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It was common knowledge that you had a relationship with all of the brothers. Not that all of them were happy about it, but that was just how it was. You weren't secretive about it, and each of them was slightly different from the others, but that little fact was always present. Always hanging in the air around you when you were with any of them. If any of them didn't like it, they would never tell you. After all, it was kind of their fault that you had this strange shared relationship.
It had been a while ago, soon after you returned to the Devildom for the second time. The boys had been so excited to see you that they refused to spend the first night away from you. Not that they had acted like affectionate puppies or anything, but they all found some excuse or another to stay with you in the living room. It was actually Asmo who was the first to bring out the alcohol. Lucifer was quick to chide him (apparently because the stuff made in the Devildom was stronger than anything in the human realm and you likely wouldn't be able to handle it). Satan was the one that suggested diluting the alcohol like they used to do in ancient times. Belphie was the one keeping Beel from drinking the entire thing immediately. Mammon was the one that offered to pour you a glass to celebrate your return (never once forgetting to remind you how honored you should be that he would even offer). And Levi looked like he was simultaneously trying to find an excuse to leave while also convincing himself to stay. You remember laughing and being thankful that you had found your way back to them.
It wasn't long until everyone had a glass in front of them, with you being the only one that had to dilute it. Lucifer still didn't seem happy with the outcome, but none of you were giving him the chance to kill the celebration. You were the first to raise your glass and cheer your return to the Devildom and your return to what had become your home. None of the brothers objected to that one, and you all started to drink.
And that was about the last memory you had that was clear and uninhibited by the alcohol, because none of you realized just how much stronger Devildom booze was than what you were used to. It only took about half a glass downed a little too quickly to get you started on making bad life choices. It wasn't even the same kind of bad life choices you were used to. It wasn't that you did things without thinking about the consequences first. In fact, it was more like you suddenly didn't care about the consequences, and that lack of restraint emboldened you. You know there was some conversation between your drinks and the words that would eventually spill out of your mouth, but those were fuzzy in your memories.
"You know, guys, back in the human realm this would be where we would start playing a drinking game." You put the suggestion out in the room, waiting to see who would follow your lead.
Of course it was Mammon. He can deny it all he wants, but he is basically a puppy that will go along with whatever you say. It's his most endearing quality, in a strange way.
There were murmurs about it being a terrible idea if Mammon agreed with it right away. Then you pulled a pout and almost all of them caved in almost instantly. You knew your demons too well and knew they would never deny you a request if they could fulfill it easily. The last hold out was actually Levi, who didn't even seem to be touching his glass. You told him he could sit out if he wanted.
"What do you want to play?" You can recall Beel asking as he stuffed his face with something to go with his drinks.
"Well, my favorite has always been truth or dare." You tell them. That gets a few stares of confusion, "You drink as a punishment if you fail your dare or refuse to tell the truth." That doesn't seem to put their minds at ease. You know demons are not the most straightforward by their nature, but you don't expect any of them to ask anything too cruel of one another. Then again, maybe some of them will just for the fun of seeing each other suffer. Demon affection was weird, especially in this family.
Asmo's face lit up, like he had a realization that the others had not yet, "Of course, Darling~ I have nothing to hide from you. Besides, I would enjoy anything my favorite human asks me to do." You swear you can almost hear the 'to her' he wants to add to the end of that sentence and you are sure his brothers can too based on their reactions, "The two of us can play all by ourselves. Privately if no one else wants to join." No one misses his double meaning on that one.
"I already said I'm playing!" Mammon practically shouted.
And that was how the game began. Almost every brother agreed to join, except for Levi and Lucifer. The former because he didn't want to and the later because he thought the idea was childish and said you all needed a voice of reason for when everything inevitably got out of hand. You could only roll your eyes at him.
Of course, because you suggested the game, you were the first to ask a question, "Belphie, truth or dare?"
He looked shocked that he was the first one, but answered quickly, "Dare."
You had to admit surprise. You had assumed he would be the type that started with truth. Mostly because you assumed he would be too lazy to attempt a dare so early on.
