GN:MC! Un-sheeps Hc
Fandom: Obey Me!
Characters: Belphegor, Diavolo, Barbatos.
Summary: In the Obey Me! Manga, Mc is a cute little sheep. (For real, if you haven't seen it, look at it. The team that put it together made Mc cute as fuck.) So what would our lovely, most eligible, Devildom men think when part of the magic oppressing Mc finally fades, but still leaves them far from normal? Humans don't have a cute little fluffy tail and a perfect set of fluffy ears...
Adult content. Read at your own risk. Not beta read.
💜Belphegor💜
• It's wrong on a lot of levels. He knows this, but he can't help himself. Somehow you had a big enough heart for forgiveness..let alone treat him just like everyone else after what he did to you? You'll never know how greatful he is that you gave him another chance. He didn't even realizes he was happy about it until months later.
• He knows your human, for a split second after he killed you, he had thought he saw you, but it was probably just his mind playing tricks.
• While being small, warm and fuzzy, you made a perfect cuddle buddy. Plus you were small and fit in his arms. So he could just scoop you up and take you for a nap when he pleased. A luxury you allowed without much fuss.
• While you sleep, on the nights he wakes up, or even the afternoons, he stares down at you. He almost took you from this world. It's ridiculous, he knows it is - to love you so completely. It was probably a feeling he'd never see returned.
• It's okay though. The fact he can even just cuddle you will work for now. He'll make it work for the rest of your days, as not to make it awkward. He owes you that.
• Opening his eyes, he almost throws the body next to him out of his bed on instinct. Upon closer inspection, he recognizes the body. It's you. Exactly as he recalled, so maybe he really had seen your true form that night.
• You're gorgeous like this. Face relaxed, snuggled into his chest as the perfect little spoon, breathing softly. His lips form a smirk as he sees your pact with him.
• You have a tail. Just above it rest his mark on you.
• He watches it twitch as his fingers slowly trace the fluff. It's just as soft as you had been before. In your bed head of hair, he thinks he sees ears too.
• Messing with your tail makes you shift. You turn to face him and snuggle in under his chin. His arms act on their own as he moves to hold you. Pulling the blanket up over you and himself, he watches you until he falls asleep again, over taken by his sin.
• He wakes up and hears sniffling, small, almost silent sobs from his arms. Your crying. Did he scare you? Hold you too tight? He immediately panics. Last time you were in his arms crying...he pushes the thought from his mind.
• His slender fingers reach out and wipe your tears. "If I hurt you, I'm sorry."
• You sob a bit louder and pull away quickly, taking the blanket with you.
• "I'm sorry. I know you hate humans..."
• Before he can stop himself, he presses his warm lips softly against your forehead. "That was a long time ago." "Are you sure I don't bother you?"
• He sighs, your the one naked in bed with the man that killed you, he is the one that should spew apologies...
• He captures your lips, making you gasp. He slowly pulls away, small flush crawling up his neck. He turns his face away and pulls you closer to him. "Your perfect in any form. I'm just an idiot." He pet's your hair as he slowly drifts asleep again. Damn his sin.
• When he wakes again, your gone.
• He berates himself internally. He shouldn't have kissed you. He messed everything up, even after you had shown him so much compassion.
• His door opens and he sits up quickly and pulls his pillow over his crotch. Small shorts with fur on the ends...a matching tank top. "I'm sorry I left... I got cold. Turns out I got very accustomed to being warm...c-could we snuggle some more?"
• Fuck.
• Fuck fuck fuck.
• If he cuddles you now, you'll feel his erection...but if he tells you no, it's rejection...you'll think being human bothers him. He watches as your ears twitch and you look to the ground. He quickly pulls the blanket back, he can just be sure to wrap you in enough blanket you don't feel anything.
• You give a small smile and tread towards him, and he feels his heart beat increase. You snuggle in and he helps tuck you in, he still embraces you, but it's loose. "I don't wanna squeeze you too hard..." it falls out of him before he can even think. "It's okay if you do." Your neck is flushed and you moved back into him quickly. He can't shift. His erection is against your ass, and there is no way you don't feel it...
• You lay still, but just for a moment. It doesn't take long for him to realize that the excuse of you trying to get comfortable in a new body is bullshit.
• He holds back a groan as you wiggle your ass with more excuses, and he's reached his limit already. Your beautiful, so close and warm and smell wonderful. His cock throbs as he pulls you closer and he can't help but hiss.
• What surprises him is that a low moan leaves you when he does. He knew it. Your turned on, just as much as him.
• The harmless dry humping and moans stays as innocent as the activity can until he can stand it no longer. His lips latch onto your neck and the shiver accompanied by your moan makes his cock begin to weep with precum.
• He slides his pants down, cock springing free as his fingers slowly trace your hips. Your body moving against him more is all he needs to pull your shorts down.
