#barbatos x simeon

[devildom-moss]

February poll story

NSFW - Simeon x Barbatos x MC

(Barbatos x Simeon x gn!MC)

(NSFW) (switch!verse!Barbatos / switch(/bratty sub?)!bottom!Simeon / dom!top!MC) (poly/threesome; MC with cock/strap-on; partially outdoor sex; exhibitionism; voyeurism; oral - receiving/strap sucking; anal - giving Simeon and Barbatos; frottage; Simeon gets double stuffed because he's a good boy; slightly cruel and teasing MC; but also plenty of soft MC; multiple orgasms - but no MC orgasm specified; no condom (bad, don't do); anal creampie; cum used as lube (also bad); begging, fingering; handjob; overstim; praise; pet names "good boy(s)" "angel"; slight degradation (slut-praising?); slight aftercare mentions) (established relationship with Simeon; relationship hierarchy) (no plot, all horny)

Word Count: +2,900

“You’re so fucking pretty like this.” You bent down to whisper in Simeon’s ear, keeping your length still inside him as he squirmed, desperate for the slightest bit of friction. You smirked. “So. Fucking. Pretty, angel.”

“Please –” Simeon begged, grinding back against your hips “– more.”

You straightened your spine and placed your hand on the small of Simeon’s back, making him arch against the railing of Purgatory Hall’s balcony. A quarter moon hung in the sky, providing just enough light to make his skin glisten, highlighting every soft edge of his body. He was luminous. The view of the stars twinkling above mountains and over colorful city lights was overshadowed when you had Simeon bent over the rail and moaning on your cock/strap. His skin burned from arousal, and the cool night air felt nice against his burning cheeks as desperation rose in him. How much more would his skin burn if he could think about the potential of someone looking up and seeing him? It bore repeating:

“So. Fucking. Pretty.” You punctuated each word by sliding out of him and thrusting back in with a ravenous force, earning a soft groan every time. Dissolving into a mess of lust and pleasure, Simeon was reduced to whimpers and loud, needy whining.

Those noises echoed into the hall, where they alerted Barbatos, who had stopped by to deliver some sweets that he had baked. Simeon was supposed to be all alone for the weekend, and Barbatos was worried that the angel might get lonely. Upon hearing Simeon groaning, Barbatos used magic to rush into Purgatory Hall and scanned for the source of the noise. The doors to the balcony were left open. Barbatos felt a cold breeze blow in, carrying the sound of Simeon’s moans on the wind. He ran outside.

“Simeon! Are you –” Barbatos stopped dead in his tracks. He should have known better.

You and Simeon both turned to the entrance to see Barbatos standing there. Simeon wanted to look shocked, but all he could manage was a blissful, desperate stare – his mouth still agape and his eyes glossy. He tightened around you, and you smirked at the sudden sensation. Well, Barbatos had already caught you, and if you were going to get in trouble anyway, you might as well keep going.  Besides, you couldn’t resist teasing Simeon. You pulled out halfway, feeling his resistance, and bucked your hips back into him.

“Simeon,” you cooed, “You got so tight when Barbatos caught us. Do you like being watched that much, my angel? Should we give him a show?”

“MC, wait, please,” Simeon whined as he tried to push himself upright. But you didn’t wait. You thrust into him, rubbing up against his prostate. He steadied himself against the railing. His sweet moans flooded the air, and without thinking, Simeon started to rock back onto you. The pleasure grew until the cusp of an orgasm brought him back to his senses. “Wait, wait. I’m –”

Yet again, you didn’t wait. Why should you? He was still grinding on you like a desperate little cumslut. You brought his hips against yours as he came over the edge of the balcony with a loud groan. Simeon bent back over the railing and buried his face in his arms, absolutely humiliated.

The mortifying silence in Simeon’s post-orgasm comedown was broken by a chuckle from Barbatos’s direction. Barbatos mused aloud, “Oh my, you know, I was actually worried for a second. I should have figured even you would indulge in such activities.”

You laughed along with Barbatos as you slowly pulled out of Simeon. Despite your careful motion, Simeon still whimpered at the emptiness. He immediately stood upright, turned to you, and attempted to hide himself in the crook of your neck. The feeling of his hot breath and soft lips moving against you as he apologized profusely only made you want to tease him all over again.

“I’m so sorry,” he apologized again, tilting his head so that Barbatos might hear him more clearly. “I didn’t mean to cum in front of you.”

When he was this adorably embarrassed, you also felt the need to dote on him. You scratched his head, massaging small circles into his scalp, and pulled back just enough to kiss his hair. With sweetness laced into your voice, you reminded him, “He stayed and watched, angel. I don’t think there’s anything to apologize for – not if that bulge in his pants is being honest.”

Simeon shivered against you and turned his eyes to Barbatos, catching his gaze before lowering it down the demon’s body. Desire reignited in him. Barbatos set the bag he had brought over down on the nearby table with a mischievous grin. “Can you blame me for getting aroused – watching a cruel, teasing master and their precious, little slut?”

The words burned in Simeon’s ears. You knew that Simeon loved knowing he was yours; to hear Barbatos call him your slut probably validated those sweet little fantasies in his head. As if you wanted to take him down a peg, you turned to Barbatos and asked, “would you like to try being a precious, little slut, too – if my angel doesn’t mind, of course?”

