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reoxy-fii · 1 year

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Forbidden Love - Belphegor

Character: Belphegor x Human Fem! Reader

Fandom: Obey Me

Summary: Belphegor enjoys travelling to the human world from time to time. There he meets Y/N, a college student who also works at a flower shop. Belphegor finds himself slowly liking her, but he is a demon and she is a human.

Parts: Part 1, Part 2.5

"Wanna go out after work?"

"I can't. I am watching a movie with Belphie tonight." You said, cleaning your workspace in the flower shop. Lucy turned around. Shock and confusion had taken her face and you swear her eyes were so wide, you were worried that they would fell out.

"Belphie? Is this his new nickname? At first you hated Belphegor and now you are always hanging out with him. What the fuck?!"

"I met him better and saw his real self. He was not an annoying flirty brat without a life after all." A small smile came to your lips at the sight of Belphegor in your mind. Suddenly, your phone started going off. You looked at the number and closed it.

"Oh, Belphegor is here. Bye Lucy!"

~ ~ ~

“Which movie do you want to watch?” Belphegor asked you. You ate a potato chip before replying.

“Pride and Prejudice? I know it’s a romance movie, and you probably won’t like it, but it’s so good!”

“A romance movie? Yea... No.” He replied blankly, exploring all the horror Netflix movies.

“Oh, come on! You can get some advises on how we treat a woman.” His bored gaze pierced your skin.

“Weren’t women the ones with no rights in the 18th century?”

“...”

“You can take advises from Mr. Darcy’s behaviour towards Elizabeth.” You gave him a small smile and his heart skipped a bit. When you were smiling softly at him, his whole world was turning upside down. He was literally melting with one of them. You didn’t know how big your effectiveness was on him.

“I think i know already how to treat a woman and i am pretty good with flirting.” He ended up saying, praying he hasn’t blushed.

“Oh, you wished you were good at flirting!”

“You seem to like it when i am flirting you thought.” Your smile dropped and a side of pink overtook your chicks.

“You mean your usual teasing? I have gotten used to it.”

“No, i mean my flirting.” Silence filled the room. You didn’t know how to perceive his last sentence. You thought that he flirted with you as a teasing. He noticed your confusion and nervousness and started to explain.

“Hitting on you, flirting. You think i am teasing you all this time or something?” You opened your mouth, but you closed it when no words came from your lips.

“Y/N.” He whispered, coming closer to your side of the sofa. “I like you.” You stopped breathing, feeling yourself getting hotter and hotter, scared your body might act on its own. His hand gently brushed yours before taking it into his grip. Shiny violet eyes starting back at yours.

You thought this would be the moment he would kiss you. The moment you will finally feel his soft lips on yours. But before you could come any closer, he bucked away.

“I have something to tell you.”

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“Wanna go out or you are hanging with Belphie again?” Lucy asked you. A heavy sigh left your mouth with the sound of his name. You coundn’t get out of your mind his words from tomorrow.

‘I am a demon.’

‘You are joking, right?’

‘I am serious Y/N. Watch.’

After he turned into his demon form, you remember a few, just pictures. You crying with a look of shock and disgust before leaving his apartment. Oh, how scared you were that he would chase you while you were running back to your house. Till this day, you still have this small hop that it was a nightmare and not a real life thing.

“I am not hanging out with anyone, but i have a lot to study.” You ended up saying to your friend, and she understood. There were plenty of times you would cancel plans because of boredom or tiredness, so she didn’t find it weird. Even though you didn’t want to go out this time, because you were afraid you would meet Belphegor.

“Hello Belphegor!” Lucy welcomed Belphegor. Your eyes got wide, rushing to the back of the shop for a hideout. “Y-Y/N?”

“Can you call Y/N? I want to talk to her.”

“Yes, give me one minute.” She replied smiling, but a panic look took her face, running to find you. “Why are you hiding? Are you okay?”

“Tell him i am not here!”

“But he saw you lurking a second ago!”

“Tell him i have work or something! Distract him while i am escaping from the window.”

“Y/N are you insane?! What has happened?!” You packed your bag, opening the small window in the old dusty room. “There is not time for explanations Lucy, just do what i said!” Lucy obeyed and went out again with the same nervous smile.

“She can’t come right now. She has a lot of things to do! Sorry Belphegor.” Belphegor looked at Lucy, then at the room you had hidden in, then at the exit door.

“Why don’t you just admit that she doesn’t want to see me?” Lucy was left speechless and Belphegor walked out of the shop with a wave. He seemed hurt and disappointed. He really wanted to see you. When the sound of footsteps was gone, you revealed yourself.

“What happened? Did he leave?”

“AH!” Your friend screamed, seeing you suddenly behind her. “Weren’t you supposed to escape from the window?”

“It was too small for me. My hips got stuck.” You lightly messaged your hips and Lucy rolled her eyes. “Now tell me what happened with him?” She asked.

“Look, i can’t and i am so sorry, but i really can’t!” You said, tears forming in your eyes, remembering your tomorrow talk with Belphie. That’s how you were calling him.

“I may don’t know what happened between you too and maybe i never will, but.” She started speaking, and you slowly raised your head. She noticed your puffy eyes and with her fingertip, she started drying your tears. “The thing i know for sure is that you love him. I have never seen you so happy! And i had never imagined you would hang out with the same person every day. Let him talk to you, because he seems like he really loves you too and whatever you guys have, fight it.”

