Spoiled Greed

Chapter 1/1

"Let's have a tournament to see who can build the coolest thing outta snow!" Mammon exclaimed. "If I win, Sara will ya sp-"

"Wee woo, were woo! Ahem. Don't think you can fool the PDA police!" Levi interrupted him.

"Let's discuss in more detail tomorrow, shall we?" Diavolo concluded.

After the meeting broke up, Sara followed Mammon to his room and sat on his couch.

“Sara, y-ya can’t just barge into the Great Mammon's room!”

“Is that so? Well, The Great Mammon didn’t close his door behind him so I came in.” Sara leaned in close to Mammon, practically in his lap. “So what were you going to say back there, huh? That you wanted to spend more time with me?”

Mammon blushed and shyly looked away. “I wanted ya t-to…to spoil me…” His blush deepened, but there was a familiar greedy glint in his gradient eyes.

Sara grinned. “Ohh, I think I get it, you want me to cook you a big meal…feed it all to you…and then-”

“Alright, alright, ya don't gotta go into detail!"

"Now go win that contest for me, Mammon~"

"Y-yes ma'am."

-

A week later, Mammon won the contest with a giant igloo complete with furniture and mood lighting. It was like a snow club inside, with a kitchenette, sectional couch by a TV, and bed all decorated with Christmas lights and patterns.

Mammon carried Sara into the igloo bridal-style by her request, and she gave him a congratulatory kiss on the cheek which made him blush as red as Rudolph's nose.

"I'm going to spoil you rotten." Sara made Mammon sit at the small table while she went to prepare his winning meal.

Mammon craned his neck to watch Sara preparing the food made just for him. Not any of his brothers, not for the Purgatory Hall crew, no this meal was going to be his and his alone. And for tonight, Sara was his, too.

Soon, the smell of baking reached the demon's nose and he perked up.

"Are you getting impatient, Avatar of Greed?" Sara teased.

"No…" But as he watched her plate his food, Mammon’s demon form appeared in a flash. His bat like wings quivered in anticipation, and his stomach let out a hungry rumble.

Sara couldn’t help but smirk. Being around demons for so long, she quickly learned that they transformed when they experienced any strong emotions, including of course, excitement and arousal.

Sara winked at him before she laid out his feast of a snack on the table. There were different kinds of Belgian waffles dripping with syrup, double chocolate Devil's Food stuffed cookies, and a big container of hot cocoa.

“Ya did great, Sara.” Mammon reached for a fork, but the girl stopped him.

“And we haven’t even gotten started.” Sara climbed into Mammon’s lap sideways and despite his protests and tomato red blush, began to feed him big forkfuls of syrupy waffles. She leaned against his bare chest and let him take sips of hot cocoa between bites that she fed to him at a steady pace.

After Mammon had finished several stacks of waffles, without pause, Sara started to feed him the warm gooey chocolate filled cookies dipped in whole milk. The demon ate rapidly at first, then began to slow down until he was panting for breath between swallows as he became increasingly full and then overfull. Meanwhile, Sara was sliding further down his lap by his steadily growing belly.

"Do you feel spoiled yet?" She asked, stroking one of Mammon's sensitive corkscrew horns as he chewed.

The demon shivered with pleasure and nodded, unable to reply with his mouth full.

"And how about now?" Sara leaned up and softly kissed Mammon's wings while tenderly rubbing his full belly.

Mammon groaned into her ear in response and leaned back in his chair to give her more access to his stuffed and gurgling stomach. He let out a series of belches and gasped in pleasure when she massaged his taut belly. She responded by wiggling against his bulge starting to throb under her thighs.

At that, Mammon let out a cross between a grunt and a growl before he pulled Sara against his full stomach and got up to carry her over to the roulette wheel shaped bed. He flopped down on his back with Sara on top straddling his big belly and rocking against his erection to make him moan in anticipation.

Sara kneaded Mammon’s belly and explored his body with her hands, rubbing his chest and unbuckling his belt and straps. She tugged down his pants and boxers, exposing his erection.

“Y-ya know I can just change outta my clothes with magic-“

“I know, so can I, but I’m supposed to be spoiling you, right, Great Mammon?” Sara teased, caressing his member and spreading the precum that leaked from the tip.

“A-ah, unnnf…” the demon squirmed and bucked, reaching up to feel his human’s soft breasts after she took off her shirt and bra for him.

Biting her lip, Sara gazed down at him. Mood lighting bounced off the snowy wall behind him and reflected off his horns and highlighted the greedy, sensual look in his eyes. They kicked off the rest of their clothes and she sat on him, taking his length into her womanhood with relative ease.

Mammon gasped in pleasure and started to thrust, reaching up to feel the slight bulge in Sara's belly created from his member. She grunted and gripped his sensitive belly to make him cry out and thrust faster and rhythmically. They touched and stroked each other while they began to moan and groaned in unison.

Sara suddenly grabbed Mammon's horns and he grabbed her hips as, with a final deep thrust, he climaxed inside her. She followed shortly after, when her petite belly inflating with hot demon seed. She collapsed on his stomach, breathing hard and kissing his neck as they both came down.

Mammon wrapped his arms around the girl and gave her a kiss on the head. She cuddled against him and gently rubbed his gurgling belly, basking in the afterglow together.

“How’s that for being spoiled, Great Mammon?”

“I feel…spoiled…rich…”