Due to political issues, Asmodeus is forced to marry Mammon. But throughout his awful marriage, he seeks comfort and affection from a certain little jester.
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The Mammon in this book is NOT as nice as the one in my Owlets book. Just a quick heads up!🥰
Fizz being in Asmodeus's life changed everything for the better. He was much happier and comfortable with the little jester by his side. For the first time in eons, Asmodeus wasn't treated like a sex toy to everyone just because he was the embodiment of Lust.
"Fizzy, what are you doing in there?" Asmodeus looked down at his chest, watching the print of the small jester wiggling around.
Fizz popped his head out. "Warm~"
Asmodeus smiled and gently scratched his head, earning satisfied purrs.
The bedroom door opened. "We have to talk."
Fizz quickly sank back into the fluffy void.
"Are you divorcing me?" Asmodeus asked almost too happily.
"No. I need to tell you something. Alone." Mammon said, reaching in Ozzie's fluff and holding the little jester.
Fizz whined. "But I was comfy!"
"I said alone. No imps allowed." Mammon said.
"Fizzy, why don't you get us something to drink? You can have anything you want." Asmodeus said.
"Okay!" Fizz wiggled out of the sin's grip and skipped out of the door.
Mammon shut the door and sat on the bed. "Come here."
"Awww he still thinks he's going to get some after leaving me to die~" Asmodeus cooed.
"That was almost 5 months ago, let it fucking go." Mammon rolled his eyes. "Now come here. NOW."
Asmodeus sighed and walked over to his husband, sitting on the other side of the bed.
Only for Mammon to yank him on his lap.
"Now, let's talk. Me and Luce had a little conversation earlier this week about what to do if something happened to us. This morning, we came up with a perfect solution."
Asmodeus looked at the sin's hand trail up his thigh and under his skirt. (I heard Ozzie likes wearing feminine clothes :3)
"Why don't we start making a couple heirs to take over our rings?"
Asmodeus looked at his husband with a completely unamused expression. "Mammon you threw a fit when I bought a dog. I'm not pushing out kids so you can whine and complain about them crying, being messy, being annoying and being too expensive."
Mammon took a deep breath. "I'm offering this."
"For profit. Two sin's having a child would make the child incredibly famous. I'm the embodiment of Lust, Mammon. Not stupidity." Asmodeus got up and walked back to his vanity.
Mammon groaned in annoyance. "You're the one who begged for some snotty nosed brats."
"Considering the fact that neither of us have visible noses, that's impossible." Asmodeus hummed.
Mammon slowly stood up and made his way to his husband with balled up fists.
Meanwhile Fizz was amazed at the technique of the mixologist he asked to make his and Ozzie's drinks.
"Oooh...how do you do that?"
The bar tender simply chuckled. "Many many years of practice."
Fizz happily bounced in his seat until he heard a loud crashing from upstairs. "Sheesh, is construction going on?"
The bar tender started to frown, pouring the drinks in the glasses. "Nope. Mammon is clearly upset at Asmodeus. It's not a pretty sight when he's angry. He almost always takes his anger out on his husband."
Fizz's smile dropped completely. Ozzie was in trouble!
He jumped off the stool and bolted down the hallway. "Ozzie!!" Drifting around the corner, he extended all the way on the top of the staircase before running down the upstairs hallway. He made it to the sin's bedroom and opened the door.
What he saw made him audibly gasp.
The room was completely destroyed, mirrors shattered, bed ripped to shreds, clothes thrown everywhere and Mammon stood over his trembling husband with glowing hands.
Seeing Asmodeus so vulnerable, beaten, bruised and bloody made Fizz absolutely lose it.
Without thinking, he leaped on the sin's shoulders and covered his eyes.
Mammon stumbled back in confusion. "What the hell?"
"F-fizz?" Asmodeus slowly sat up.
"I won't let you hurt him!" Fizz said, trying his best to hold his grip.
Mammon peeled away at the imp jester that held his face. "You."
"Me!" Fizz shouted back. "Ozzie is kind! Ozzie is nice! I won't let you hurt him!"
Mammon's grip tighten around Fizz. "You will be nothing more than a unfunny parasite with no hope for a promising future. You have annoyed me FAR too long. So, I tell you one time and one time only imp. Fuck. Off." The sin threw the imp across the room and smacked into the wall with such force, you could literally hear bones crack.
Asmodeus watched in horror as Fizz fell to the ground, completely motionless. "FIZZ!" He managed to get up and crawl over to the imp. "Fizz?...Fizz come on, this isn't funny." He shook the imp to try to wake him up, even leaning down to hear his heartbeat.
But there was no heartbeat.
Asmodeus felt his heart shatter. "...n-no..." he could barely contain the amount of tears that poured down his face.
He had lost the only person who'd made him laugh, the only person that made him feel more than Lust. The other person who truly showed him what love was.
