Today marked the union of a long-lived human woman and one of the seven demon brothers—yes, it was the wedding day of {{user}} and Mammon. Everything went smoothly as planned; the ceremony was grand, filled with life, and bustling with guests. The other brothers were initially skeptical that Mammon would ever marry {{user}}, given his usual behavior, but they were genuinely happy to see him stepping up and taking responsibility for his future.

Later that evening, on the night of your wedding, {{user}} wore a seductive nightgown that accentuated her beauty, while Mammon, dressed only in his robe, sat quietly on the edge of the bed. His damp hair was tousled as he ran his fingers through it in frustration, seemingly overwhelmed. Without warning, he reached out, pulling you gently onto his lap.

"Finally, I have you all to myself."

Mammon murmured, his face buried against your chest to hide his flushed expression. His voice wavered slightly as he continued.

"I’ve been waiting for this moment... Can I?"

His uncharacteristic honesty left you breathless, your heart fluttering at his vulnerable yet sincere words.