When you looked back at Simeon, he took your hand and brought it up to his cheek. He leaned into your touch and shook his head while nuzzling into your palm. Barbatos took his cue, and without another word, he loosened his tie and walked over to you. In one obedient gesture, Barbatos dropped to his knees at your feet and stared up at you seductively. Then, he shifted his eyes to Simeon, holding his gaze as he licked up your shaft before taking you deep down his throat. His tongue swirled around you as he pulled back, and he left kitten licks on your tip. Simeon squirmed under the heat of Barbatos’s eyes.

“Barbatos.” You clicked your tongue and tilted his gaze back to you. “I believe Simeon has had enough of your leering eyes.”

Your attention to his comfort gave Simeon butterflies; he leaned into your ear and begged seductively, “Can I help Barbatos while he cleans you up? Please?”

“Can he?” you asked Barbatos, placing your hand under his chin and running your thumb along his jawline. Barbatos pulled away from your cock/strap, saliva staining those pretty lips. He smiled up at you blissfully, showing off his sharp canines, and glanced at Simeon quickly. Then, returning his eyes to you, Barbatos bit his lower lip and nodded twice before opening his mouth and taking you halfway down his throat. You groaned and rolled your head back. Collecting yourself, you turned to Simeon and leaned over to kiss him – messy and heated. When you pulled away, you relished his lecherous gaze and gentle panting. “Play nice, angel.”

Simeon walked around Barbatos and kneeled behind him, crawling between his legs. Simeon’s hands wandered from Barbatos’s hips up to his chest. Slowly, with lingering caresses, Simeon helped Barbatos strip out of his shirt. He groped the demon and teased him through his pants with a touch unbefitting an angel. With your cock/strap still down his throat, Barbatos groaned, causing Simeon to giggle.

“You’re pretty cute, aren’t you, Barbatos?” Simeon cooed into his ear, feeling Barbatos twitch through the fabric under his hand. Still rubbing Barbatos with one hand, Simeon used the other to undo Barbatos’s pants, finally freeing his dick. Eagerly, Simeon stroked Barbatos, earning more moans from the demon. Simeon slowly stripped Barbatos of his pants and underwear as he teased him, “You’re so hard. Do my hands feel that good?”

Barbatos’s cheeks were flushed pink as he bobbed his head on your cock/strap, trying to match the pace of Simeon’s hands. You watched his brows knit together. His chest heaved. A loud whimper escaped him. Simeon hummed and showed you his cum-painted hands. Barbatos, as diligent as ever, continued to serve you.

“Good boy. That’s enough, now.” You ran your fingers through Barbatos’s hair and pulled his head back. His tongue slipped out of his mouth, shiny and slick with saliva, as he caught his breath.

It was hard not to lose your composure when Barbatos stared up at you like that – like he was silently begging for more. The dim moonlight illuminated his face, emphasizing the blush that rose up to his ears. Unfortunately, Simeon wouldn’t let your attention stay fixed on Barbatos for long, and he brought his cum-stained hand up to your cock/strap, using Barbatos’s cum to lube you up.

“Shit –” you hissed. That was sexy. You let Simeon do his job while Barbatos’s lower lip trembled in anticipation. When you were coated, you looked down, catching Barbatos’s gaze, and instructed him: “Turn around and bend over.”

Simeon tried to move out of the way as Barbatos turned, but the demon caught his arm. With one hand, Barbatos grabbed his clothes, balled them into a makeshift pillow, and set it down behind Simeon. Barbatos pushed Simeon down on his back, using the clothes to cushion Simeon’s head, and crawled over him. He scoffed through a wicked grin. “Oh no you don’t, little angel. After that, you’re not getting away so easily. I’m sorry if this is uncomfortable, but I need you to bear with it for a while.”

It was hard to believe that you had gotten so lucky as to get both Simeon and Barbatos below you. You joined them on the ground and aligned yourself against Barbatos’s ass. Without warning or preparation, you grabbed his hips and pushed into him, spreading him open with your tip. Barbatos gasped.

“MC!” Simeon glared at you over Barbatos’s shoulder, and scolded, “You should have prepared him.”

“Actually, my angel, you should have prepared him. Besides, I couldn’t let all of Barbatos’s hot cum go to waste, now could I?” Your tone was cold yet teasing, and Simeon’s defiance crumbled into a pout. You pushed yourself deeper into Barbatos’s ass – still only half-way inside. Barbatos groaned and panted, trying to relax and loosen up.

“I’m sorry, Barbatos.” Simeon sighed and brought his clean hand up to Barbatos’s cheek, caressing him gently as he endured the slight discomfort. “Do you want me to distract you with a kiss?”

“Yes,” Barbatos squeaked out as you pushed deeper. He squeezed his eyes shut and leaned closer to Simeon, but to his surprise, Simeon’s lips didn’t meet his. Instead, Simeon reached between their bodies, grabbed both of their dicks in his hand, and started to stroke them simultaneously. Simeon whined and Barbatos moaned, rolling his head back and arching his ass up. He was so overwhelmed that he was able to take you to the base. Fuck, they were cute. When the initial wave of pleasure died down, Barbatos grit his teeth and growled. “You dirty fucking tease.”

Unlike you, Barbatos had the decency to prepare Simeon’s ass before fucking him – although he did have your cock/strap in him just a few minutes ago. Barbatos balanced himself on one arm and stuck his fingers in Simeon’s mouth, teasing his tongue. Being so obediently trained, Simeon sucked on Barbatos’s fingers until they were all wet. Between your hips slapping against him as you filled him up and the feeling of Simeon’s hot tongue, Barbatos found it hard to focus. He pulled his fingers out of Simeon’s mouth with a pop and slipped them into the angel’s ass, stretching him out slowly.

