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kittievampire · 1 year

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ok so i was on nightbringer and i get beel as a surprise guest.. and idk what they put in him for this game , cause one of his reactions was “You wanna play huh?” and i GASPED.. i mean gasped. dirty dirty thoughts r running through my mind right now. some of them being , does nightbringer era beel like brats..

does he like to play with bratty mc

and how would this line escalate…😫

immediately came to u cuz luv your writing 💞💞

Now I ain't gonna sit here and say this didn't do something to me because it fuckin did. I'm jealous nowwwwwww

Where's my "You wanna play huh?" WHY CAN'T I HAVE NICE THINGS UGGGHHHHH

ANON SHAREEEEEE

Lemme see what I have in my bag, my dear~

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"You Wanna Play, Huh?"

Warnings: Smut, Brat Tamer! Beelzebub x Bratty! Reader, Fem! Reader, Spanking, Overstimulation, Creampie

Enjoy.

Beelzebub was always so innocent.

He was the very definition of a gentle giant; He was aware of his big stature, but he was always careful with you. That was what you loved, what made you fall for him.

You would try to subtly drop hints that you liked him, but he wasn't exactly one to catch on to non-verbal cues or innuendos. This, along with your shyness, led to you concealing your feelings and lusting for him in the privacy of your own room.

Every now and then, you'd walk in and catch him next to your bed, panting heavily and sweating profusely. When asked why he was there, he'd mumble something about a delicious smell and shuffle out of there with a blush on his face.

Once you got sent back in time, however, you were met with a slightly different Beelzebub. He was still innocent with a black hole for a stomach, but something was off. Something you couldn't put your finger on. Maybe it was the way the atmosphere changed when you teased him in private; Maybe it was the way he'd stare at you while at the dinner table, drooling, right after you'd finished masturbating.

You weren't entirely stupid, you could put two and two together, (Belphegor also made a good wingman when it came to stuff like this) and you knew that the Avatar of Gluttony had fallen for you. Not only that, but you could tell that he wanted you as well. Thus, you'd tease him, purposefully.

Perhaps that was your mistake.

When you offered to accompany Beelzebub to the gym for a nice workout, he was ecstatic, to say the least. He could finally spend some time with you, and you'd be doing one of the activities he loved to partake in! Maybe the two of you could go to Hell's Kitchen afterward for a nice meal; The thought made his mouth water.

There was also the guilty pleasure of seeing you in your workout clothing, which just so happened to be short shorts, a workout bra, and tennis shoes, that he got to indulge in. It was a win-win!

Of course, he didn't want to just gawk at you the whole time, he wanted to be more respectful of you, so he decided to busy himself with lifting weights, so he wouldn't be tempted to look at you. However, that quickly backfired when you offered to video him.

"Oh, I had a friend who worked out all the time. He'd have me film him working out so he could see what needed changing. You should start doing it, I heard it's really helpful." The way you batted your lashes at him while you said this made him melt. Surely you had no ill intentions, right? It was just filming. Maybe it truly would end up being beneficial.

For some odd reason, the way you were walking around him slowly with a D.D.D. in hand made him a little nervous. The sweat that had started to gather on his brow was not only his body's reaction to the exercise but also his self-control slowly leaving his body droplet by droplet. It wasn't only the fact that you were sexy, but also the fact that he loved you. You cared for him in a way that was different from the way his brothers would, a way that made him blush and feel less hungry. Hungry for food, at least.

Beel wasn't one to question your decisions or your actions, he always knew that you were intelligent and knew what you were doing. That being said, the sin couldn't help but wonder why you decided to climb on top of him while he was on the weight bench and start straddling him.

Now, he was in a tough spot. He shuddered a bit, struggling to keep a solid grip on the barbell. "W-Wha—?" You batted your lashes at him once more, lowering the phone just a little. "Keep going! I just wanted to get a better angle!"

Beel, even with all his self-control, could only manage to do a few more reps before he felt himself become increasingly tense in his nether regions. Thus, he carefully pushed the barbell back up and onto the j hooks, sliding down a little and sitting up. You jumped in surprise, a small pout forming on your lips as you paused the video. "Why'd you stop, Beel? You were doing so well, I thought you were gonna do more sets," You asked, placing a hand on his exposed chest as you leaned forward, pushing your body closer to his.

The Avatar of Gluttony jumped, swallowing a lump in his throat. "I'm hungry," He managed to sputter out, lifting his hand to help you off of him. However, his hand landed on your hip and you gasped, pushing your body against his, breasts squishing against his chest. Beel flinched once more, clenching his teeth as he felt his cock twitch. You placed your arms on his shoulders, looking up at him with your doe eyes and making sure he got a nice view of your breasts from above. "Beelzebub, did you mean to touch me there?" You asked softly, a blush present on your face.

This caused Beelzebub to go red in the face, turning away from you. "Sorry, I didn't mean to. Can you... get up? I wanna go to Hell's Kitchen." At this point, the sin was desperate to get away from the situation, praying to Diavolo that you wouldn't notice his erection pushing up against your ass.

However, Beel was way too big not to notice.

And, unfortunately for him, you seem to notice this. You flinched and turned your head to the side slightly, pushing your ass against the bulge in his shorts. You could feel your brain going a mile a minute as you began to process his size. Biting your lip, you looked back up at him through your lashes. "Beel, what's that poking me, hm?" You asked softly, hips slowly beginning to move in a circular motion.

Beelzebub immediately gripped your hips to still you, causing a whine to erupt from your throat. "H-Hey! Why'd you—?" "Stop messing with me," He interrupted, magenta eyes peering down at you as his voice dropped an octave. You were a bit startled by the change in atmosphere, quickly taking a glance around the gym to see that there were only two other demons in there, both with earbuds in and focused on their workouts. The demon before you saw that you were distracted and immediately pulled you closer, the intimacy making you whimper. "I'm trying so hard, MC—" He pulled your hips closer to his, leaning closer so that his lips were next to your ear. "To control myself around you, but you just have to act out in public like this, don't you?"

You scoffed, turning your head away. "I don't know what you're talking about! You're the one with the perverted mind, not me," You said, a little too much attitude in your voice than he liked. He quirked a brow, pushing your hips down so that your clothed cunt would grind against the bulge in his pants. This made you gasp and whimper softly.

"So, you wanna play, huh?"

Now, you were pretty convinced that Beelzebub wasn't as innocent as you'd initially thought. At least, not at this very moment.

Loud moans and the sound of skin slapping against skin bounced off the walls and right back into your own ears as you lay there, face almost completely buried in the pillow as Beelzebub pounded into you from behind. He was so fucking huge, your poor little pussy was struggling to take him, but he thrust into you at an angle that made any discomfort unimportant. He held your hips in a vice-like grip, saliva running down his chin as he heard the lewd squelching of your soaking wet cunt in response to him drilling his cock into you.

Beelzebub grunted, halting his movements for a moment as he lifted your hips up toward him. "Keep them up," He huffed out, pulling himself out about halfway before slamming back in. You squealed into the pillow as you felt him hit your most sensitive spot, hips shaking as your legs were nearly giving out.