This was the last thing you heard before throwing down your bag, running away. You didn’t know how a relationship would go with a demon. You didn’t know if he would hurt you or not in the near future. But like Lucy said, he does makes you happy and you do love his flirting even though you would never admit it.

Your legs were moving on their own. They were starting to hurt, but you didn’t feel anything. When you found his apartment, you started knocking hard on his door, yet no answer.

“He isn’t in his apartment.” You said through your phone to Lucy. It was salient for a second.

“Where else he likes to go?” Lucy’s voice hit your right ear.

“Nowhere! He always sleeps.”

“Where you were hanging out then?”

“At his apartment!” You sighed, bad thoughts filing your mind. ‘If he left forever from the human world?’

“Where you first met him?”

“This dark empty road near my house where i dropped my keys.” Your face light up and you started running away from his apartment. “Lucy, you are a genius! Love you.”

Your breath started getting heavier. Your heart beats were going crazy, frightened you might pass away. Legs weak like jello, but he deserved it. Belphegor deserves a second change.

You immediately stopped your feet, recognizing his back. His usual loose clothes and his black sweater. God, you suddenly got so nervous.

He had his hands in the air, looking at the starry sky. You were right. He was ready to leave this world forever. His white hair tips were dancing with the wind and his tears seemed like crystals under the full moon. You noticed his figure getting blurry. He was leaving.

Your frozen lips couldn’t speak. You put your hands on your knees trying to catch your breath. It was a matter of seconds before his figure disappeared. You couldn’t give up, not now.

“Belphie!”

"I love you."

A/N: Do not copy my work, all rights are deserved to me ©!

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reoxy-fii · 1 year

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Forbidden Love - Belphegor

Character: Belphegor x Fem! Human Reader

Fandom: Obey Me

Parts: Part 1, Part 2

"What do you like about me?" You asked playfully Belphegor, before clinching deeper into his arms.

You were laid with your boyfriend on his bed, cuddling. His long hands wrapped around your waist, messaging gently your back, while you had placed your head on his chest.

"Mmh..." He pretended to think for a minute, when a smirk formed on his lips. "I like everything about you, but i love your boob- i mean your eyes."

You lightly tapped his right shoulder, giggling like a little child. "I am serious Belphie!"

"Well then, i love your smile." Belphegor said. A smile creeped on your lips but you stopped it, feeling a little shy. "Yes, like that! Just try to keep it after the one second." You stood up and took his pillow, hitting him with it. Belphegor started laughing as soon as he noticed your red face, making you feel more embarrassed than you already were.

"Shut up." You whispered, throwing yourself down on the bed again. Your palms found your face and you hid your face deeper into his neck.

"Someone's a little shy." Belphie giggled, patting your head. You started relaxing into his arms and you fixed yourself on him. Putting a leg between his and resting your head in its original position. Belphegor fingers were dancing with your hair tips and your eyes began to feel heavy.

"Goodnight Belphie. I love you."

"But it's noon."

"Well, have a good nap!" You yelled and Belphegor chuckled. "I love you." You whispered again, wanting to hear it back. The dark blue-haired boy smirked, driving his hand up and down your back.

"Have a good nap, cutie."

"I love you."

A/N: Do not copy my work, all rights are deserved to me ©!

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reoxy-fii · 1 year

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Headcanons when you bombard them with kisses 💖

Lucifer:

For Lucifer I feel like it would work 2 ways:

1. He probably gifted you something that he absolutely REFUSED to let you have before.

2. Or for once, he let some shenanigans slide.

Obviously this rarely happens so you must be his favorite in some type of way.

When you do give him a kiss attack I highly believe it'll be like that one scene where mammon ran into his shower just to hug him.

Definitely feels flustered but also a HUGE sense of pride washes over him since he was the one to get this treatment.

(But mostly flustered)

Will try to act stern and tell you to stop/slightly push you off when he really doesn't want to.

But best believe baby boy will do this wayyy more often.

Mammon:

Would be sooooooo cocky about it

Probably just came to your room and said you "owe him" from him having to watch over you

Either that or he feels like he deserves a reward for giving you a gift he totally got on his own and did not steal from a random demon.

Either way, he's expecting SOMETHING.

So while he goes on and on and on and on about how The Great Mammon is so considerate and kind, you took that moment to surprise him with his gift.

Baby was so flustered, he kinda just froze there and started sputtering his words.

Would be silent for a good moment before going full tsundere on you. From asking what the big deal was to he obviously he needs more for all the things he's done for you.

Over all would not stop smiling like an idiot and would come up with the tiniest of excuses for you to give him a kiss.

Leviathan:

You two would probably be playing video games together and you got stuck on a really hard level.

Eventually you gave up, thinking you would never be able to beat it. But fish boy was able to do it for you and unlock all the items you wanted.

When you gave him a hug, he was so confused that you would ACTUALLY want to touch him.

But OOO boy when you gave him those kisses.

He was more pinker then ruru-chan

Would probably compare the moment to a manga/anime scene and say you two were exactly like the characters.

Afterwards, he wouldn't expect you to do it again but the reactions he has when you do is the absolute best.

Satan:

You were in his room reading the new book of a series he was absolutely obsessed with.

You made a mistake of asking him a question about one of the characters, and just like Lucifer's lectures, he went on and on and on.

It was cute seeing him rant on about his favorite book, but the amount of time that was passing wasn't.