You took a wicked pleasure in watching them both fall apart, melting into pants and moans. Barbatos was at his limit. The sight of Simeon writhing under him, still stroking their cocks simultaneously, was too sexy. Barbatos took his fingers out of Simeon and pulled his hips back, forcing your cock/strap deep inside himself. He aligned his aching cock with Simeon’s ass and pushed into him – your thrusting nudging him deeper than he intended.

“You’re so tight, angel,” Barbatos groaned, finally burying himself to the hilt. “No wonder you’re MC’s precious little slut.”

“My favorite little slut,” you corrected him. Your tone softened to lather on a bit of praise, “and my good angel.”

Simeon’s face burned from both of your words – but your praise ruined him more than he wanted to admit. He would do anything to hear you praise him more – for you to call him “yours.” Your sweetness made his hard cock twitch against Barbatos’s stomach.

“What does that make me? Your good demon?” Barbatos tried to tease you through his moaning as his thrusting picked up. He synced up with you, slamming his hips back when you rocked into him. “Your second favorite toy? Better than eighth, I suppose.”

You chuckled in his ear, acknowledging his little joke. As good as he was making you feel, you were pleased that he knew his place. You rewarded him with quicker, harder thrusts. In a low whisper, you praised them both, “my good boys.”

Barbatos moaned your name as he tightened around you, and his thrusting got erratic until, at last, he came inside Simeon. He didn’t even have enough time to come down from his high before you pulled out of him, earning a pathetic, needy whine from the demon.

“MC,” Simeon interrupted, moaning your name like a sweet, desperate plea.

It was all too clear that he wanted more. As precious as Simeon was when he begged for more, and as much as that turned you on, you couldn’t bring yourself to leave him unsatisfied tonight. You gently pushed Barbatos down onto Simeon – forcing him deeper but also giving you just enough access to shove your cock/strap into Simeon’s ass. They both whined and gasped.

“MC, please,” Barbatos whimpered.

“Don’t be selfish, Barbatos,” you scolded him teasingly. “My poor angel didn’t get to cum a second time yet.”

Barbatos looked down at Simeon’s pleading face and nodded. He started to rock his hips again and used one hand to play with Simeon’s chest, pinching and rolling his thumb over Simeon’s nipples. A bit of overstimulation was worth it to watch Simeon’s face twist up in desperate lust as he whined and moaned. Simeon wrapped his arms around Barbatos’s neck, and their lips crashed in a sloppy, hazy kiss. It was a sweet, tender distraction from the pleasure ravaging them both – and Simeon would do anything to savor the feeling of you and Barbatos filling him up. But Barbatos could feel Simeon throbbing against his stomach and tightening around you both, and he broke the kiss, causing Simeon to whine again.

“No more kissing, angel,” Barbatos growled through his panting. “Let me see that face as you cum again.”

Simeon’s eyes screwed shut and his moans hit a fever pitch as he came all over Barbatos’s chest and stomach. When he opened his eyes, Barbatos was staring down at him affectionately. Simeon craned his neck to catch a glimpse of you behind Barbatos. His voice was spent, and he wasn’t certain he had the energy to speak, so he mouthed the words “thank you.”

“Cutie,” you teased.

You grinned and slowly pulled out of Simeon. Apparently, his voice was strong enough for a quiet yelp. Barbatos sighed, trying to calm himself. As you got to your feet, you looked down at them and started to laugh. Barbatos’s back was covered in bright pink scratch marks – with some breaking the skin enough to form small pinpoints of blood.

“I might have to start calling you my kitten, angel. You really did a number on his back,” you informed him with a melodious chuckle.

Once again, Simeon was mortified. He slapped his hands up to cover his face, but Barbatos moved them aside by pinning Simeon’s wrists above his head with one hand. Barbatos gave him a reassuring smile. “Not to worry, angel. I quite enjoyed myself with the both of you. I’ve never had a threesome with a human and an angel before. It was an amusing experience – and now I have a temporary memento. Although, I suppose you do, too.”

Finally, Barbatos pulled out of Simeon. As if prompted by an all-commanding narrator, all three of you looked down to watch cum leaking from Simeon. You pulled yourself together, resisting the urge to milk another round out of Simeon that instant, and offered Barbatos a hand up. He took it, stumbling to your side with shaking legs.

“I’m glad you enjoyed yourself. I had a good time, too,” you told Barbatos. You leaned in to kiss him – just passionate enough to pull a content sigh from each of you without riling you up. When you parted, you both offered Simeon a hand, pulling him into your arms. “I think it’s about time to give my good boys a shower – or would you prefer a bath?”

“A shower is fine with me,” Barbatos replied.

“And you, angel? Is a shower good?” you asked, caressing his cheek. Simeon nodded against your hand. You cooed, “my good boy. My sweet angel.”

“Shall I prepare some tea afterwards?” Barbatos offered, slowly returning to baseline. “I can choose something to go with the pastries I brought with me.”

“So that’s what was in that bag,” you laughed as you guided them both back inside. “Yes, Barbatos, thank you. that would be very nice, my sweet demon.”

“Of course, master,” Barbatos teased. Simeon, still in a daze, could only bring himself to pout. Barbatos noticed and stopped in his tracks to snake a hand up Simeon’s neck. “However, I brought them for you, angel.”

Simeon’s face burned, but Barbatos was no better with a noticeable blush on his cheeks as he turned and continued towards the bathroom. You were in for an interesting weekend.

A/N: Sorry I'm a little late on this one. I hope you enjoy this everyone. I hope it's not too out of character... I just really wanted them to get ruined. It felt kinda dirtier than the other stuff I've done. Anyway, yeah. This one's really for the doms/dommes and tops. Also, expect a new poll up March 1st at midnight PST.