"P-Please, Beel, t-tired," You moaned out pleadingly. He lifted his hand slowly, bringing it down and delivering a hard slap to your ass. "You wanted this, didn't you?" He asked mockingly, squeezing the flesh of your ass that had gone red from his own hand. "Need more of your cum, MC. Gimme more." Beel delivered another harsh slap to your ass, right cheek glowing a bright red. Tears began to well up in your eyes. "Beel!" You cried out as his heavy balls slapped against your thighs.

The Avatar of Gluttony was drooling all over you, wanting more, needing more of you. He wasn't satisfied with just the one orgasm, no, he needed more. Three rounds in, of course, you're tired, but he can't stop.

You feel a shudder run down your spine, gripping the sheets below you as you feel your walls flutter around his length, another orgasm hitting you like a wave. Beel grunted as he felt your juices coating his cock, his thrusts becoming quicker with the additional lubrication. "Beel," You whined out. "B-Break, please?"

Beelzebub buried himself deep inside of you, tip pushing against the spongey spot that made you see stars. "I didn't cum yet, MC," He said, a playful frown forming on his face. "You wanted to be a brat, so I'm treating you like one. Brats don't get rewards, MC." He leaned forward, nibbling gently at your shoulder as you let out another loud cry of ecstasy. His pounding was merciless, your legs hanging on by a thread, just about giving out at this point.

You couldn't think straight, couldn't even hear or see properly. All you could think about was how roughly Beel was taking you and how much you absolutely adored it. If he could take you like this all the time, you may have to become accustomed to being sore.

"Are you getting distracted again?" Beelzebub asked, pulling his cock almost all the way out, the tip barely touching the heat of your insides before fully sheathing himself once more. It felt like the wind was knocked out of you, and your mouth dropped open, a silent scream escaping your lips. You heard him start to grunt and groan, hips stuttering as his thrusts became more and more desperate.

Beel lowered his hand, beginning to rub the bundle of nerves that he knew made you squirm. "B-Beelzebub!!" You whined out, walls squeezing his length ever so tightly. The Avatar of Gluttony began to pound into you even faster, grunting the phrases "Cumming" and "MC," over and over again like a mantra.

Before you could even register the approach of your climax, you felt yourself cry out the demon's name, feeling as he pushed himself deep inside of you, tip kissing your cervix as he came. You could feel his seed filling you up to the brim, a broken groan coming from the sin on top of you.

He thrust a couple more times to ride out his orgasm before slowly pulling out of you, his cum spilling out immediately as his cock left your cunt. Shakily, you allowed yourself to collapse into the sheets, closing your eyes as you felt him snuggle up behind you.

New knowledge of kinks had been discovered, maybe you could use this to your advantage. Well, that was something to leave for another day.

Now, you were attempting to figure out how the hell you were able to satisfy the Avatar of Gluttony. It was a nearly impossible feat, but you managed.

Perhaps you'll reward yourself with some sweets later.

"MC, can we do it again?"

Hope you liked it, anon!

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trinidaddy888 · 6 months

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Fridge Mission

Lucifer needs your help. Beelzebub has been eating everything from the fridge and Lucifer trusts that you can stop him. You try and give Beel something else he can eat. >;)

Rating: Explicit 18+

Characters: Beelzebub, Reader, MC

Ship: Reader x Beelzebub

Genre: Smut

Tags: Smut, gender-neutral reader (but reader wears a bra lol), race-neutral reader, oral sex, vaginal fingering.

A/n: This idea started as a joke months ago every time I get the Obey Me notification. This is the first smut I've ever written and published, so please be nice. This took months only because I kept getting embarrassed by this and didn't think it was being written well. I decided that I no longer cared if it would be good or not and wanted to have fun writing this and test the deep waters of smut. Check it out on AO3.

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“I need your help,” says Lucifer.

You and he are in his den, one afternoon. Earlier, he texted you and asked you to meet him to discuss something important. He did not clarify and you hoped he would now that he’s right in front of you.

“Help with what?” you ask, curious as to what he could possibly need help with. He is one of the greatest, most powerful demons in Devildom. What could he not handle himself?

“Well,” he starts, “Beelzebub has been eating all the food in the fridge. Every day at 12 pm or 6 pm he is in front of the fridge, eating everything he can get his hands on. It’s taxing on our food budget and some days we are left without dinner.”

You remember the days when Lucifer opted to order take-out meals for you and the brothers rather than welcome a home-cooked meal from whoever was on cooking duty for the day.

“Are you sure, I can convince him to stop?” you ask, “Once he gets to eating, it’s hard to stop him.”

“Beelzebub has grown attached to you and I feel that you can be his voice of reason. He has certainly failed at listening to my requests to stop. I believe that a more trusted friend, one that he has a pact with, can finally stop him. Please prevent Beelzebub from eating everything.”

“Well,” you say with a shrug, “I’ll try my best. I doubt I’ll do anything useful to stop him, but I’ll try my best.

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You stand by the fridge, checking your watch. It’s 5:57 pm. Beelzebub would be in the kitchen soon and you’ll have to stop him. You have no plan. You figure that the best way to stop him would be to find the cause of the problem. But is there a reason behind him devouring the whole fridge at the times Lucifer mentioned? Beel is the Avatar of Gluttony so there could just be no discernible reason for his cravings.

“Hey,” say Beel, interrupting your thoughts.

“Hey,” you say back to him, “How’s it going?”

He towers over you. Most of the brothers do but his height even outmatches Lucifer’s.

“Uh… Fine,” he says, seeming confused by the conversation, “Do you mind moving out of the way?”

“Why?” you ask, feigning innocence, “Do you need something?”

“I’m hungry,” he says. He wasn’t being pushy, he just stated it as if it was a fact. “I just want a snack.”

“A snack or the whole fridge? Lucifer told me what you have been doing.”

“A whole fridge’s worth of food is a snack,” he says with a shrug.

“Don’t you think you should leave some food for me and your brothers?” you ask, raising an eyebrow, “Satan has to cook dinner and needs the ingredients.”

He moves closer, placing his hand against the fridge, arm stretching over you.

“I can make you move,” he says, something dark in his voice.

You realize that he's trying to seem threatening, but you know him well enough and trust that he will not hurt you. Still, there was something sexy about the way he said it.

“Then make me,” you challenge.

He stares you down, quietly and you stare right back up at him, crossing your arms.

He sighs, backing off. You can swear you see him blush but you’re not sure.

“Fine,” he says, defeatedly, “you win.”

You smile.

“Hey, I have snacks in my room,” you offer, “Human world snacks and I’ve been meaning to repaint my nails. Why don’t you join me?”

His face remains neutral but you see something light up in his eyes.

“Okay,” he gives in.

In your room, you sit him down at your desk and bring over a side chair to sit next to him. You already have the tools, nail polish and nail polish remover for the manicure set on the table. You grab his hand and start to remove his nail polish with a cotton ball soaked in nail polish remover.

With his hands in yours, you notice how big his hands are. The first time you realized how big they were was on your waist when you and he cuddled once. That was the night you shared your room during a Devil Dish Bake-off binge with some snacks.

That night made you see him less like one of the youngest brothers with a hefty, destructive appetite and more like a soft, tender demon. After you both shared so much over the months since the Belphie incident, you also became closer as friends. Friends. Which is why you can not think of what it would feel like for those large hands to explore you.