• Perhaps it should have stopped there, but it didn't. His cock is long enough and his thrust precise enough to enter you, and you never even have to move.
• The slow, shallow exploration of your wet hole coated in his precum has him close to cumming already. His hips slowly thrust all the way into you and your hand reaches back to card through his hair in encouragement as his deep thrust rock you.
• The sex is slow, hard and hot. Bodies sticking to his sheets where no cloth covers. He is so close still, and he hasn't made you cum yet. He's held you so close for so long.
• Rolling you into your stomach he mounts you and slowly slides his cock back into you. Hands on your hips as he fucks you with every bit of stamina his body has left, grinding your body roughly against his mattress. Your body shakes under him, cries muffled by the bed, your used little hole gripping him so tightly he can't help but cum inside of you.
• With the last bit of his energy, he rolls you on top of him, his cock still buried inside of you. "Sleep."
• Waking again, you're still there. His cock had slid out of you and his cum mixed with your body fluids has seeped out of you and down your thighs.
• He would need to remember to formally ask you out when you woke.
💋Diavolo💋
• This Prince is in over his head. A small sheep who was supposed to be his human exchange student had him absolutely ruined.
• He fucking loved animals, the fact you were so cute...it wasn't fair! He knows you aren't truly a sheep...but you have the body of a miniature one and he can't help but think you adorable. The fact that you aren't after a title, and just want to be his friend is what started his crush. He knew it was odd...but it was what was inside of you that mattered to him. He had dated plenty of attractive people in his lifetime, but when they don't actually care as much as you do...it ends in misery.
• You weren't like that though. Not seeking to get ahead, but just to know how he was at random times of the day. Asking if he ate, got enough sleep...sweet things that someone who genuinely cared did.
• It sent this man over the moon and back. Before he knows it, he is texting you with his random time. Barbatos and Lucifer can't reprimand him for this, he is simply checking on his exchange student! Building relations, and overcoming thousands years of prejudice! See, Barb, he has to send this sticker this very moment. Lucifer just scowls, but let's him continue on.
• It's nice, having a friend that likes to text him back and just talk about things. Once people find out who he is, they treat him differently...but you don't. You see the man that he is, a demon with a goal and have embraced it. You text him random human world facts, and he does the same with the Devildom.
• You were coming over for dinner tonight. He could feel his heart beat in his chest. Wild with excitement about his adorable exchange student aka, his best friend who wasn't a demon, coming over.
• Dinner had gone great, as expected you had moved to the garden for dessert and to continue talking. Last time you had come over for dinner, you ended up staying the night because you two had talked almost all night.
• Midway through dessert, you suddenly stop mid sentence and let out a small whine. It's all that it takes for him to be up and by your side.
• A mere moment passes and instead of catching a small adorable sheep, his exchange student, a humanoid figure is in his arms.
• "Dia, I feel sick..." Your big beautiful eyes look up to him and he's pink. He can feel it. Your naked body in his arms. You pass out against his chest and for a moment he freezes. Stunned. Your absolutely beautiful.
• Getting you inside to a bed, (he chose his bed, where else would you be? He needs to keep and eye on you...) He covers you quickly, as to try and save your modesty, he even gets one of his shirts for you to wear when you wake.
• Staying by your side if you should need something, he sees your fluffy ears and he blushes. You hadn't completely attuned to his realm, but most of you had.
• Your ears were too cute. So when you roll over and the blanket moves to reveal part of your butt, he tries to look away...but he sees it! An adorable fluffy tail. You're just too damn cute. He is to be a demon king, to be brought so much emotion by such a simple thing...
• Emotion was not a strong enough word. You had his cock harder than a succubus could ever manage... and he had just seen a small part of your butt.
• When you wake, he is the perfect gentleman. Averting his eyes and holding out his shirt for you. Then you make a statemen that starts it all...
• "D-dia...I can't button the shirt...my fingers are really stiff." Your face is so flushed, he is sure you could cook an egg on it. He nods and tries to act as if he isn't screaming inside. But he is.
• The gentle touch of his warm fingers ghosting over your chest make you moan as you turn your head away.
• It's all downhill from there. His hands are on you, rough, needy for physical attention. Touch starved and erect he whispers how cute he finds your new form as he places kisses randomly all over your body. Thoughts if pulling your tail while he fucks you from behind fill his mind and he is lost.
• "Do you want this?" It's the only words he can growl out as he lifts his shirt up your thighs. Your answer sends him into almost a feral state. The shirt is gone in what seems like a second, shredded on the bed around you.
• The pure attraction between both of you being realized as each of you seem to become more needy until the prince roughly picks you up to sit on his lap, easing you down onto his erect cock. He loves the feel of your skin in his hands and he holds random parts of you as your own hands hold his shoulders for balance.
• Your bouncing so well darling, if you were to stop now he would surely meet insanity.