It didn't seem like he would stop anytime soon so you had one special idea.

Man stops in the middle of his sentence and just states at you, trying to figure out your deepest darkest secrets while doing so.

When you ask him if that was ever in the book, he says no but having a real life experience is wayyy better then reading about it.

It'll take him a little while to realize why you did so, and when he does figure out he'll be a little offended.

So as a punishment, he kisses you till you can't breathe. Which seems 100% fair in his opinion.

Asmodeus:

With Asmo being an influencer and all, there's no doubt he'll receive a bunch of new products to try. And recently, a new collection of lipsticks and lip glosses have arrived.

Of course he can't decided which shade looks better on him, so he asks you to help him decided.

Problem is, there's probably over 100 shades to test out, and that's gonna be a real tiring process, so why not spice it up?

You take the first lip gloss and apply it to your lips and give him a kiss on the cheek, then another with another shade and so on.

Definitely was surprised by it but did not at all mind, even suggested he try some on you.

Let's say you guys do a little more then test out lipstick but no one is complaining.

Beezlebub:

You were in the kitchen baking and of course beel smelled the delicious aroma.

He walked in and begged to have a lick of the spoon and bowl, maybe just give him the whole bowl, how needs baked goods anyway? We love salmonella!

Definitely got some on his face.

You try to wipe some off with your finger like a mama would, but he moves away pouting just like a kid.

So you stop and catch him off guard by kissing it off. Each kiss had a little lick getting the batter off of his face.

Beel was so shocked but quickly got an idea.

He got some of the batter with his finger and spreads a little on your face; before you could say something, he does the same thing to you and not both of you are a little messy.

Will absolutely get more and more messy until there's no more batter left and you guys practically ate it before it even got the chance to touch the oven.

Belphagor:

It would be late at night and the both of you would be ready to sleep.

You both say your goodnights, but something about sleepy boy just won't let you have the last word.

So it goes "Good night, Belphie." And "Goodnight, y/n." Over and over again.

Getting really sleepy, and a little cranky, you decide to end this one and for all.

While Belphie said goodnight for the 100th time, you gave him a big dramatic kiss, the one where it's a big smack with it and said goodnight; but you didn't stop there.

For every kiss it was a goodnight until you knew for sure you won.

And for once, he was absolutely speechless.

Eventually, you both fall asleep but best believe that's the only victory you would have cause in the morning, he is gonna let you have it.

But if you dare even once to bring it up, he will pull a Lucifer and lock you in the attack so no one will ever find out how you made the belphagor shut up.

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reoxy-fii · 1 year

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Hello!im not sure if you have done this but is it okay if I request Obey me brotgers reacting to Female Mc having her 1st day period? Where its a hella painful-? Forgive my english-

Thank you in advance <:'))

mc on her period

includes: the brothers x/& fem!reader (cisgender, she/her pronouns)

wc: 1.3k | rated g | m.list | cross posted on ao3 | gn!reader version

a/n: i hope you enjoy!! this was very sweet to write and i simply adore the brothers. also, this has references to ftm!diavolo so don't like don't read (again, my blog is incredibly against transphobia of any kind so you will be blocked if you make a comment). my reqs are open so feel free to drop by to chat, leave feedback, or say hello! also in this belphie was never locked in the attic k thanks bye

please reblog!!

Groaning, you shift, but the pain in your uterus does not ease. Drawn by the noise, Levi appears in the doorway, brows furrowed in concern.

“MC?” he asks, stepping closer to you. You manage a weak smile though you think it may have come across as a painful grimace. “Are you sick? Why are you huddled on the couch with like-” he pauses, eyes flicking over you, “-five blankets?”

You’re still not super used to any of them, what with you only having been in the Devildom for a few weeks, but you figure there’s no need to mince words. Demons could handle a bit of vaginal bleeding, couldn’t they?

“I’m on my period,” you say, and he winces. Maybe they couldn’t. Steadying himself, Levi bites his lip.

“I’ve heard of that,” he eventually responds. “But like, I’ve never had any experience with it myself.”

You snort. “Really? I’m so surprised.”

Levi pouts a little at your sarcastic words and you apologize.

“Sorry. I’m warning you now- I’m going to be pretty bitchy for the next few days.” A particularly strong cramp hits and you curl in on yourself, contorting as if trying to get away from the pain. Nervously, Levi’s hands flutter over you as if he’s unsure what to do.

“How can I help?” he asks, and you groan.

“Painkillers. Chocolate. A heating pad. Things like that.”

Levi shakes his head. “I don’t- I think I’m way out of my depth.” Stepping back, he takes a deep inhale before hollering. “Satan!”

You wince at the loud noise and he gives you an apologetic look, but before either of you can say anything, Satan’s stepping into the room.

“What’s going on?” he asks, almost bored. “I was in the middle of something.”

Levi gestures to you. “She’s, uh, on her period, and I don’t know what to do.”

Satan eyes you up and down, accessing your state. You give him a little wave.

“What do you need?” he asks, and you repeat your list from earlier. He nods.

“Well, I know Belphie has a heated blanket and some heating pads,” he says, telling his chin. “And I’m sure Mammon’s got some kind of medication that’s safe for humans.”

You blanche. “Please don’t kill me with medicine my body’s unable to handle.”

Satan waves you off. “I wouldn’t be that irresponsible. Levi, you go get Belphie and I’ll deal with Mammon.”