“So,” you begin, waving away the intrusion of curious thoughts, “As the Avatar of Gluttony I know you can’t resist eating a lot, but Lucifer told me that your urge to eat everything out of the fridge was fairly recent. Do you know why?”

“I get extra hungry when I’m trying to distract myself from something,” he says, avoiding your gaze.

“What are you trying to distract yourself from?” you ask, switching to filing his nails, “And are you still hungry?”

He’s silent. He gazes at you and then looks down at the hand that you were manicuring.

“I can’t say,” he finally says, “It’s a secret. And, yeah, I’m still hungry.”

“Yeah, and it’s a secret that affects the whole House of Lamentation,” you say pointing the nail file at him, “Now spill it.”

“It’s a secret about someone… I want.”

“Oh, that’s juicy!” you exclaim with delight, “Who? Someone I know? Come on, tell me.”

He looks up at you, eyes smoldering

“It’s you… That I want.”

“Me?” You are perplexed. You stop filing and are now gawking at him. “What about me could possibly drive you to eat an entire fridge’s worth of food.”

“It’s something you would not like the answer to, trust me,” he says looking down at his hand again. And you noticed that his cheeks and ears were red.

You think for a moment. Lucifer’s plea to stop Beel from eating everything swims in your mind. Maybe you don’t want to know but you have a mission.

“Whatever it is,” you say, “I can handle it.”

“Fine. It’s… Well, you’re human and you smell good, so it makes me… Well, this is hard to say out loud…”

“I make you hungry?! I know you all threatened to eat me at first when I got here, but damn! If cleaning out a fridge is what it takes to stop...”

“No,” he cut you off, now looking right at you, “You make me horny.”

Silence fell between the two of you. You were in shock. You?! But you’re human. Surely there are many hot demons out there that he wants to fuck, instead.

“Are you sure? You feel that way?” you ask slowly, “When did this start?”

He moves closer to you, staring with intensity.

“I think it started when we shared your room that one time,” he says, “We cuddled and the smell of you drove me crazy. I thought I wanted to eat you but...” He trailed off. The rouge shade of his cheeks deepen

“You thought so, but what?” you ask, urging him to continue.

“I got a boner,” he croaks.

“Oh…okay,” you say, voice high pitched, “I guess this is context for why you avoided me for a week after we cuddled. I thought I made you uncomfortable.”

And it is context for what you felt when you both spooned. You thought it was a candy bar in his pocket.

“No!” he exclaims, “I just didn’t know what I would have said to you if we were left alone. I didn’t want to ruin our friendship with… my needs.”

He looks embarrassed. It’s kind of…cute.

“Nothing you say will ruin our friendship,” you reassure him.

“Really?”

“Yes, I promise. Besides, I can’t say I’ve never thought of you that way, either. I mean, look at you. You’re so ripped.”

“I do work out a lot.”

You laugh. “It shows.”

“I think it’s my turn to file your nails,” he says, grabbing your hand.

He starts filing your nails.

“I wonder about you guys here in the House of Lamentation. Besides Asmo, do you guys get laid? Because if so, I’m not aware of it.

“I can’t speak for everyone else, but for me, it’s been a while. Lucifer made a curfew for us ever since he caught Mammon gambling at casinos late at night.”

“That sucks,” you say, and you really did feel bad for him and his brothers.

“What about you?” he asks, voice lowering a couple of octaves.

“Honestly, not since I left the Human World. And everyone besides the angels and Solomon has been a threat to even consider getting with them. It’s sad because I thought demons would be good at things like that. Maybe I have those expectations because I’ve never had good head from a human before.”

“Want to change that?” he asks. He is staring at you, his gaze longing and lustful.

Your heart thumps. Did you hear that right? His expression is serious and deep with longing.

“W…What?” you sputter.

“I said, do you want me to change that?” he repeats, voice husky and moving even closer.

Shit. You have been dreaming about this since coming to Devildom and the offer comes so easily from one of the hottest demons in Devildom? You can’t possibly pass up the opportunity.

“Yes,” you say breathlessly.

He gazes at you, with deep passion and pulls your hand to his mouth and kisses it. He traces his tongue from your wrist, to your fingers, stopping to lick them. His tongue is gentle but firm. His mouth felt so good. You bite your lower lip and close your eyes, imagining if it would feel just as good if he did the same to your cunt.

He rolls his chair over to you and his mouth is covering yours, tongue brushing over your lips until your mouth falls open. He kisses you, mouth hungry to taste all of you. And you let him, running your fingers through his honey-orange hair. His lips are surprisingly soft for someone as strong as him.

“Can we take this to my bed?” you ask, pulling away.

Wordlessly, he does as he’s asked, promptly lifting you to his chest and carrying you to your bed. He puts you down, your back resting against your bed frame, and climbs over you.

He kisses you again, tongue exploring your mouth even further. His kiss is powerful but gentle. You’ve never been kissed like this by a human or anyone before this. You lean into him, your tongue, following his lead, allowing yourself to taste him. His tongue brushes over your bottom lip before he bites it. It stings a little but in exactly the way you liked. His kisses travel to your neck, tasting the salty-sweet flavour of your sweat, licking, sucking and biting to his heart’s content, enjoying the taste. You can feel your pussy revel at the feel of his touch, wanting and wishing for more.

He pulls away for a moment, to undo your button-down shirt which you shrug out of throw onto the floor. His large hands grace your back and unhook your bra band. Your bra slides off to your waist, revealing your bare chest, much to his delight. He takes in the sight, smiling devilishly. You wonder what he was thinking.

He takes one breast to his mouth and fondles the other with a free hand. He fondles them, gently.

“Rougher,” you demand. He grabs them, kneading them with his hand and squeezes your nipples between his index finger and thumb. You whimper at the sensation and push your chest harder into his hands. He squeezes harder, testing which pressure gathers a moan from you.

You moan and with the other breast, he traces his tongue over the edge of your areola before flicking over your nipple. He bites and tugs your nipple and then sucks. His mouth is warm and wet. You haven’t had your tits sucked since being in the Human World and experiencing it now after the long absence of touch was nearly enough to make you unravel. You feel your body shudder from pleasure and you realize that you’re panting.

Your clit aches to be touched, too. You move your hand to your pussy and start rubbing your clit with your fingers, trying to please the parts of your body that ached for attention.

He notices your attempt to please yourself, says, “Here, let me,” and he frees his hand from your breast.

He licks his fingers and slides his hand under your pants, finding your clit. There was no clumsy fumbling to find its exact position. He just knew. You wonder if it was that your previous partners were just that bad. Or did Beel’s thousands of years being alive give him an edge?

“Oh,” he smirks, “You’re wet, that fast?”

You cover your face, feeling embarrassed.

“Yes,” you say, “It’s been a while. And you’re doing… a good job.”

He grins up at you and moves his face down to your breast again to suck.

He uses his index and middle fingers to play with your clit. His hands are rough and your body invited the texture. It was a simple motion and it did the job, eliciting breathy gasps from you.

His lips move south, kissing your solar plexus, down to your navel. You ravel in his kisses, feeling like your body was born for his mouth.