You dared him almost immediately to take one of the things Beel was eating and refused to give it back. He just as quickly looked at Beel, who had stopped eating as soon as the dare left your mouth, and reached for his glass to take a drink instead. That was clearly the smarter of the two options.
From there, the question got passed from Belphie to Satan to Asmo to Beel back to Satan to Mammon. The order changed each time it went around the circle. Most of them were completing their dares and answering their questions. Only a few had to drink instead. So far the game was reasonable.
Until it was Asmo's turn again. He looked at you with a thin smile and you swear you could feel the air in the room chill over, "Truth or dare?"
"Truth." You weren't ready to risk whatever strange dare Asmo could come up with.
He only pouted for a moment before asking, "Who was your first kiss?"
You raise an eyebrow. You knew the question would be related to that somehow, but you expected worse, "Somebody from middle school. Can't even remember their name, honestly. We didn't date or anything. I'm pretty sure we did it just to see what it was like." You shrug. It wasn't that big of a deal to you. It was childish curiosity.
You turn to a different brother and continue. It goes around the group again, eventually coming back to Asmo, who looks back at you.
"Truth or dare, darling?"
You give him a confused look, noticing he asked you last time as well. You shake it off.
"Truth." You say again.
The look in his eyes is slightly more devious this time, "How many partners have you had?"
The room goes very silent and you can suddenly feel every pair of eyes in the room looking at you. That question suddenly has you feeling a little too sober, and you do not like it. You don't even want to ask him if he means romantic or sexual, because the number is different for each. You have no interest in making that little fact widely known, so you opt to take a drink instead.
And suddenly your head is back to feeling fuzzy and your anxieties are pushed to the bottom again.
However, drinking is the same as skipping a question, so you quickly switch to someone else. The same pattern continued again. It was passed around until it got to Asmo, then he asked you the same question.
"Truth or dare?"
You were not finding it funny that he was only focusing on dragging up your secrets. It was fine though. You could deny him the chance to learn anything, "Dare!" Your response is immediate.
"I dare you to take off all of your clothing." The small melody in his words is unmistakable.
"Asmo." Lucifer cuts in curtly. He had mostly been sitting to the side and letting you all have fun with your foolishness, but that was apparently his limit.
"Fiiiine. You can keep on your underwear." His eyes twinkle mischievously.
You hear Lucifer begin to chastise him again, but you are already taking off your shirt before he can get the first word out. It's just your clothing. You are not embarrassed about your body. Not right now anyway. As you stand up to slip your skirt off, you see half of the boys look away from you. Asmo, of course, chooses to stare instead. He looked as pleased as the cat that caught the canary.
As soon as you are down to just your bra and panties, Mammon tosses a blanket in your direction.
"Cover yourself up. You followed his dare enough."
You debate for a moment. Technically, you were in your underwear. You could wrap yourself in the blanket but, "That would go against the spirit of the dare." You do keep the blanket, however. Just in case you get cold later.
Asmo stops focusing all of his questions toward you, instead spreading them out. Though, they are just perverted as the ones he asked you. In the meanwhile, you learn that the boys all have their own share of sexual experiences. Well, you learn most of them do. Levi and Lucifer are free from answering the question since they are not playing and Mammon chose to drink instead.
The next person to ask you the question was Satan. You chose dare again, because it was fun to do stupid things apparently.
He smirked and cocked his head to the side, "Not counting this one, you have to take a dare or answer a question from everyone present. They decide if it is truth or dare, and no drinking to get out of it."
And you were officially fucked. You could see each of the brothers thinking about what exactly that meant. You were completely at their mercy. You could of course drink to cancel out his dare, but... bad decisions were made that night. If you had been more cautious, you may have been able to realize the devious plan and realization that had passed between them. Asmo, as always, had been the most forward with his desires, but your acceptance of his dare proved they could also push you further. It was just that Satan was the smartest about the entire thing. None of them needed to say anything, but they all knew they wanted to find out the same thing: just who had you missed while you were gone and what did you consider your relationship to that person. The fastest way to figure it out was to see just how far each demon could push you.