Great. Now it’s turned into a whole Thing.

“But does someone need to watch her?” Levi asks, and you roll your eyes.

“I’m right here, ” you say. “And no, I can manage.”

The two split up, and you burrow deeper into your nest of blankets, closing your eyes. The first few days of your period were always the worst and you hadn’t exactly been prepared to rawdog it either. You were lucky you were carrying your backpack when you were transported down here, as it had a decent amount of menstrual products in it, but soon you were going to have to figure out how to get more. Maybe a witch would be able to help. Or you could probably order it off of Akuzon.

You hear someone entering the room and crack open an eye. It’s Levi, thankfully, with a blanket and heating pads in his arms. Trailing behind him is Belphie, who must have just been woken up, and Asmo, who clicks his tongue at you.

“Thank you for letting me use your stuff,” you say to Belphie, who watches you gingerly accept the blanket from Levi. “I really, really appreciate it.”

“It’s whatever,” he responds slowly. “I mean, like, you’re in pain, right?”

You laugh under your breath as you lean over to plug in the blanket, abdomen protesting. “Oh, you have no idea.”

Belphie looks like he wants to say more, but is interrupted by Satan, Mammon, and Beel, who’s holding something you can’t see.

“Here,” Satan says, handing you a bottle. “This should be safe for human consumption.”

“Are you sure?” you ask, rattling the bottle.

“Yes, you’ll be fine. And if not, Solomon can fix you up or something.”

“Super reassuring,” you snipe. “How many should I take.”

“Well,” Satan says. “How bad's your pain.” Your uterus decides to throw a fit then, sending you curling into yourself, eyes pricking with tears.

“Bad,” you gasp, and all of the boys eye you unsurely.

“Okay, take three pills then,” Satan directs, and you don’t even use water to swallow them down, that desperate for relief.

“Here,” Beel says hesitantly, holding whatever he’s got out to you. You take it, eyes widening as you read the label.

“Chocolate?”

“Satan said it might help,” he exclaims, and again, tears come to your eyes. Resolutely, you ignore them.

“Are you sure?” you ask. “I know how much you like your sweets.”

“Just take it before he changes his mind,” Mammon says, crossing his arms. “Seriously. He wouldn’t offer if he weren’t sincere.”

You look between the two of them, and when Beel nods, you bring the chocolate to your lap. “Thank you,” you manage, and Beel’s smile is like the sun.

“What else can we do for you?” Belphie asks, and you look around yourself.

“I don’t know. This is pretty much everything. Thank you all,” you say. “You didn’t have to give up your stuff for me.”

“It’s not a problem,” Satan replies. “It’s our job to make sure you’re comfortable here, after all.”

“And anyway,” Asmo interjects, raising his brows, “we know you’d do the same for us.”

Would you? As you look around at the brothers, the stupid, kind brothers, you know you would.

“Eugh,” Mammon says, interrupting the moment. “It’s gettin’ sappy in here. Anyway, doncha want to watch chick flicks or something?”

Laughing, you nod. “I guess so. Although I’m not familiar enough with Devidom media to pick something myself.” As you pull the blankets closer to you to make space for all of the boys, you listen to them squabble over the movie, heart warming. You were still unused to this place, these people, but surely they couldn’t be as bad as they tried to tell you they were if they were willing to come together to support you like this. As the movie is finally decided and all of the boys take their places, you drift off, finally free from pain. You feel comfortable and safe, and much, much better.

You melt into the light pressure on your scalp, waking up slowly. Titling your head back, still sleep-muddled, you see Lucifer peering down at you, hands still gently massaging your head.

“How are you feeling?” he whispers, and you look around to see all of the rest of them sleeping in various positions.

“That feels good,” you murmur back, sighing. “Like, really good. Where’d you learn to do this?”

“It always helps Diavolo when it’s his time of the month,” he answers nonchalantly, and your eyes snap open.

“He’s-”

Lucifer nods, cutting off your words. “Yes. And before you ask, he gave me permission to tell you when I went and got stuff. Actually, he all but demanded it. Said you should know you had someone to go to if you needed anything.”

That was a lot to process but Lucifer’s still moving fingers made it hard for you to concentrate. You weren’t worried about it or anything, anyway, just kind of grateful Diavolo had trusted you with such personal information. “Wait,” you eventually say. “Stuff?”

Lucifer nods towards a handful of grocery bags on the table. “Snacks and the like. More products.”

Overwhelmed by his, no, their thoughtfulness, you just gaze up at him. “Thank you,” you say. “Like, thank you so much.”

“Of course,” he hums, like it was a given they’d do all of this for you. “Now you should go back to sleep. Take advantage of the peace and quiet.”

“I should do that,” you say, closing your eyes again. It seems like only seconds of Lucifer’s massage magic before you’re drifting again, incredibly touched. Maybe this whole Devildom thing wouldn’t be that bad.

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reoxy-fii · 1 year

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This is more of a funny headcannon

What if MC and the brothers are having sex and MC say's "oh god" or something like that. What would thier reaction? I feel like Lucifer would not be happy xD

Obey Me Brothers Reacting to MC saying "Oh God" in Bed

Characters: Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphigor

Genre: Crack Smut

Warnings: NSFW, Crack Headcanons, Mentions of Sex, Insecurity (Levi), Inferiority Complex (Satan)

Pronouns: None used (GN Reader)

A/n- This is fucking hilarious, I laughed when I first read it.