• You had cum, and he needed to. He could wait no longer. He picks you up again and throws you onto your stomach, large hands gripping your hips and pulling your ass up as he slides his cock back into. His thrust are wild and unhinged and he even pulls your tail.
• The fact you squeal in such delight from his rough touches pushes him over the edge.
• He fucks you until he is sure there is nothing left in his ballsack. Completely spent and filling you so deep...your soft skin against his as you snuggle against him makes his heart warm.
• Expect this man to go over the top to ask you out. He's smitten, and after feeling you so deep inside...he wants that forever.
💫Barbatos💫
• This man has liked you for ages, but you'd never be able to know. His stoic face, much like Beels, never gives away anything. Unlike the Sixth born, Barbatos also has control over his eyes. You won't find emotion or his thoughts in them. It's practiced diplomacy, which is need when one holds such an important spot beside the next King.
• Barbatos often wonders what a timeline with you as a lover would be like. Tempted to look, but knows no good will come of it. So instead, he settles himself with small moments. Your smile as he escorts you around. Your gentle hellos and flushing features when he enters the room. He knows of your crush, even the hardest poker face is easy to read for him.
• He has seen your picture in the file Lucifer chose. You're very beautiful and your eyes hold a shine that almost seems blinding, even in a photograph. He bets they are even better up close and personal.
• For now though, your small sheep body gives him excuses for your presence. You're just big enough to fit where the staff can't reach, and you can set any rats you find ablaze in an instant.
• Once he watched you shimmy into a crevice behind a book shelf, you tossed out four burnt rat corpses and the look of pride on your small features as you told him they would never bother him again... well, you sealed your own fate as far as his black little heart was concerned.
• So when you come over for monthly rat extermination, he gives you a small gift. As to match the staff, and himself, the tiny uniform just serves to make you look cute. He even had to shoo away the young master you looked so adorable.
• When he hears your scream and the bookcase jolts violently while you are killing rats, he panics. You'll never see it on his face, but inside, he is nothing but a ball of worry.
• He sees a human arm slap the ground roughly from behind the bookcase and watches as a figure pulls itself free.
• He recognizes you right away, but his eyes are drawn to more...exposed parts of your body...mainly, how the apron/shirt that had been gifted to you covered almost nothing in this form. Atleast, not the parts that counted. The back of the apron is caught on what looks to be a tail. Your chest is exposed and your sex is so dangerously close to being exposed too.
• The dust and dirt, even spider webs that cling to your body can't make you look unappealing. Even struggling to use your limbs for the first time in years, akward and stiff, it holds an aire of grace.
• Barbatos is a gentlemen. He helps you up and ask if you are ok. Your stunned voice asking if this was real, actually happening, drawing a smile from him as he assures you that it is, indeed, real. He can hardly hide his chuckle as you throw yourself behind the bookcase once more to shield yourself.
• "My, my, Mc. Perhaps we clean you up. I am well skilled in getting grime off of priceless pieces of art." He can't see you, but he knows your freaking out behind the bookcase.
• "Well everyone will see me...not just you..." you peak from your hiding spot.
• "Not if they desire their eyes to remain in their heads." His tone is gentle, sweet, as he slowly grabs your hand to lead you out of hiding.
• His hands slowly trace down your body, removing cobwebs and bigger particles of dust and dirt. "Even covered in filth, you are still so radiant." A warm kiss is placed to your lips and it is almost an overload for your newly acquired form. Even before being transformed when entering the Devildom, you hadn't felt anything like this.
• You aren't sure how you got there, all you do know is that your in the bath with him, hands roaming over your body as he softly washes you while placing kisses all over your skin. "If you wish to go farther, I would request you become my partner." His lips trail up your neck as a moan escapes you.
• "F-forever?" You question as his hands continue to trial your sides, tail slowly stroking up and down your thighs.
• "Always."
• That's all you need to hear as you move to place a gentle kiss on his cheek rubbing yourself against him, needy for the attention.
• His tail moves up your thighs at a truly maddening pace, treating you delicately as he wraps it around your waist and snakes the ends of his tail to your sex. Your gasp and whimpers on spur him to move the appendage in a hypnotic rhythm you can't help but become a slave to. Begging for more contact as he takes his time with you.
• "I love you." Your words are airy, lost in bliss and he too cannot catch his breath as he answers. "I will love you until time stands still."
• You're so desperate and needy, denying you and himself would be a terrible tragedy, there will be time for soft and slow, but even he cannot resist any longer. Between his tail and his arms, he takes you to his bed. Your wet bodies now making such sinful noises as your flesh slams together. Strong rough thrust bringing your end about quickly. Your tightening core teasing his cock as your walls clench so harshly against him, it's only a matter of moments before he follows you and cums inside of you, only stopping once his cock has stopped spilling his seed deep inside of your core.
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