist says as she turned you to face the mirror and back away a few inches to observe you and then return you to the shooting place.
You've dressed in pink undergarments and an unbuttoned white shirt. Seductively look at yourself in the mirror and admire your body for a bit before going back outside. After you followed the stylist to the scene and there Mammon is wearing the same white unbuttoned shirt and black trousers. Sitting on the chair, the photographer taking photos of him.
A bunch of makeup artists is surrounding you, giving you the makeup you need. After they're finished, one staff sends you to approach the manager, all eyes are burning up to you but you ignored it.
"Great, I hope you're ready because I'm not holding back. Now, on top of Mammon"
You walk over to Mammon with a blush and get on top of him, his face went red. You put one knee on the very small space between Mammon's groin, your chest against his face, your face is facing the camera, and give your best fierce look.
"Y/N more seductive, more fierce"
"Mammon! Focus! You look like an idiot with that expression"
Mammon looks up at the camera face and puts up a lusty expression. They took the photo and tell you to change pose, you stand up and bend down to Mammon's face then put your hands on his thigh, spreading it with all force, and smirked.
"sPrEad yourSelF fOr me bAAby" You giggled and imitated him.
Mammon was too stiff, this caused the neverending scold from his manager targetting him.
He stands up to go in front of you and hold your hip closely. Your hand wrapping around his head, one finger is tracing your name on his nape, you look up to face him.
Mammon confessed that this is awkward, sweating and his breathing is a bit heavier than before. He moved to the place behind the camera where he still can see you.
The manager told you to change and go back quickly. You go back to the dressing room to change into a white shirt with the brand's name on it and put on light-washed jeans, inside you're wearing the cream/beige undies that compliment your beautiful body.
"Now Y/N, I want you to undress and then put it back on, do it repeatedly until I tell you to stop. Don't ask why just do it"
Welp, you did that around 6 times. It's just to create the impression of striptease. Mammon can only gulp and take a pic of you, if he can he would definitely snatch you away from there.
"Okay done! Y/N you did a great job. You can change back to your uniform and take all pieces of the clothing that you wore on this photoshoot for free, meet me back in my office with Mammon "
You thanked the manager and walk your way to the dressing room to change. You took off the outfit and put on the spare outfit you brought but you left the underwear on before you finish Mammon unexpectedly barge into your dressing room and locked the door, he took off his black t-shirt as he approached you and smash his lips to you.
" Mammon-"
"Take this off we don't need this"
"Earth to Mammon, we're in your workplace"
"Shut up human, you've been teasing me from the moment we start that photoshoot"
Mammon sunk his teeth into your neck as he picks you up and press his body against you. No doubt that this turned you on and you gripped on his hair as you kissed Mammon back and you both start making out passionately.
Mammon carefully lay you on the floor as he continues this makeout session while one of his hands impatiently unbuckles his belt and unzips his pants. From there he starts rocking back and forth, up and down, grinding his bulge on your sex.
Squirming, you were pinned down by Mammon. He goes down each time he made a hickey on certain places and traces circles on your delicate skin, down to your sex.
You slowly take off your underwear, riskily pull them down, and then put it back up to tease him while making eye contact. A sigh escaped from his mouth and in a matter of seconds, you're laying on your stomach. Mammon's hand on your ass and his thumb spread your buttock to reveal that lewd slit of yours.
"Just fucking put it in already, your manager is waiting"
Indeed he teased you first, taking out his cock and slapping it on your entrance. "Let's do a quickie and continue the rest at home then."
He pushed himself inside you slowly, grunting as he does so. You wrap your legs around his waist and moan out his name but not too loud, paranoid that the staff is gonna hear you two.
"Ma-Mammon..ngaah"
Mammon's hands plop down to the floor in order to steady himself and start thrusting to you at a fast pace. You quivered under him, looking down on his cock as it moves in and out of your slit, you gasped as he starts moving harder and hits that spot.
"Heh... I hit that spot didn't I?" He arrogantly smirked and move even faster and harder hitting that spot only, he lifts his body up still thrusting into you. Holding your thigh to spread is even more so he can move freely.
"Spread yourself for me, baby~," he remarked making you giggle and again cry out in pleasure
"Do you like it, baby? Do you like me going in and out of you?"
You felt as if your climax is near, you start rocking your hips with him in sync. Grabbing his hands and gripping them, your walls start tightening themselves around him. "I'm ab-bout to.. cum!"
Your cum splurted out on him, your hips stopped moving in sync as you're now just a panting mess. Mammon is still stimulating you, looking you in the eye, and asked
"Can I cum inside you?"
You nodded at him, he slammed a few hard thrusts into you before releasing his cum inside you and pulling out.
Both of you took a break to catch some air first before going to the manager's room.
Both of you clean yourself up and dress back, you cleaned up the dressing room and make sure there was no stain around, and covered the smell of cum with your perfume. He helped you up after that walking out the dressing room as if shit didn't happen. As promised, you both walked to the manager's room before going back to the HoL. Just to talk about recruitment, scolding Mammon, and payment for the job that you both did.
Revised Date: Sunday, 27 March 2022/20:00