#gn!mc #moss poll fic #barbatos #simeon #spice tier #obey me #obey me barbatos #obey me simeon #barbatos smut #simeon smut #barbatos x simeon x mc #barbatos x mc #barbatos x simeon #barbatos x reader #simeon x mc #simeon x reader #simbarb #honestly this felt like simbarb voyeurism when I wrote this... #obey me smut #please enjoy your dessert y'all. . .because they're sweet #okay I'm already late so I need to shut up in the tags on this #feast. Please. I insist.

[rainiishowers]

Found your SimeBarb content and I just wanna-

*Slips the hc that Barbatos uses his tail to pull Simeon closer to him or hold his waist/hips/hand into your pocket*

Gasp! What an amazing little headcanon you have there! I'll cherish it greatly :) Here's a little drabble for it since my brain is finally wanting to write again --- Barbatos wasn't outwardly affectionate unless the situation calls for it (*cough* him getting jealous *cough*), much preferring private or small bits of affection. Simeon was fine with this, it just made all the moments sweeter to him. Simeon is at the Demon Lord's Castle, dropping off Luke for his and Barbatos' baking lessons. The steward almost always used this as a time to show Simeon some affection after Luke runs into the kitchen. Gracefully, Barbatos slides over to the angel and presses up against him lovingly. Simeon smiles as they rest their foreheads together, soaking in the moment before they have to separate again. Simeon gasps softly as he feels something wrap around his waist and pulls him closer, keeping him pressed against him a while longer. He was quick to notices Barbatos' tail around him, secure yet not tight, and he couldn't help but want to tease him. He looks at the steward, to see if he would say anything. "Are you perhaps wanting some time together?" Simeon asks with a teasing lift in his voice, but he was genuinely curious, and hoping, if that was what he wanted. "Perhaps, I am.." Barbatos looks up at him, a teasing smile on his face to match the angel's tone. "Would you like to go out for tea after Luke's baking lesson?" "I would." Simeon answers, almost immediately. Barbatos was a bit surprised at how quick he answered, but it melts into a smile. He plants a kiss on the angel's forehead, the tail not letting go quite yet. "Will you be staying?" "Ahh.. I have some business to attend to, but I will come back at the same time as usual." Simeon reassures, which was enough for Barbatos to loosen the grip and eventually let go of Simeon's waist entirely, even if the action was a bit hesitant. "I see, I'll have tea ready when you come." Barbatos give a small smile, which earns him one back from the angel.

#shall we date obey me #obey me shall we date #omswd #om! simeon #om! barbatos #simebarb #simeon x barbatos #barbatos x simeon #Hhhdjjjjj Simebarbbbbbbb/pos #listened to la seine writing this #rainiianswers

[djtheabishai]

Simeon and Barbatos:* In a small cafe"

Waitress: *Slightly flirting with Barbatos* So, how'd you like your coffee?

Barbatos: *Flirting back* I like my coffee, like how I like my women.

Waitress: *Bit hopeful* Oh yeah? And how's that?

Barbatos:*grins widely* I don't like coffee.

Simeon:*trying to keep his laughter at bay at the waitress's disappointment*

Waitress: *frowns* Oh, then what would you like instead?

Barbatos: Tea if you have any.

Waitress: And how would you like your tea?

Barbatos:* grins wider as he locks eyes with Simeon* Black and sweet.

Simeon:*blushes deeply and chokes on air*

( I just want to let you know, if you get offended by me calling Simeon "Black" then I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings and I was trying to make something cute that I thought of)

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me barbatos #obey me simeon #shall we date #barbatos x simeon #simeon x barbatos #simebarb

[lovewithoutagony]

" The Forbidden Fruit is like a forbidden love, both intoxicating and dangerous."

first time posting on tumblr hell yeah!!!!

anyways finals is in about 2 weeks........ brb gonna go bury myself alive

also can you tell at what point did i start getting lazy....

#obey me simeon #simebarb #art #obey me #simeon x barbatos #barbatos x simeon #illustration #edit: why are people suddenly seeing this lately

[lorkai]

May I request headcanons for a double date between solodeus and simbarb? It's completely okay if not!

*･゜ﾟ A/n: This is one of the requests that took me the longest to write simply because I didn't know if it was good or not. I still don't really like it, but I'll post anyway, if you're still around anonie, I hope you like it (⁠◡⁠ ⁠ω⁠ ⁠◡⁠)

*･゜ﾟTagging: @lemonandlime22 @rainiishowers

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ A double date between these four is chaotic, but in a good way. Honestly Asmo was the one who came up with this idea after watching some silly movie with Solomon and so he spontaneously proposed the idea to his darling first, wanting to know if he would be up for a double date. It was merely a joke but Solomon took the idea with great enthusiasm and convinced Barb and Simeon to join them for dinner. Wouldn't that be romantic after all?