He stops kissing your body to look up at you and says, “I want to taste more of you. Can I?”

You nod, wordlessly.

He smiles and moves to pull your pants down. You adjust to make it easier for him to do this and watch him throw your pants to the floor. He kisses your tummy and then stops to tug at the waistband of your panties with his teeth and pulls them off.

He kisses your thigh and moves one of his thumbs to your clit and rubs. You gasp and press your body into his touch. His kisses lead up to your upper inner thigh and he pauses to take in the sight of your cunt, captivated by what he sees.

“You’re gorgeous,” he says, desire in his voice.

You blush and say, “Thank you.”

He leans in and puts his mouth on your throbbing clit and starts to flick his tongue on it. His tongue is firm and wet. He starts slow, circling the outside of the apex, teasing you. You breathe deeply.

With being wet, his index and middle fingers slide into you easily. You take them in for a few inches, noticing how large his fingers are.

He passes his tongue over your clit and curls his fingers inside you. You feel the pressure on the front of your vagina, on your g-spot.

He licks and pumps his fingers inside you slowly. You figure that he was testing the motion that you would like

“Faster,” you command.

He does as he asks and starts sucking, too. With that addition, you feel yourself unravel. You grip the sheets, moaning. Uncontrollably, you grind into his fingers and face, yearning for more.

You look down and realize that he’s looking right up at you, eyes lustful. It was as if he was enjoying looking at you respond to him. You’re so lost in his eyes that you don’t realize that you are approaching a climax.

You cum, feeling your body flooded with pleasure. You scream through the pleasure. You feel a dampness on your cunt and see your wetness on his face.

You see him start to remove his face from you.

You put your hand on his head, fingers entangled in honey-orange hair and pull him closer to you.

“No!” you exclaim, voice breathless, “Don’t stop!”

He does as he is told. He licks, sucks, licks, sucks and fingers you until you cum again. You scream, voice starting to feel hoarse. You lay back, panting. He comes up and sits next to you. He stares at you, eyes focused.

“Are you okay?” Beelzebub asks.

You catch your breath and finally are able to speak.

“Yes,” you say grinning, “I’m excellent. Thank you.”

He grins back at you.

He leans in and kisses you. You can taste yourself on his mouth.

“We should do this again,” he says when he pulls away.

“We should…” you start and then come to a realization. “Wait! I didn’t get you off! I think we can start on your turn.”

“Well,” he says with an amused grin, “We can take a shot at it, if you want.”

You grab him by the collar of his tshirt and pull him closer in for another kiss.

And then suddenly there is a knock at the door.

“Dinner is ready!” you hear Satan shout.

You look down. You realize that you are completely naked and your thighs are covered in your own slick and thank the heavens that Satan is one of the few brothers in the House of Lamentation that actually knocks.

Beelzebub frowns. “Damn.”

“Hold on, Beel,” you say, surprised at his dismay, “Are you actually disappointed that food is ready? Weren’t you very hungry half an hour ago? What about the fridge you wanted to eat all of?”

“Well,” he says smiling, “I found something else to eat.”

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sh1-n0bu · 1 year

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Can u do yandere Beel-obey me with a impulsive/lil crazy mc/reader? In a minute she is calm and in the other she tries to kill a random demon. May u can do him a lil masochist too? Pretty pleaseee 🙏

✿ 𝙨𝙝𝙚’𝙨 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙯𝙮 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙚’𝙨 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚 ✿

characters: yandere!beel x fem!reader

warnings: generally darker undertones bc it’s a yandere, description of fighting, injuries, mentions of blood, yandere thoughts and acts, masochism, hinted that mc have signs of anger issues and bipolarity, some suggestive things

notes: ‘m so so so sorry for the late response hun. i just couldn’t rlly think of a good scenarios for this one😔 hope it’s to your liking!

everyone experiences bipolarity and anger issues differently. i am no mental health expert and i wrote this with my own anger issues experience and a friend's bipolarity. if some things seem wrong or unlikely then pls let me know.

since mc is literally living with demons, there definitely will be some darker/gruesome moments brushed off as a normal thing bc they’re demons

so with that in mind, being possessive, protective, a bit too overbearing or controlling is seen as a normal thing in a relationship for them

however beel is much more chill and softer when it comes to such things

it’s bc he has great GREAT amount of trust in you plus he knows no sane, lower demon would never dare and approach you

either bc of the pact markings of the 7 demon lords of devildom or

your impulsive self.

yep.

that’s the reason.

at first meeting and the first few days or weeks into mc’s stay in devildom, the brothers either find mc’s impulsiveness and anger issues relatable, amusing or just downright annoying

as for beel he didn’t really care. as long as you didn’t get yourself killed or gravely injured

if anything in the beginning it low-key reminded beel of his twin, belphie

mc’s dark humor, threatening back demons about how they will puck out their teeth, boil it into a soup and shove it down their throat while it’s still steaming hot were first annoying to most of the brothers

however to beel, it just reminded him of how his brother would always snap back at the other demons and more specifically, lucifer

perhaps that little resemblance is what led beel to be protective and possessive over mc

it started out slow and barely noticeable lingering hands over their shoulders, small worried glances, giving them ice package to put over their bruised knuckles

soon it developed into beel constantly hovering around mc, threatening to eat the other lesser demons who even dared to gaze at them to scenting

when scenting your partner in a demon relationship, it usually involves leaving visible marks on each other since demons all have different distinguishable markings

whether it be carving their marks into their s/o’s flesh with their claws, leaving a bloody bite mark or sometimes even their pact markings on each other

however, considering the fact beel is more gentler than the other demons and your a human, he simply decided that cuddling with you for so long to the point that others could smell beel’s sin and scent on you or just draping his large, fluffy orange jacket over you was enough

unfortunately, demons are beings that generally have a darker mindset than humans so one day some lesser, cocky demon mocked you for being “beel’s pet” while you were alone

mc paid that demon back with a broken nose and a broken arm that bent the wrong way (like this __^__🫴)

the terrified screeching of the onlookers and the anguish filled cries of the cocky bastard alongside the blood dripping from the claw marks the demon left on mc called upon the attention of the brothers

when arriving at the scene beel couldn’t help but feel an odd feeling within him

something hot, mushy and dizzying feeling pooling in his stomach, his mind getting hazy, eyes half lidded with the only focus of attention being on you

asmo sensed his brother’s sudden arousal and dragged him off from the crowd, sitting him down in one of the empty classrooms and having a talk with him. helping him calm down and explaining to his little brother that sometimes people get aroused by people who are stronger than them

since that little incident with mc and the cocky demon, beel has never went a day without his mind wandering to the scene he saw

you standing tall and proud with a bloody claw mark running from your chin to your neck with an odd triumphant grin while the lower insect screeched, holding his broken arm

and when he lets his daydreaming go wild, the sixth brother finds himself fantasizing about you sitting on him with the same grin, carving your initials on his chest

the scent of blood oozing around the room, the quiet giggles that would slip out of your lips as he groans and whimpers at the odd yet pleasant feeling

and when his imaginations go further than that, the avatar of sin of gluttony finds himself choking on his breath, pants tightening and the room feeling hotter than the usual

perhaps paying a visit to your room this night won’t be such a bad idea…

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lost-in-lamentation · 6 months

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🏚🏥🧭 - haunted house, injury, rescue.

beelzebub × gen!reader. angst + fluff.

warnings: based more off a haunt/horror house experience. mc walks through complete darkness most of the time, falls down a deep pit, has their ankle broken, and also gets grabbed multiple times by actors in the haunted house. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH SUCH SCENARIOS.

further warnings include the fact that this is not beta read.

content: you and beel go into a haunted house together, but end up separated.

back to the 500 follower event: here.