Lucifer

Has you bent over his desk and hitting it from behind when you say "Oh God!"

He stops instantly, pulling out and letting you get up

Just glares at you, disappointed

"I don't see how my father has anything to do with this when I'm the only one who can make you scream like that-" cue hour long lecture about how you should say his name

His pride is HURT to say the least

Overall, an absolute grouch about it

Mammon

Little taken aback but takes it as a sign he's doing good

Probably knows that humans view his father different than him and his brothers so isn't too butthurt

Honestly he's just lost in the sauce and enjoying himself too much to notice

A little proud and just wants to continue being your good boy

Leviathan

Is insecure faster than Beel eats the whole fridge

Thinks you're imagining his father while he's fucking you

Will cry if you don't reassure him withing 0.28 seconds

Doesn't know what to think when you tell him you said "Oh God" because he was doing good

Starts to blush badly

Low-key still feels like you're just trying to be nice

Satan

He either takes it as a good sign or he takes it as a huge trigger for his inferiority complex

If he takes it the first way, he'll just smile, call you a good kitten, and keep going

If he takes it the second way, oh boy have fun with borderline jealous/hate sex

He'll get rougher and say "You should be crying out my name, Kitten. Seems I need to punish you, don't I?"

Have fun not walking for a week <3

Is open to talk about it and will ask about it afterwards during aftercare cuddles

Asmodeus

Definitely takes it as a good sign

Definitely an expert in bed so is kinda surprised your brain still works after all his hard work smh

Just takes it as a challenge to continue fucking you until you're dumb from his dick

Might seem a little jealous "You should be screaming my name, Cutie. It makes you look so much cuter underneath me "

Can't really add much here, just is happy to have you in his bed

Beelzebub

Baby boy doesn't even notice lol

He's way too focused on eating you out to hear anything but the squishy noises you make for him

If he's railing you and you say it, I feel like he'd blush and ask if you're liking it

Overall very sweet and very doting

Belphigor

This man is suddenly very awake lol

Absolutely hates God for what happened to Lilith (rip)

Gets very possessive and starts railing you

The only time this man is super dominant and active in bed is when he's jealous so congrats, you've done it

Will choke you while ramming his hips into you and saying "I'll make sure to fuck you till I'm the only thing you can think of"

Bonus <3

If you tell Solomon what happens, he loses his shit laughing

Damn near pisses his pants from laughing so hard

Definitely teases some of them about it (mainly the ones who got upset)

#lolol this is so funny

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reoxy-fii · 1 year

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The Obey Me Characters Responding to you Butchering Their Name | Pt.2

Pairing: Obey Me Boys x f!reader

Notes: Once again, I hope that you guys enjoy this chapter. Honestly only doing a few characters or having two chapters today is almost a relief sometimes because occasionally it’s troublesome trying to come up with so many responses 😅

In this chapter, the characters are: Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, and Belphegor!

If you want to follow the series as I create more chapters, you can follow my link to the {masterlist} for the entire series!

Keep reading

#lost in Santan part #for me it's mean coconut milk 😭

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reoxy-fii · 1 year

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That MC part got thrown 😭

awkward moments during sex — younger bros

a/n: a continuation of funny and awkward moments that happen during sex with the brothers, but this time with the younger brothers (older brothers here).

tags: 2.5k words. female reader x satan (edging, orgasm control), asmodeus (no warnings), beelzebub (manhandling, breeding kink, mating press, minor injury) + belphegor (mild somnophillia). minors do not interact!

𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐍

your fingers slip nimbly through his blonde hair, gliding through the strands as if they’re made of the finest of silks. satan leaves an entourage of nips and bruises along your neckline, each of them planted with more desperation than the last.

his hips roll against yours; not fast enough, and not slow enough. and yet, he seems to find the perfect combination of pace and rhythm which drives you crazy.

it keeps you in limbo, with hope on one side and despair on the other. a purgatory of sorts.

he loves to torment you like this; his teething grin tells you that. and with his head buried in the nook of your shoulder, he peeps up only to appreciate the overwrought look on your face. your brows furrow in such a way that he doesn’t know if you’re about to cry, or if you’re about to cum.

you suppose that’s why he loves it so much — satan has always been fond of a good mystery, always wanting to discover what comes next in earnest. he’s enthusiastic to say the least.

his rutting hips grow a little more fervent, earning a most dulcet moan from your lips. he captures it in his own, swallowing it whole and locking it away deep in the ravenous hollows of his body. you fill him up in ways he never expected, and he can’t get enough of you.

“satan,” you whimper, evoking a sadistic smirk on his face. “please…”

“please what, my dear?”

the endearment in his voice alone is enough to make your guts feel like they’re being rearranged — though, his cock is doing a perfectly fine job of that already.

“i wanna cum!”

every one of your senses tosses you back and forth over a very thin line. one second, you’re free to fall into a sea of bliss, ready to be washed away by the intensity of the orgasms he brings upon your body. and the next, you’re tied up in the confines of satan’s control. he decides when you finish, not the other way around.

the nerves in your body are working overtime, analysing each second and anticipating whether or not he will give you what you so desperately desire. your brain is moments away from turning numb from the overload of feelings, both physical and emotional.

so much that the creaks of satan’s old, wooden bed go unregistered.

he thrusts harder, faster with the promise that he’ll soon be done with you, and you can finally succumb to the ecstasy you’ve been reaching for.