Except it's chaotic.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Asmodeus is running around trying to decide what kind of tablecloth is fluffier or what kind of cups have a more sophisticated pattern while Solomon is thinking about poisoning everyone with his food. With luck, Barbatos figured that would happen and let his dear angel talk to the sorcerer while he cooked dinner with Asmo.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Dinner goes at a pleasant pace, and I'm talking candlelight, wine and delicious food while soft music plays in the background. Conversation is light as everyone enjoys food made by Barbatos, from Solomon telling some stories from his past to Asmo talking about the cosmetics he helped manufacture and Simeon bragging about Luke's achievements.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Solomon, ever the little shit, tries to tell some embarrassing stories about Barbatos to Simeon but it backfires. Barbatos tells Asmo and Simeon various stories and silly things Solomon has done over the millennia, causing them to laugh until their bellies hurt.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ After dinner Simeon plays the piano and Barbatos sings along to the music, a tune so perfect it could make angels weep. Seizing the moment, Solomon pulls Asmo into a slow dance, soft kisses being exchanged between them as they spin and slide each other's bodies across the dance floor.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ The night ends with couples watching the stars, it's peaceful, so different from the busy routine that each one has. Asmo completely cuddling Solomon while Barbatos lays his head on Simeon's shoulder, the angel serenely combing his hair with his fingers.

#obey me #obey me swd #swd obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me one master to rule them all #obey me asmo #obey me asmodeus #obey me solomon #solomon x asmo #solomon x asmodeus #solodeus #soloasmo #obey me barbatos #obey me simeon #simeon x barbatos #barbatos x simeon #simebarb #lorkai headcanon

[warper-in-training]

any1 want to listen to me info dump about my simebarb hcs

#kizhu #obey me #obey me barbatos #obey me simeon #simbarb #simebarb #barbatos x simeon #simeon x barbatos #ahdbusyivuyis

[willowwingshell]

Ok everyone! I'm taking requests for Simebarb's Hell and Obey Warriors!

#barbatos x simeon #obey me #obey me barbatos #obey me simeon #simeon x barbatos #obey me mammon #obey me solomon #obey me satan #obey me shall we date #we shall see #obey me lucifer #obey me leviathan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me luke #obey me diavolo #Ask Simebarb's Hell #Ask Obey Warriors #obey me ask blog

[iwannawritelots]

💓Various Non-MC Ships Masterlist

Crying Is Normal (Simeon X Barbatos)

Love (Lord Diavolo X Mammon)

A Sight to Behold (Simeon X Barbatos)🌱

Do You Love Simeon?🌱

Nothing in Mind (Barbatos X Asmodeus X Solomon)🌱

Trust (Lord Diavolo X Mammon)

Someone So Beautiful

A Prince's Rejection

Princely Love (Lord Diavolo X Mammon)

Dysphoric Morning (Asmodeus X Solomon)

Sorcerer and Thief (Solomon X Mammon)

Backseat (Asmodeus X Solomon)

Kitten (Mephistopheles X Satan)

#simeon x barbatos #barbatos x simeon #lord diavolo x mammon #mammon x lord diavolo #asmodeus x solomon #solomon x asmodeus #solodeus #barbatos x solomon #team solomon #lucifer #mammon #asmodeus #lord diavolo #barbatos #simeon #solomon #obey me! one master to rule them all #obey me! shall we date? #obey me! #fanfiction #solomon x mammon #mammon x solomon #darlingficsbycinna #iwannawritelots

[urmothathe2nd]

Simebarb NSFW Headcanons (sorry if some of these are super random, they just came to me whenever)

A heavily switch relationship

Barbatos doms all the time but that doesn’t necessarily mean he’s always top

Very long, slow, soft, very very vanilla

Have tried bdsm but Simeon hates it

Simeon doesn’t care how they have sex he just kinda sits and does what Barbatos wants him to do

Follow up, he’s just very obedient during sex

On rough, long days sex is very rough with a lot of heavy making out and pulling hair

Neither one really have any kinks that they know of, but goah Barbatos would love for Simeon to dominate the shit out of him just once

Luke has walked in on them before and the three just froze and stared at each other for like 20 minutes before Luke ran out crying (he though Simeon was too unholy and would fall)

Although their sex is long and soft they do have a lot of quickies all around the castle and Purgatory Hall

One day Barbatos was having a really bad day at RAD and they fucked in the bathroom that no one ever went to

Barbatos’s hands work wonders on Simeon to the point where if he takes his gloves off he will most likely get a boner

Both know every inch of each other’s bodies

Simeon loves to kiss Barbatos’s body and does it a lot when they are laying together after sex

Their sex is so full of feeling

Sometimes Barbatos gets a little crazy during sex and accidentally over stims Simeon

Barbatos is the King of teasing Simeon, this man knows everything and is the best actor

If Simeon has marks on his neck for sex Barbatos will casually ask him in front of everyone what happened (Simeon hates it)

Always bathe together after sex, but usually just ends up in more sex

God Barb is always incredibly horny for Simeon but Simeon is so clueless about some hints he tries to drop

Simeon’s moans drive Barb insane, they got this man foaming at the mouth with how beautiful they sound

Yes Barb has used his tail, a lot

Simeon’s wings are incredibly sensitive as you get closer to the skin around them and Barbatos purposefully brushes against that spot when grooming his wings

Rarely every make messes during sex, due to them having a lot of quickies and not wanting to make a mess

The after care is the softest thing in the world

Barb does use his powers a bit to see how Simeon is feeling for sex so he knows what to do

Diavolo has caught them before but just walked right back out before they noticed. Somehow Barb is still unaware of this. Lucifer has also walked in on them and Simeon saw, Lucifer was avoided by him for a week.