“guys, i know i said i’ve done haunted houses back in the human world, but…” the gaping entrance loomed in front of you, wind whispering in your ears as you stared down the attraction. “this seems a bit much.” you felt the air grow colder around you, and you could barely suppress the tremble in your legs.

next to you, satan nodded his head to the side. “look. they just came out of the haunted house.” you peered around the blond, catching a glimpse of the way the other guests clung to each other.

“they sure look traumatized,” belphie commented from behind you. “must be a pretty legit haunted house.”

“i’m just going to pretend i didn’t hear what you said,” you sighed. carefully, you took another look at the haunted house. you had read earlier that there were actors and staff inside that would do their best to scare guests, but you never imagined that it would feel so intense. “you can only go inside in pairs.” a part of you wished that you could go with everyone, but another part of you didn’t want to deal with belphie’s teasing if he saw you so scared. “beel? you and me?”

beel, in the middle of snacking, managed out an “ok” despite chewing. you relaxed on the spot, knowing that beel being next to you would make you feel safe.

your moment of respite was short; less than a minute later, you and beel were ushered inside the attraction, waving your goodbyes to the brothers you had left behind as the doors creaked shut. you were plunged into complete darkness a second later, inhaling sharply when you realised you couldn’t see beel next to you. “beel?” you hissed his name quietly, hands wandering the air to see if you could find him in the dark. much to your relief, torches flickered to life on the walls in front of you, revealing the dark hallways that seemed to go on for eternity.

“oh, MC. i thought they were about to separate us.” beel shifted his gaze around, taking in his surroundings before looking back at you. “it looks a lot bigger in here than it did outside.”

you swallowed a nervous groan, neck craning to get a better look inside. “yeah. it’s kinda freaky.” ahead, water dribbled from the ceiling onto the stone floor, causing echoes throughout the haunted house. you didn’t bother hiding your nerves anymore. quickly, you gripped onto beel’s sleeve, pulling yourself closer to him.

the demon didn’t bother asking, and began pushing you gently to stand behind him. “just stay behind me, MC.”

you nodded silently, holding tightly onto beel’s clothing as he started his way forward. you couldn’t tell how long you had been walking for. the only indication that you were moving was the way the torches faded in and out of sight as you walked on. about to bring it up, you tugged on beel’s sweater, but he shushed you before you could say anything. “sshh. there’s a dead end and two doors up ahead. i can hear someone moving around.”

“doors?” you peeked over his shoulders, spotting the doors he was talking about. “what should we do?” finally, you stepped out from behind, coming up to stand next to beel.

beel glanced from door to door, his eyebrows furrowing in thought. “let’s open the door on the right first. i didn’t hear anyone from that room.” he placed his arm in front of you, guiding you away from the door as he placed his other hand on the doorknob. you held your breath, jaw clenched as beel pushed the door open. one, two, three seconds passed, and you finally released the air in your lungs. “i guess this is the ri-” beel was cut off mid sentence, his eyes widening as he felt someone grip his wrist and drag him inside.

“beel!” you lunged after him, but the door slammed in your face before you could get a foot in the doorway. frantically, you pounded your fists on the damp wood, calling for him again. as you shouted for beel to return, the door that you hadn’t opened behind you opened with a low groan. you stiffened at the sound, feet frozen in place as you felt another presence enter the hallways. “who’s there?” you didn’t dare turn around, instead gripping onto the doorknob in front of you. your efforts were forlorn; suddenly, there was a grasp on your shoulder that you couldn’t fight, and the next thing you saw were the torches in the hall disappearing from sight.

you were pulled through a dark corridor, screaming for your life each time you felt the stranger tug you in a new direction. you tried to remind yourself that it was only a haunted house, but with how terrified you felt, you couldn’t properly bring any thoughts into existence. the hand on your shoulder soon disappeared, leaving you alone to wrestle with your fears. continuing through the darkness, you stumbled onwards, hands in front of you to feel for a wall to guide you. but you came into contact with nothing, and eventually, you felt yourself walking down a ramp. in the pitch black area, you knelt down, palms brushing over what felt like stone floors. “is there water down there…?” you pressed onwards, still occasionally calling for beel as you walked through the hallways. shivering, you took one step after the other, waiting until light finally hit your gaze. in the distance, you saw it; a torch blazed in the darkness, lighting up a new path. with newfound determination, you scrambled towards it, your footsteps echoing through the dark chamber. however, before you could get close, the floor opened up from underneath you. with a shriek, you felt yourself become weightless, before plummeting down through the new path. luckily, the drop wasn’t far, but it didn’t prevent your ankle from landing with a loud crack. you cried at the impact, pain shooting up your leg as you crumpled to the ground. another scream caught at the back of your throat, your injury preventing you from even getting another sound out. with a quiet whimper, you curled in on yourself, not noticing a figure in the dark slowly creeping up to you. you only realised it when you heard footsteps dragging across the floor. in a last ditch effort to escape, you mustered the strength to scream as loud as you could, praying to anything and anyone that beel would find you in this godforsaken maze. when you heard the figure stagger backwards, you hauled yourself up to your feet, ignoring the way your leg begged you to stop running. panicked and desperate to not get caught, you ran as fast as you could. at least, in such a situation, which wasn’t nearly as fast as an unharmed demon. in what felt like seconds, there were suddenly claws digging into your forearm. you were at your wits end. with too much happening and not enough light to see any of it, there was nothing left for you to do other than give up.

“beel,” you wailed into the dark, chest heaving as you fought back sobs. your arm went limp as the strange demon dragged you around. you practically considered yourself dead, but then you finally heard his voice from afar.

beel called your name just as frantically, if not more than you called his. by the time he reached you, you weren’t able to register his presence, too deep in your fears to hear him calling to you. but then he pulled the other demon off you, pulled you back to reality, taking a gentle hold on your shoulders as he spoke in a slow, soothing voice. “it’s okay, it’s okay. i’ve got you.” his voice, at first muffled by your own erratic heartbeat, became clear, cutting through the darkest images you had witnessed today. you exhaled shakily, bringing your hands up to feel for beel. “MC, i’m right here.” his voice sounded from above.

your lower jaw quivered as you continued to search for him. “beel, i can’t see. where are you?”

beel clicked his tongue in what seemed like anger, but he was quick to set the feeling aside. “i’m going to hold your hand for a second, so don’t be scared, okay? it’s just me.” as promised, you felt his fingers curl around yours, guiding your hand to rest on his shoulder. “MC, did he hurt you?”

you shook your head, looking down at where you would’ve been able to see your ankle if there was light. “no, but i- i fell down a pit or something earlier. i don’t think i can walk.” you felt his grip tighten around you for a split second.