“satan!” you squeal, locking your trembling legs around his hips. “i’m close!”

“me too, baby,” he grunts with each rut and grabs your cheeks, making sure of the eye contact between you. “we’re almost there.”

he makes a point of driving his cock to the hilt of your pussy, and his strength passes straight through your body into the foundations of his bed. all it takes is one more thrust to break apart the timbers of the worn out wood.

the mattress beneath you softens your land as the bed collapses, but the impact from satan’s body falling on top off you knocks the air out of your lungs. his limbs dig into you and you groan.

“shit,” he mutters, and his hands fly to your face, inspecting your pained expression. “are you okay?”

“not really,” satan rises with you, arms delicately holding your frame until you’re sat upright on the wreck of what was once his bed. “are you?”

“yes,” he chuckles, leaning his head against you before planting a kiss on your cheek. “because the sex was literally bed–breaking. and no, because lucifer is going to have a lot to say about this.”

𝐀𝐒𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐔𝐒

asmo has tonnes of attention and he loves to give it away freely, just as much as he loves to receive it. you’re special, though. he makes a point of that every time your insecurities begin niggle away at you.

whenever he feels you drawing away, he’ll pull you closer than ever before, never letting you out of his sight. with all the fame and love, most people tend to forget how lonely a person can become. and that’s why he chose you.

you took that loneliness from deep inside and destroyed it in the palm of your hand. you filled all the void parts of his body and soul with your existence alone; no one thinks about the demons a demon can have, and all it took was one smile from you to scare them all away.

you helped him in more ways than one, so he never wants you to feel alone or inferior — you’ll always be his number one despite his fans and fame and ego.

he must say, though, he is quite proud of how far you’ve come. asmo had immediately picked up on those small traits of yours, the ones that signal you spiralling into the pool of your greatest fears. the nervous fidgeting whenever he spoke to other demons at school, the daylight dazing out when you find yourself lost in thoughts, and the sudden silence when he’s livestreaming to his fans, like right now.

asmo was fully prepared to pepper you with praises and kisses as soon as he finished — he’s more than willing to give you attention. but the fact is, you stole it already, along with his breath.

he freezes for a second before licking his lips and glancing back and forth between your teasing and his screen. he mumbles and stutters whilst trying to hide his growing erection from his fans. meanwhile, you sway your hips seductively behind the camera, slipping the silk gown from your shoulders to reveal your naked body.

“today was really fun, my darlings,” he waves and blows a kiss to the screen immediately. “i’ll see you guys tomorrow.”

he taps his screen rapidly before jumping on you, grabbing your ass and lifting you. your lips intertwine in seconds and he drops you onto the mattress with out breaking contact.

“someone’s feeling bold,” he teases between kisses. “i like it.”

“mmh, i figured i should be more forward with my needs,” you say with a daring smile. “i think it seems to be working, don’t you?”

“oh, it’s working,” asmo expertly removes his clothing, and occupies himself in the meantime by kissing up and down your body, burning patterns into your skin until he meets your lips again.

“asmo… hurry.” you whine and he heeds your words, aligning himself with your soaked entrance.

“i love you, my darling,” he feeds you one last kiss before pushing in, and the two of you groan in unison. “i love you so much.”

“i love you too, asmo.”

you gasp loudly as his cock stretches your walls, and your clench around his length as if he was made perfectly for you to take. you’re seconds away from screaming his name when—

knock, knock, knock.

you freeze and the knocking is followed by lucifer’s commanding voice.

“asmodeus, you might want to end your livestream before continuing with your… activities.”

“what?!”

scrambling, you gather the blanket against your chest, tucking your legs underneath to hide your nude body. this can’t be happening…

“oh, my,” asmo tuts. “it looks like i pressed the wrong button.”

he makes his way back to his ddd set up on his desk, dragging a blanket to cover himself from the hips down. you expect him to turn it off immediately, but instead he starts reading the flying comments that you’re too embarrassed to even think about.

“hhm, everyone seems to be enjoying it,” he looks to you with a seductively intriguing glint in his eyes. “what do you say, honey? why don’t we give them a show?”

𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐙𝐄𝐁𝐔𝐁

“oh my goodness, beel!”

juices flow from your pussy and his mouth finally parts with it after bringing you to your umpteenth orgasm. your mind is foggy from the highs and beel rises, hands roaming your body and placing you exactly how he sees fit.

the back of your knees rest against his arms and his hands sneak under your body, locking you in place. he has you folded in half, literally. his feet are planted flat in the mattress and his immense weight pushes you down further.

you haven’t fucked in this position before, but you have a feeling beel is going to destroy your needy cunt. you take a liking to this inner beast controlling him right now; he must be so hungry…

his lips are coated with your essence, the one that works like a spell, entrancing him in such a state that he can only think about how much he needs you.

this is going to be good.

the tip of his enormous cock prods at your entrance and eagerly pushes in. hissing from his girth stretching you out, you wonder if it’s possible that you’ll ever get used to beel splitting you open on his cock.

“ngh,” you groan gutturally, unable to form a decipherable sentence. “s–so big!”