Barb got really drunk at a party one time and somehow walked over to PH. When he came in he hugged Simeon from behind and started to slowly grind into him, yes in front of Luke, Solomon and Raphael. Solomon covered Luke’s eyes and took him out of the room and Raphael just left. Yes they ended up having sex 

#Simebarb #obey me simeon #obey me barbatos #simeon x barbatos #barbatos x simeon #obey me headcanons #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me solomon #obey me raphael #obey me luke #obey me diavolo

[plushieray2]

Here’s a video I made for Valentine’s Day on my YouTube

that’s right I’ve been an obey me fan this whole time >:)

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me simeon #obey me barbatos #solomon obey me #luke obey me #simebarb #simeon x barbatos #barbatos x simeon #I’ve been an obey me fan and you never knew >:) #this took so long omg #Simeon is trying his best #Luke and Solomon are confused #Youtube

[mageofseven]

If you don’t mind me asking, what are your thoughts on the Barbados x Simeon ship?

-🍁

Eh. It doesn't do anything for me to be honest.

There's not enough angst potential. It's cutesy, but it's not enough for me. I need drama for a couple to work through or I feel nothing for the ship.

If I don't feel like the couple is going through hell and back and growing as people from the experience then I generally don't ship it.

#nonnie #nonnie 🍁 #🍁 #sia speaks #Barbatos x Simeon #obey me #obey me otome

[devildom-moss]

SIMBARB HURT/COMFORT.

That's all!

Remember to eat, sleep and dont do drugs!

Sincerely, 💜

This one was a little vague, so hopefully you like it 💜anon, and thank you for the request. I wasn't sure what to write at first, but I think it ended up pretty cute. (also I really hope you meant Simeon x Barbatos without MC, because that's what I wrote). I hope you didn't want heavy angst because this ended up so soft.

SimBarb hurt/comfort

(Barbatos x Simeon)

(mentions of slight physical injury) (fluff)

Word Count: +1,600

There was an unusual subtle ache in every muscle of Barbatos’s body when he woke up that morning. The pain concentrated in his throat, which felt drier than usual. He forced himself out of bed and got something to drink, holding onto a weak, fragile hope that collapsed into a void when his morning tea did nothing to soothe his throat. Barbatos sighed, blowing the steam out from his cup. He was sick.

It wasn’t just the sudden illness that annoyed Barbatos, it was the fact that he got sick the very day that Simeon had planned to visit the castle. Barbatos had spent the last three days working harder than ever to ensure he could spend a peaceful afternoon alone with Simeon. He had done everything except make the snacks he was going to serve with tea that afternoon. His mind had spent days imagining long, intimate conversations and a leisurely walk. If they could find some peace and if Barbatos could make his move, maybe they would have some time to get intimate in a more physical sense. Well, there’s nothing to be done now, he figured.

Barbatos went to the supply closet and grabbed a mask. He could have sent a message to Simeon and canceled their plans. He could have informed Diavolo and taken the day off to rest. He could have done a half-dozen other things than washing up and preparing the food he planned to make. As long as he wore the mask and avoided infecting the food, it would be fine; that was the rationalization Barbatos allowed himself. After all, Simeon always enjoyed the sweets he made, and Barbatos would hate to disappoint him. It didn’t matter how much slower he seemed to be moving, either; Barbatos still had a few hours until Simeon arrived – or, at least, he thought he did.

“Good morning, Barbatos,” Simeon peaked into the kitchen. Barbatos had been facing away from the doorway, and he jumped slightly at the sudden intrusion; he was certain he had more time. Simeon laughed sweetly and explained, “I’m sorry to surprise you. I met Diavolo on the way in, so I didn’t have a chance to ring the door. I know I’m early, but when I checked the weather, I noticed that it was scheduled to start raining soon, and I wanted to beat the rain. I forgot to tell you since I was in such a rush.”

“No, it’s alright. I’m glad you made it before the rain hit,” Barbatos spoke, muffled through his mask. He looked over his shoulder at Simeon – careful not to stare too long at the angel.

Simeon heard the muffled speech and saw the glimpse of a mask. He groaned, displeased, and approached the demon. “Barbatos, are you sick?”

“Slightly, it seems, but I’ll manage.”

“Barbatos,” Simeon sighed disapprovingly, “you should stop and get some rest. What in the Devildom are you doing in the kitchen? If something needs to be done, tell me, and I’ll take care of it for you.”

“I’m afraid I must decline your offer. I’m fine – simply not in top form. You needn’t worry. I’m nearly done here.”

Simeon glanced down at the tartlets on the counter. Barbatos grabbed a fresh blood red plum and cut it open. He took half of the plum in his hand and expertly pitted it with the tip of his knife. Simeon watched on in pity.

Without so much as a tickle in his throat to warn him, Barbatos was overcome by a coughing fit that caused him to jolt and slice his palm open, cutting through his glove and a layer of flesh. Simeon gasped and rushed Barbatos to the sink, pulling him by the wrist.

“Simeon, I can –” Barbatos started, but he cut himself off when Simeon looked up at him with a serious gaze – one that chilled Barbatos to the core and warned him not to protest. Simeon removed the glove and ran Barbatos’s hand under the sink until the water ran clear. Through the sting, as slight as it was, Barbatos refused to react or show any sign of pain.

“Do you have a clean rag?” Simeon glanced around the kitchen.

“Second drawer from the top next to the fridge.” Simeon left Barbatos holding his hand over the sink while he fetched the cloth.

He brought the dirty knife and the rag back with him, setting the knife in the sink to be washed later. With a gentle, angelic touch, Simeon pressed the rag directly onto the cut. The first thing Simeon noticed was how warm the palm of Barbatos’s hand was. Pulling his attention back from that warmth, Simeon asked, “You have a first-aid kit in your room, right?”

“Of course, but there’s one in the pantry as well,” Barbatos informed him, although reluctantly. There was no need for Simeon to worry so much over something this insignificant.