“i’m going to carry you, okay? just close your eyes and we’ll be out in no time.”

at the notion of getting out, you bursted into tears, tucking yourself as close as you could to beel while he lifted you up. ever the gentle giant, beel cradled you softly, rubbing his nose into your hair every so often while he searched for the way out. he planned his steps carefully, taking extra caution to make sure you bumped into nothing as you made your way out. and eventually, light began to flood your vision again, slowly revealing a “we made it” sign at the end of the tunnel. it took a while for you to adjust to the light, having spent so much time in complete darkness. you turned your face to hide in beel’s jacket, shuddering as he shifted you in his arms to better protect you from the haunted house employees. you weren’t able to see the worker demons’ expressions, but from the way their voices shook, you couldn’t help but think they were scared.

“c-congratulations on making it out! we have special photos from hidden cameras that you can buy-”

“you hurt them.” beel cut them off with a growl, holding you even closer as he spat at the other demons. “i suggest you shut this scam of a haunted house down now before i call lucifer and have him destroy it himself.”

there was a hasty agreement and an incoherent chorus of apologies before the room fell silent again. you blinked your vision back to normal, catching the way beel’s gaze burned with anger before it was replaced with worry. “i’m sorry, MC. i should have found you quicker. i should have never let us get separated.”

reaching a hand up, you brushed over his cheek softly with your knuckles, exhaustion beginning to take over your body. “it’s okay beel,” you replied quietly. “just promise me something?”

“anything.”

your hand fell back down to rest on your own chest as you tried to press more of beel’s warmth into yourself. “please don’t leave me tonight.”

beel sighed into your hair. “i won’t leave you ever again,” he declared, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head as a seal to his promise.

a/n: i can't think of words anymore i'll be trying to write conversations but then it's a mix of tagalog, japanese, korean and english and i cannot for the life of me differentiate anything anymore so tbh sorry if this isn't that great </3 but if you're here, thank you for reading this far.

reblogs are really appreciated (´ω｀) ♡

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matenrou-fan · 1 year

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Beel pamper his fem! s/o after a long day

The second part of @yarnnerdally 's request!! Hope you will enjoy it, honey…! <3

femreader, massage, oral (receiving);;

NSFW UNDER THE CUT

;MINORS DNI;

Sometimes you wonder if Lord Diavolo's program with exchange students actually works and Devildom actually starts changing, getting closer to understanding humans..

Because you were absolutely drained after your work, when all your co-workers tell you it was absolutely a normal shift here. Well, maybe for some kind of succubus or just demons, yes, but definitely not for you.

As you get inside House of Lamentations, you almost immediately feel a luring, delicious smell coming from the kitchen. Yet it was pretty late, everyone was already finished with their dinner, weren't they..?

'It's probably Beel…' - this thought makes you smile a little, as the face of your boyfriend always cheers you up and you hurry up to meet your precious glutton.

And when you get inside the kitchen , feeling a light wave of goosebumps from such a warm temperature inside, you actually see him, standing near the stove with furrowed brows and a really concentrated face. Did he try to not just give up and eat everything?

"Honey, I'm home.." - your small giggle distracts him from cooking the dish and Beel turns to you with slightly widened eyes.

"Oh, s/o..! Welcome.." - such an adorable smile plays on his lips when he gets closer, embracing you in a tight hug as he always loves to do. And, as you always love to do, you nuzzle to his big chest, slowly melting in his warmth.

"No, stop it, Beel.." - you smile softly, pulling away. - "I'm too tired today, if you continue to hug me like that I will fall asleep right here in your arms.."

".. Was it so bad?" - his raised brows quickly drop, furrowing, as he looks down at you with a more worried expression.

"Well, I'm just not used to such intensive work, I think.." - with a small sigh you sit down, looking with interest at a bunch of pans and pots. - "Is this all for me?"

"Oh, of course..!" - Beel suddenly remembered about his cooking and laughed happily. - "Everything is almost ready, so hurry up and eat.. Or I will not be able to control myself.."

And despite your boyfriend actually worrying about you, making all these dishes for you to enjoy, there's no way you actually can fit so much food in your stomach. Oh, so of course he's ready to show not only his caring side of himself, but also lend a helping mouth…!

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"Mm.. I literally eat one tenth of all this things eat I'm so full.." - you yawn, laying in his bed in your comfy pajamas and watching as Beel changes his casual t-shirt to a more oversized one. In the orange light of the bedside lamp, the relief of his muscles was even more distinct, drawing all your attention..

"I'm happy you enjoy it.." - Yet then he turns to you and your eyes get back to his happy face.

Belphie fall asleep at couch in living room again, and when his twin tries to bring him back to room, he ask to not disturb him. Which means you both have a full night just with each other, and that's why your boyfriend was so excited - cause he absolutely adores sleepovers with you, treating you like some sort of teddy bear and fetters you in his arms till the morning.

But this time, when he sat on the edge of the bed, ready to just lay down and enjoy his private time with his dear girlfriend, he noticed as you scrunched up your face slightly when turning to him.

"S/o, are you alright?" - Beel can't help but always get a little bit too sensitive over you, worrying about every small detail. It even surprises you sometimes, how attentive he gets for someone who looks so simple.

"Nothing.. Just my back hurting so much after this goddamn shift.." - you mumble under your nose, rubbing your shoulder.

For a moment he gets silent, thinking about something, before looking again in your eyes with a slight blush:

"Maybe I can give you a massage then?"

oh. What an interesting offer you have here.. Just how can you say no, especially when your gaze keeps getting back to his body, admiring this large hand? You totally wouldn't mind to feel their strong grasp.

"Well, of course you can.." - with a playful smile you lay down on your stomach, embarrassing your poor boyfriend with such a devilish expression.

Cause he's actually meaning some light pleasant massage, wishing to help you relax, yet when you look at him like that and arch your back slightly, luring him to touch you, even in his pretty pure head start creeping some kind of dirty thoughts. Now a little bit shy, he leaned closer, thinking how to start.

At first, he just ran his hands over your body, once again surprised how petite you look compared to him. All touches are so gentle and careful, as Beel's really afraid to crush your bones under his arms.

"Tell me if it would be uncomfortable.." - he mumbled, tickling your waist with light strokes before squeezing your shoulders.

"Of course, dear.. But don't worry too much, I can take it.." - you can't help but chuckle, noticing that his fingers are actually trembling a little. Just how softie this big boy can be..

Slowly, Beel gets more bold, leading by your gasps and small commentaries where you like it better, now grabbing and rubbing your skin in much more rough way yet it's so pleasant. Soft murmur escaped your lip as another wave of tingles washes over your body, from shoulders where his hands were, and over all your muscles, making you melt more and more. You didn't even notice when your boyfriend leans so close to you, tickling smooth skin not only with his massage yet with his hot breath too. It was just so relaxing that you didn't notice, too carried away with a pleasing feeling, waking up only when he placed a soft yet long kiss on your neck.

Corners of your lips immediately lifted up as you thought how cute your adorable demon is, yet when after a few moments another kiss titillates your shoulder, and then another one.. With each time his kisses get more needy, and then with a small groan Beel pressed his lips to your neck again, making you whine from a sudden feel of his hot tongue.

