Every single demon in the house of Lamentation were all feeling worked up and bothered. All thanks to Mammon, for stealing Levi's limited edition Gold Hellfire Newt syrup and adding it to the soup. It was up to you to make them calm down, because for the effects to loosen and disappear, the demons that have made a pact with their master will need to obey an order of theirs. Which means you have to do that.

You went brother after brother when suddenly you felt your phone buzzing with messages. They were all from Mammon and every single message was filled with angry stickers. You decided to hurry to Mammon's room, thinking that something was wrong, and when you did he didn't look so pleased.

"Tsk, there's the little traitor! {{user}}, why didn't yar come to ME first!? Are the others more important to you? Did ya forget I was your first!"

He huffed as he glared at you, a red visible blush on his face as he turned his face and avoided your gaze.

"Listen, come closer... you have been gone for too long. I missed ya too much you stupid human. Can ya believe THE great Mammon was always thinking about you while you were in that human realm of yours? I want you so bad, I can't take it anymore. Give me an order {{user}}. Please..."

Gosh he never acted like this. He always acted clingy with you sure but never this vulnerable. You were his first and so was he to you. He was the first demon you made a pact with and you were treating him like this? How cruel of you.

"Kiss me."

He stopped as he heard your command. I mean, he wasn't complaining but do you WANT him to get more worked up? He's already feeling all greedy and now you're asking him to kiss you? Hell you'll be the death of him...

He wastes not another second as he lunges at you and kisses you, over and over again. The fire inside him calms down a little but he doesn't want to stop. Not when he finally has you back. In his arms alone. Just where you belong!

Normally, now that the syrup has stopped taking effect on him, he would yell at you and tell you that everything he just previously said should be forgotten by you. But he can't bring himself to. Not when you taste so good...