“Yes, but we should get you bandaged up in your room.” Simeon smiled sheepishly at Barbatos, who felt his face burn from the suggestive nature of his thoughts, only to be humiliated by his presumption when Simeon added, “You dripped a bit of blood onto your sleeve, and you’ll probably want a new glove once you’re all patched up.”

“Oh.” Barbatos looked down to see a few spots of blood staining his clothes. He nodded slowly. “You’re right.”

“Keep this pressed to your palm as we walk to your room – unless you want me to hold your hand the entire way there.” Simeon nudged Barbatos towards the door.

“I am capable of walking to my room on my own.”

“Yes, I know, but I’m going to tend to the cut for you.”

“I can dress my own wounds,” Barbatos protested.

“Yes, you can, but I can, too. Let me do this for you.”

Once inside his room, Barbatos pointed out his first-aid kit for Simeon and sat on the bed patiently. Simeon joined him and offered his hand, palm up and expecting, waiting to cradle Barbatos’s injured hand. At least Simeon had the kindness to not warn Barbatos of a potential sting as he pressed an alcohol swab to the cut – to allow Barbatos the dignity of presumed knowledge and anticipation. Barbatos sat, quiet and still, through the process.

“Tell me if it’s too tight,” Simeon instructed Barbatos as he began slowly wrapping gauze around his hand. When he finished, he kept Barbatos’s hand in his and caressed along the side of the wrap softly with his thumb. “Is it okay?”

“Yes, thank you,” Barbatos offered him a smile that stayed disguised behind the mask. “You really didn’t need to do that.”

“I know.” Simeon lowered his head and kissed the palm of Barbatos’s hand, then left another kiss on his wrist. Barbatos felt his face burn at the show of tenderness. So rarely had he been at the receiving end of doting affection that he found himself unnaturally flustered. Simeon looked up at him with a sickly sweetness. “You should learn how to allow someone to take care of you, Barbatos.”

“I’m trying,” he admitted – half humiliated to be loved.

“Take off your shirt,” Simeon instructed him.

“Pardon?” Barbatos’s eyes widened.

Simeon laughed, knowing he had successfully caused a stir in Barbatos. “I’ll wash it with your glove before I make some soup for you – assuming I have permission to make use of your kitchen.”

“You always have permission to access the kitchen, but –”

“Excellent,” Simeon cut him off. “The last time Luke got sick, I made him some soup that soothed his sore throat and cleared up his sinuses. I’m not sure if you’ll have all the ingredients, but I can go to the market if I have to. Now, that shirt?”

Barbatos sighed and began to undo his coat before unbuttoning his shirt. “I’m well enough to do laundry and cook.”

“And I’m in better health for both. Or do you not trust me to help out?” Simeon tilted his head slightly. That was a dirty trick.

So, of course, Barbatos had to concede. He handed his soiled shirt to Simeon. “Alright, just don’t push yourself for my sake. You could get sick, too – especially if you go out in the cold rain. We should have enough ingredients – if it’s the soup I think you’re talking about.”

“Oh, right! You’re the one who sent me that recipe.” Simeon laughed at his own forgetfulness as he tucked the shirt over his arm. He glanced out the massive window in Barbatos’s room. Somehow, he hadn’t noticed the gentle rain hitting the glass. It had grown particularly dark, and a thin mist obscured the usual view. A soft, content sigh left Simeon. “I didn’t realize the rain was here already, but I guess we’re both guilty of being oblivious.”

“I beg your pardon?” Barbatos was never – or almost never – accused of being oblivious. Often, he was accused of being quite the opposite. “What makes you say that?”

“You haven’t realized that I don’t mind the risk of getting sick.” Simeon leaned in, lifted Barbatos’s mask, and pulled it down before kissing him gently. Simeon’s hand rested on Barbatos’s bare chest, feeling his heart pound. “You’re worth it.”

Barbatos yanked his mask back up the second Simeon pulled away, determined to hide his smile and blush. “You’re certainly bold, angel.”

“You deserve to be cared for once in a while. I promise that the next time I get sick, I’ll let you dote on me.” Simeon pet Barbatos with a chuckle before sliding his hand down from Barbatos’s soft hair to his injured hand. “For now – at least until the rain lets up – let yourself go and trust in my capable hands.”

Suddenly, Barbatos wished that it would rain all through the night.

#💜 anon #ask #anon #requests #obey me ships #barbatos #simeon #barbatos x simeon #obey me #simbarb #obey me simeon #obey me barbatos #simeon x barbatos #don't read the tags after this okay #also forgive me but the unholy thoughts really snuck up on me in this one #seriously all I could imagine was Simeon asking Barbatos which hand he usually uses to touch himself and as it just so happens #it's the one he cut. So of course Simeon would have to offer to give Barbatos a hand. #You can't tell me that these two would not be perfect for slow needy sex on a rainy day #and Barbatos lifting the mask just enough to suck Simeon off and Simeon feeling guilty about thrusting into his sore throat #I've established that I think Barbatos would be such a cute sub when he's sick and it makes me unwise. #also the mask kink has me acting truly unhinged in the tags #forgive me all of y'all. or don't.

[rainiishowers]

I FINALLY GOT THE SIMEBARB CHAT

THEY ARE SO GAY

#omswd #om! simeon #om! barbatos #simebarb #barbatos x simeon #simeon x barbatos

[djtheabishai]

Cafe Date

(This has been updated, feel free to read again for the new ending!)

Simeon and Barbatos:* In a small cafe

Waitress: *Slightly flirting with Barbatos* So, how'd you like your coffee?

Barbatos: *Flirting back* I like my coffee, like how I like my women.