"S/o.. I'm hungry.." - his casual phrase makes your stomach ache, cause you totally can hear the tone of another type of appetite here..

Wanted to turn over and face him, you quickly were stopped by heavy hands as he held you in place, relishing the sweet taste of your skin on his tongue. Getting lower and lower, Beel leaves a whole wet line of messy kisses on your back, before cupping your hips.

"I.. can i?" - his breath is already so shallow as his thumb plays with the waistband of your silk shorts, so impatiently yet he just can't go further without your permission.

But instead of answering you just lift your hips with a small mewl, glance over your shoulder at him with such eyes, such furrowed brows.. It was enough for your boyfriend to understand everything as he literally tore apart your pajamas along with your panties, quickly pressing his face between your thighs.

Beel always gets a little bit carried away whenever he gets a chance to eat you out, licking so passionately and savoring every small drop of your cum. Well, he's an avatar of Gluttony, after all, and your trembling clenching pussy always would be his most favorite dish.

And today it seemed he was even more wild, almost immediately starting with long licks, his hot tongue quickly wet your folds. As your boyfriend, he knew by his heart where all your sensitive spots are and now was abusing this information, wishing to get more delicious juices from you, along with these little sounds you start to make.

Arching your back, you bury your head into pillows, trying to muffle yourself yet it was so good, you can't help but start moving your hips forward his face to get even more friction. His chin was pressed to your throbbing clit, rubbing a small bundle of nerves every time his jaw started to move. And the way his hands grasp your thighs in such a greedy manner as Beel starts losing more and more of his self-control, just makes your pussy tingle more and your mind wondering about feeling such a firm grip on your waist when he would pound in your body with all his strength..

Such fantasies heat you even more and you moan, calling his name and asking for more, begging for speed up. Oh, and of course Beel, as a very obedient and generous boyfriend, will do anything you ask, pushing his tongue deeper inside you, rubbing your clenching walls at some rapid pace. This strong bulge in his pants was aching so bad as his head was filled with no less sinful thoughts than yours. Just how much he wants to feel this sticky burning pressure of your pussy around his dick, it's almost unbearable..

Deep groans from his throat vibrate on your folds, make you squeeze your thighs together, and you start feeling how your body is shaking even more, all heat concentrated in your hips. Every thrust of his tongue just pushes you closer and your last whimper increases, turning into a loud moan as this burn overflows your insides and you freeze, all tensed up. A delightful emptiness in your head and absolute chaos of pleasure in your cunt as you cum in Beel's mouth while his tongue keeps working, enjoying your bliss with you.

If not for his strong grip on your legs, you probably would just fall still on bed, yet your boyfriend holds you tightly, still pressing his face to your trembling folds. Only after you calm down completely, Beel slowly pulls away, looking at your wet throbbing pussy with even more deep hunger.

"S/o..? Are you alright?" - his voice is so husky now as he tries to catch his breath before carefully turning your powerless body and looking at your red sweaty face, such a pleased expression makes his dick twitch more.

"Mm.. I think I am.." - you mumble under your nose, touching his shoulders in a weak attempt to push him closer to you.

He immediately leaned closer, and you notice as lust darkened his violet eyes, the very desperate eyes of an absolutely charmed man.

"Then can we continue..?" - yet still his voice is so soft and even slight shyness can be noticed in undertones. With a small chuckle you nod and his hand quickly leaves your body just to take off his pants, finally letting his hard cock out.

Low groan burst out of Beel's chest from the contrast of cold air and his hot skin, and he grabbed your hips again, rubbing his glans against your folds and shivering from warm wetness. Your skin is so soft and your arms around his neck so gentle, he can't help but whimper, pressing his face on your shoulder.

"I'm sorry.. I don't think I can control myself anymore.."

"That's exactly what I want.." - Truly, your devilish whisper is worse than a siren's call, and there's no way Beel ever would be able to resist anything you say. Well, but he doesn't want to resist anyway, ready to satisfy your and his hunger for hours tonight..

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l3viat8an · 1 year

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nsfw (repost)

Okayyyy anon! How perverted are we talking? Like normal panties stealing? Or worse?- cuz I've got some thoughts on both~ tho I'll stick with dirty panty sniffing 'n using (?), jacking off / dirty thoughts for now~

Like what if it started out really innocent? Honestly!! Everybody knows Beel loves the way you smell and it's his turn to do the laundry and everything is normal, then he gets to your basket of laundry, making sure your t-shirts are inside out, checking your pants pockets for anything you missed and so on.

Making sure everything is ready to go into the washing machine! Finally getting to your underwear, he doesn't think much of it putting the first few pairs in then he sees a really cute pair and his mind wonders a bit, "I wonder what they look like on MC......"

He can imagine it perfectly~ you in them, bent over with your ass sticking out a bit "Fuck" Beel mumbles, as his cock twitches in his pants.

He shakes his head and put the pair in the wash, reaching for the next pair and he can smell it, or rather you~ It's faint but definitely you and it's so good, his cock is fully hard now and he brings your underwear closer to his nose, "So, good..”

The hand not holding your underwear, moves to undo his belt, pulling his pant and boxers down enough to let his cock free.

Smearing his precum around his tip and grunting softy, your underwear still in his other hand, close to his nose, and his mind starts imagining it's your hand slowly stroking his cock and not his own, your lovely scent is coming from your body and not some dirty underwear, "Fuck, MC~" Beel moans speeding up his movements, and taking another sniff. His mind imagining all the little sounds you might make? Or what you mouth would feel like around his cock? Definitely better then his hand, and the way you smell~ it's just so much better in person!! He's moaning 'n grunting more now, he wants to cum already and he wants to smell you, or even better actually feel you! Do all the perverted things running through his mind~ fuck you in every position he can think of~ he moves your underwear into his other hand / kind of around his cock.

The fabric feels good and more like he's rutting against you- and it feels so good~ and suddenly he's cumming with a low moan of your name~

All over your underwear………good thing he can still add them to the wash-

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potol0ver · 1 year

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Beel Relationship Headcannons SFW and NSFW

Sfw

I think this giant love bugs love language is physical touch, I don’t know what but I just feel like it is-

So he’d always be hovering near you, holding hands with you, or carrying you around places. Of course showing physical attention when you’re comfortable with it if you’re not ok with certain PDA

He’d love snuggles- I just know it- holding you is his favorite, let it be spooning or you’re on top of him holding him like a teddy bear, he loves it.

He’s not one to be the best with his words but he wouldn’t shy away from it, so he’d say his feelings rather bluntly, and it’d be very cute at times.

Like imagine him coming up behind you while you’re busy and he says “I want snuggles” then he just grabs you and you’re off to the bedroom.

Even though he might not be a person to say his emotions in a long winded way, I feel like he’d appreciate a paragraph or two from you every once and awhile gushing about how much you love him

The next day suddenly you have all your favorite food cooked to perfection, your favorite movie/show playing, and a perfect set up on the couch for cuddles.

I feel like he’d love to see you act parent like, like if it was to an actual child (Luke) or to an animal, it would just make him warm and fuzzy inside.