“i’m gonna fill you up, baby,” he growls and pushes in deeper. “gonna fill you with my cum.”

he slams into you, and an unbridled yelp escapes you before he raises his hips, only to slam them back down again. each of his thrusts rattle the entire bedframe and you’re afraid the brother next door might storm in with noise complaints.

a cacophony of sinful sounds fill the room — beel’s animalistic growls, your wanton moans, the obscenely lewd noises coming from your bodies, and of course, the shaking of everything around you.

he’s fucking you so hard it might cause an earthquake.

the mattress bounces along with both of your bodies, fucking like animals in heat. his cock drags in and out of your pussy and you’re losing count of all the orgasms he’s forcing you to endure. you’re extremely sensitive from him eating you out for hours and you don’t know how long it will take for beel to feel some sort of satiation.

being both starved and gluttonous is a dangerous combination, and this version of beel is a prime example of that. he pushes your thighs down further, allowing himself to explore deeper and you feel another orgasm creeping on you.

and it’s only a matter of time before beel finishes too, and he’s going to fill you to the brim with his cum before using it to fuck you some more, pushing his seed deep inside you. you can’t wait for the day he finally breeds you.

“fuck, beel!” you screech, not caring how ridiculously desperate you sound. “come on, stuff me full with your cum! want you to knock me up!”

“gonna fill you up,” he grunts with every thrust. “i’ll fill you with my—”

“aah, i’m so tired… wait, what’s going on here?”

before you can look in the direction of the door, beel literally flips you over and flings your body to the side, unknowingly using his full strength which causes you to collide into the wall.

“what the fuck?!” you yelps, tears brimming your eyes from the impact.

did he just throw you across the room?

but you have no time to yell at him because belphegor is standing in the doorway with his eyes locked onto your naked body. your hands fly to hide your private parts, but you are stark naked and daring not to move.

meanwhile, beel sits nonchalantly on his bed, covering his crotch with the sheets. “nothing. nothing is going on.”

belphie doesn’t seem convinced, which doesn’t come as a surprise and he slowly backs out, closing the door behind him.

not a second after he leaves, you throw the dirtiest, most disgusted look of betrayal at beel. “every man for himself, huh?”

“i’m so sorry, mc,” he glooms. “i panicked.”

“panicked? you threw me across the room!”

𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐆𝐎𝐑

“belphie,” you whisper, shaking the shoulders of his sleeping form. “belphie, wake up.”

a grumble sounds from his limp frame, and you roll your eyes, shaking him harder.

“belphie, please wake up,” and with a sigh, you add, “i’m horny.”

again, nothing.

chewing on your lips in thought, your hands mindlessly graze over your body — your breasts, squeezing them with a gasp; your hips, grabbing them exactly where belphie loves; and your thighs, digging into your flesh with desperation.

you don’t realise your pitiful actions, nor the broken moan that escapes you until belphie rolls onto his other side, his back now facing you.

a pout forms on your lips and you grab him again, shaking him with all your might. but your frustration passes right through his sleeping form.

“belphegor, wake up right now! i need you!”

“keep it down…”

giving up, you flop onto the mattress beside him, unable to remove your eyes from his peaceful face. as unsatisfactory as his response is, your body still needs to be put at ease. and you can’t do that without some form of relief.

before you know it, your fingers slip below the line of your underwear and a shaky breath escapes you. you make work of yourself, thrusting your fingers in and out while imagining belphie’s cock driving hard into your pussy.

what you would give for him to open his eyes and plant his fingertips into the softness of your hips, holding you in place beneath his sweating body as he slams into you, his cock making its mark all along your walls.

“fuck…” you whimper, with a hint of his name among your quiet moans as you cum.

belphie has yet to move an inch, completely ignorant to you and your orgasm. so much for quality time. with your eyelids drooping, you allow yourself to sink into the sheets and pillows, carefully snuggling into belphie’s body as to not wake him.

an hour passes, or maybe two, possibly more and belphegor finally stirs. he yawns with little energy and rolls onto his back, but his arm stays wrapped around you, tucking you into his chest. all it takes is one look for that swirling sensation in his stomach to come alive.

he looks down at his crotch and sees that the problem goes further than so–called butterflies; his hardened cock stretches the material of his pants. morning wood has never been so persistent since you came along.

every remnant of sleep is gone in an instant and he’s on top of you, lips pressed against your neck and hands sneaking up your shirt, squeezing your hips on their way to your tits.

“hah…” small gasps and moans escape him as his hips jut against you. “what are you doing to me?”

he hates that innocent look on your face, so oblivious to the effect you have on him and to what he is doing to you. but that innocence is also what turns him on. god, he could just devour you whole like the sick demon he is and you wouldn’t know a thing because you’re far to busy dreaming something sweet.

it’s almost like he can smell it, the dream. or, a more logical explanation would be the sweetness between your legs. your glistening slit has him drooling when he pulls your panties away and he soon makes work of freeing his aching cock from his own clothes.

“mc,” he whispers against you with a kiss. “wake up, i’m horny.”

your eyes open slightly, and as soon as you register his hot, naked body above you, you roll over to the side with a huff.

“not now, belphie. i’m tired.”

well, he supposes this is what he deserves. it’s a taste of his own medicine, after all.

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awkward moments during sex — older brothers

a/n: was in the mood for wholesome smut with humour so here are some awkward moments that happen during sex with the older bros (younger brothers here).

tags: 1.7k words. female reader x lucifer (no warnings), mammon (mention of spanking, getting caught in the act) + leviathan (demon form!levi, double penetration, anal, levi has two dicks). minors do not interact!

𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐑

“ah! luci—”

your moans fill the room, almost drowning out the sound of classical music hailing from lucifer’s record player. he’s completely lost in the symphonies, suffocating in the way your precious voice sings along with the violins and piano — it’s orchestrated to perfection.

enough for him to not realise that his music of choice for your intimate time is only working in favour for him.

deep groans leave his throat as he loses himself in your body — or the music. at this point, you think he’s more turned on by his favourite classical piece than your writhing body beneath him.

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awkward moments during sex — older brothers

a/n: was in the mood for wholesome smut with humour so here are some awkward moments that happen during sex with the older bros (younger brothers here).

𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐑

“ah! luci—”

enough for him to not realise that his music of choice for your intimate time is only working in favour for him.

deep groans leave his throat as he loses himself in your body — or the music. at this point, you think he’s more turned on by his favourite classical piece than your writhing body beneath him.

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LMFAO IT'S FRICKING FUNNY 🤣🤣🤣

"MC, Who's Best in Bed??":

*on an average HoL morning, the MC is trying to enjoy a cup of tea in the dining room but there's been nothing but shouting in the House for about an hour now... They’re nearly at their wits end when the seven culprits come marching in the room themselves, glaring at esch other. Before MC can even speak, Asmo takes initiative and slams his hands down onto the table, making their teacup clatter*

Asmo: MC, you have to be the one settle this! Which one of us is best in bed???

*the MC... almost does a spit take*

MC: Excuse me???

Mammon: You heard'em! You outta know by now, so who is it??

*the MC looks at their demons like they've gone mental, but seven pairs of eyes stare back at them expectantly, hell, even determinedly. Seeing that they likely can't weasel out of this, the MC gives in with a sigh*

MC: .... Do you really want to know?

Asmo: Of course!!

Satan: We promise we'll be alright with whoever you choose...

Mammon: But it's gonna be me, right??

Satan: Shut up, Mammon!! 😡

MC: Well... if I have to pick...

MC: It's gotta be Lucifer.

Lucifer: *smiles REAL wide for a guy who's been pretending that this conversation is juvenile and beneath him...*

Lucifer: Well. I think that settles that.

*he walks over and arrogantly kisses the back of MC's hand while his brothers all groan somewhere between irritation and disappointment...*

Mammon: Look what ya did, MC, he's never gonna get over himself now!!

Lucifer: Mammoooon?

Mammon: 😨 Shit!

MC: It is Mammon, actually.

Mammon: Eeh-?? Er, s-SEE I TOLD YA!!

*he tries to act proud, and he is, but it's pretty obvious to everyone that he got caught off guard and is flustered as hell*

Mammon: W-who else could it be but the Great Mammon? Right??? This is why I'm their first!!

*Mammon continues to loudly bluster and gloat as MC gets up from the table, taking their teacup with them*

MC: It sure is~

*they peck him on the cheek, which bluescreens his brain while his brothers scoff in disgust*

Belphie: Geez, at least get a room first guys... 🙄

MC: You won’t believe me, but it's Levi.

*the brother stop, collectively look at each other, and then shake their heads*

All (INCLUDING Levi): We don't believe you.

MC: *shrugs nonchalantly and takes another sip of tea* What'd I tell ya?

Asmo: MC, you can't be serious...

MC: *looks him dead in the eye* Two. Dicks. Need I say more? Because I can! He can also-mph!!

*a confused MC gets a hand clamped over their mouth by a mortified Levi, who's still puttering around to figure out how he should feel*

Levi: M-MC! Please...!! 😣

Satan: So there ARE some things that better left unknown... Fantastic... 😰🤢

MC: It’s actually you, Satan!

Satan: *blinks* Eh? Oh really...?

*already turning his head towards Lucifer with a BIG shit-eating grin*

Satan: What do you know? Looks like we've heard it, haven't we?

Lucifer: *angerily covering up his frustration behind a stone cold poker face* So we have... Not that it matters.

Satan: Hm. Your face says otherwise. 😏

Lucifer: Don't push your luck....

MC: Asmo. It's Asmo, it's obviously Asmo!!

Asmo: THANK YOU!!

Asmo: Honestly, it's like no one understands my job description here!!

Asmo: I can, will, and do fuck better than all of you! You just have to accept that. 😌

Mammon: Ugh! Give it a rest already... 😮‍💨

MC: You know what? It's Beel.

*the brothers stop and collectively look at their absolute UNIT of a sibling.... then breathe a combined sigh of defeat*

Beel: *flustered pink from embarrassment, but still very happy to hear it* Thank you, MC. 😊

MC: You're welcome, Beel! 🙂

MC: Weirdly enough, it's Belphie...

Belphie: What do you mean, "weirdly?"

MC: I mean, if we were just going based off resumes here, I wouldn't exactly put yours on top.

MC: But you're living proof "work smarter, not harder" are words to live by. Your technique is flawless!

Belphie: .... I'm not sure how to feel about this anymore....

Bonus:

MC: *gives a blank, thousand yard stare into the middle distance*

Mammon: Uhhhm.... MC? Still there?

MC: I just realized something... I'm really am going to Hell...

Levi: Huh? But you're already here...?

MC: *gets up from the chair and starts to jog away urgently* I think I need a priest...

Belphie: What? Why?? Is being here a problem to you??? 🤬

MC: *calls out as they skid past the doorway* It is because I'm fucking an angel!!! 😫

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