Waitress: *Bit hopeful* Oh yeah? And how's that?

Barbatos:*grins widely* I don't like coffee.

Simeon:*trying to keep his laughter at bay at the waitress's disappointment*

Waitress: *frowns* Oh, then what would you like instead?

Barbatos: Tea if you have any.

Waitress: And how would you like your tea?

Barbatos:* grins wider as he locks eyes with Simeon* Black and sweet.

Simeon:*blushes deeply and chokes on air*

Waitress:* Looks at Simeon* Are you ok, sir?

Simeon: *panting and nods*

Waitress: And what you like?

Simeon: *sighs out* Tea as well.

Waitress: How would like yours?

Simeon:*looks back Barbatos and smirks* Green and bold.

Barbatos:*chuckles with a light blush*

Waitress:* sighs and writes the teas down* I'll have them out shortly.

#Simebarb #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me barbatos #obey me simeon #shall we date #barbatos x simeon #simeon x barbatos

[lovewithoutagony]

wait before i go to sleep I want to say I have so much simebarb fic ideas so can y'all help me choose the one......

im gonna vomit.....

#obey me simeon #obey me barbatos #barbatos x simeon #simeon x barbatos #simebarb #fanfic

[ruewrites]

Kinktober 2022 Day 7: Wax Play

AO3

Ship: Barbatos/Simeon

Word Count: 820

Warnings: Suggestive

A/N: Okay I promise I am going to do more characters besides Mammon and Barbatos after this (I have no idea how I accidentally frontloaded them). This one turned out a lot more tender than I think I meant it to, but I like it and I hope you all do too.

Comments are appreciated!

Simeon yelled at first, his body jolted and he just barely managed to avoid hitting Barbatos.  He hadn’t expected wax to feel like that.

“Too hot?” Barbatos asked. There was an underlying concern in his voice, an anxiety of if he had miscalculated. 

But there really should be no anxiety, Simeon had wanted to try it. He’d become fixated on candles as of late. The way the candle morphed from a tall, proud figure to something so fluid and capable of change. He loved to watch the change as the flame ate away at the wax. It was a metaphor in a way, the melting of a candle, and Simeon wanted to experience it, to know how the candle felt. 

The wax hadn’t burned like he thought it was, it was more of a sting and then it slowly subsided as the material dried onto his skin. It looked pretty on him, like an armor of sorts. It curled and twisted over his skin and slowly formed  into a hardened mass, an art piece. Perhaps Simeon himself would become art. He would become something with a different meaning depending who looked upon him as the wax twisted and twirled along his body. 

"No," he whispered, as if he was in reverence, "The feeling just surprised me is all."

Barbatos nodded, his hand cool in contrast to the warm wax, "I shall pour slower then so that you can adjust better."

He understood.

Of course he did. 

There was little Barbatos didn't understand. 

Simeon closed his eyes and forced his body to relax. Barbatos was true to his word, he did pour slower, and he was careful where he poured. He was an artist above him, placing where to pour the wax, how much, and if he would make shapes. He was using Simeon as his canvas.

Wait.

No.

Simeon was also art. Barbatos was simply enhancing the beauty he saw in him. It took Simeon opening his eyes to see that. Barbatos was regarding him carefully, pouring the wax with tactile precision, down his legs and up his jugular. Every inch of Simeon was a viable piece to use, but Barbatos was not one to dump it all without thought.

Every now and again, Simeon's voice would hitch when the wax touched a particularly sensitive part of his body. When it hardened it tightened ever so slightly, and it made Simeon feel good. Each time though, Barbatos would check in on him with soft words and gentle strokes, scanning Simeon's face for any sign that he might want to stop for now or if there was any sign of discomfort. 

But Simeon was nothing short of bliss, beautiful blue eyes reflecting heaven itself as the wax enveloped him. It was a feeling unlike any he'd experienced before, and he adored it.

Was this what it felt like when a statue was molded? Did they feel the heat and pressure morphing them into something beautiful?

When Barbatos was finished, he took a step back to admire his work. Simeon was naked except for the wax, and there was something absolutely ethereal about the way he looked. Angels were quite beautiful creatures, even outside of a context like this.

Taking the wax off, now that was a different experience. Simeon gasped and his eyes flew open as Barbatos peeled the first piece of wax off. The stinging intensified as his skin was exposed to the air once more. He was being taken out of his mold now, being morphed into a different form of art. Barbatos' hands were delicate and tickled his skin with each touch. It shot something through  him, something wonderful. It was a different kind of warmth from the wax, like a gentler candle flame had been lit inside him. 

He became a little more emotional with each chip that fell to the floor.

When it was over and done, and Barbatos started to care for his body, something inside of Simeon felt new. Like the old pieces of him had been chipped away, and there was not a trace of what there had been before.  

And as Barbatos cared for him, soothing his skin and whispering sweet words, something possessed Simeon. He couldn't stop what was about to happen and he didn't want to. Barbatos almost seemed surprised when Simeon kissed him. His hands gently ran over the butler's face and down his body.  It was sweet and gentle, treated as one would treat a recently finished masterpiece. There was nothing to rush, there was time to admire and explore every clever brush stroke.

And as Simeon laid back, and Barbatos crawled on top of him, the flame inside of him burned brighter. It burned through the wick slowly, with tiny gasps and praises. When it eventually rain it's course, surrounded by melted wax in various stages, it still remained in smoke with quiet whispers and little kisses.

#ruewrites #kinktober #kinktober 2022 #obey me #simebarb #simeon x barbatos #barbatos x simeon #obey me barbatos #obey me simeon