When you have time to come to his sports games, and he hears you cheering for him, it’s like he gets a second wind and somehow does better on the field because of it (not like he needs it, I don’t doubt he’s like the best sports player)

And when he’s done with the game and he sees you wearing his jersey- his heart does backflips

Believe it or not I like to think he’s slightly possessive, he just pushes it down because he feels guilty for feeling that way. So when he sees you in his jersey, he feels relief because now everyone knows even more that you’re his.

NSFW (warning a little bit of monster fucking)

Speaking of being protective, he’d definitely make sure he’s the only thing in your mind during sex.

He’d be overpowering, but not in the rough way (unless you like to that way), he’d pleasure you in all the right ways until you start seeing stars, makes you feel so good you think “I can go for another round” all while your legs are practically numb.

Obviously it would take a while of learning your body for that, but if you have that patience he’d be over the moon to learn all of your weak points.

It’s quite obvious that he’s a munch, so if he needs a slight pick me up before a game or he sees you to antsy or worked up, he’s going to use his mouth on you.

Now- I see this man as someone who just wants his s/o to gain pleasure, if they’re in pleasure he is to. So with that being said,

✨ Beel is a switch ✨

He’d gladly just let you bounce on him or fuck him until you have your fill.

He’s a big guy, even for a demon, so when you’re on top of him or directing him it makes him feel smaller, and that was an unexpected turn on for him.

When he tops he grunts and give words of affirmation

But when he bottoms- he whines- A LOT- and his affirmations turn into mush as he just gets lost in pleasure.

He normally doesn’t know what to do with his hands while he bottoms so please direct the man where you want him.

It’d wouldn’t be possible but the idea of you marking him would be such a turn on for him- so since you cant bruise him since- well- he’s him- put on some lipstick and seeing it on his skin will send him into overdrive (and it’s a great way to get him in the mood)

He also loves marking you of course, just hickies and a nibble here and there, but when you’re done you’ll see bruises from his fingertips neither of you realized were forming under his hands

Now sadly, if you are more of the sadistic type- like impact play- you won’t go far with that- given he can even find a whip not even ticklish- so you’ll have to tease him- like tying him up in magical ropes as you edge him- or please yourself without letting him help- stuff like that

Ok hear me out on this; when he’s in his human form, his cum is quite thick and creamy, and there’d be a lot of it. BUT in his demon form- his cum has eggs in it (I’m sorry I looked for the proper word but couldn’t find it-)

His demon form would also have its own specialties;

His horns wouldn’t be the most sensitive, but he’d love it when he’s using his mouth on you and you use them like a handle bar

The base of his wings would probably be sensitive, just be careful to not hurt his actual wings though

Now hear me out- again- fly demon = long tongue with suction cup at the end- IMAGINE

A/N alright I need to stop here before I expose myself further-

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kpop-otome-yandere-here · 1 year

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Mammon: Alright, Mc, Beel. Let's go over this one more time.

Mammon: If something breaks?

Beel: We try to fix it before Lucifer gets home.

Mammon: If it doesn't work?

Mc: We blame Belphie.

Belphie: Seriously, guys, what the hell?!

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lucifersimp333 · 1 year

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Beel Is Hungry

NSFW

18+ READERS ONLY

MINORS DO NOT READ

~ Reader has female anatomy~

(NOT MY ART, WAS FOUND ON PINTEREST)

We all know Beel is happiest in between your thighs. With his greatest talent being eating, one knows you're not one to complain when he kisses down your torso, making his was down to his favorite spot when he's hungry. Some days though, he's more hungry than usual. He will eat you out for what feels like hours, not caring about the mess he makes in the process. Today is one of those days.

You can hear him release a groan of satisfaction as he makes his first drooly lick at your folds, spit dripping down your pussy lips. He wraps his strong arms around your thighs, pulling them closer to the sides of his head and face, he wants to feel as if he's suffocating between your legs. You arch your back in pleasure and give him a whimpery moan. He slides his tongue in your hole, swirling it around to collect the slick you've produced so far, occasionally giving light, gentle nibbles to your clit.

Tasting you makes him go crazy, your unique flavor is nothing like he's ever had. It's as if he's almost drunk off your taste. He plants his tongue firmly on your clit and shakes his head back and forth, not caring about your cream getting on his cheeks. He wants to make a mess. Your voice cracks as you moan, grabbing the back of his head and pushing his face deeper in to your heat, tugging on his hair. As you're holding on to his head, you feel his horns start to sprout through his hair, the beast has officially been released.

With his strong hands, he grips on to your ankles lifts your legs up, putting your legs close to the sides of your head. (PICTURE FOR REFERENCE) .

With your pussy in full view, he shoves his face in between your folds as deep as he can and fucks you with his tongue, causing you to screech with pleasure. You feel his warm, wet tongue pump in and out of you, making you weak from the sensation. He makes his way back to your clit and licks circles around your sensitive spot. He takes one of his hands and slides three fingers into you, keeping your other leg still pinned at your head with his other hand. He curls his fingers into a C shape, finding your G spot and continues to press down on it. Your head gets dizzy and you slam your head back on the pillow, becoming a beautiful moaning mess. The more cream you produce, the messier his face gets, the hungrier he gets. You hear hungry slurps from in between your thighs as he eats you.

After what felt like hours of him having his way with your pussy, he feels full after all the slick he indulged in. He wants you to be full now. He lifts his head out from between your thighs and lets go of your ankle, a string of slick breaking away from his chin. He slides his huge cock into you, going slowly so you can adjust to his massive size. You scream in pleasure, creaming all over his dick. He places a hand over your mouth so you're not too loud and begins to thrust into you slowly. Once you're adjusted, he picks up the pace, grunting at the pleasure of your tight walls. He spreads the lips of your pussy with the hand not covering your mouth, watching his dick slide in and out of you and the cream building up at the base of his dick. He loves the sloppy sounds that produce from your wet pussy. He thrusts faster, mouth slightly open as he gazes his beautiful purple and pink eyes into yours. You see his abs flex as they slap against your heat, and the muscles in his bicep bulge from covering your mouth with his large hand. He keeps slapping into you until you reach your peak, biting down in his fingers that are covering your mouth. Once you finish riding your orgasm, he flips you on your stomach and pulls you to the edge of the bed. With you bent over on the bed, he slides his dick in once again, gripping his strong hands on to your hips and pounds you from his thrusts. He covers your mouth once more from behind as you scream his name. As much as he loves to hear it, he understands it's hard to control your volume, and he doesn't want anyone disturbing. With you moaning his name behind his hand, he fills you up with his hot cum. When he pulls his dick out of you, he gets on his knees and spreads your ass cheeks apart, watching his cream drip out of your hole and on to your thighs. You both conclude the night with a nice hot shower and tired cuddles. A snack will more than likely be involved, because you know how hungry Beel can get.

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freestyle-crocodile-trashpile · 1 year

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6-Armed Chef

Summary:The majority of devildom still treated the brothers horribly, calling them fallen angels. But there was a chef, a demon chef, who didn't care. And he was a damn good chef

Type:Scenario: Beelzebub X Demon!M!Reader

Version:NightBringer

Being a new demon in devildom wasn't easy, especially when you're hungrier way more than in the celestial world. But Beelzebub could manage. He didn't mind as much as his brothers. Besides the part where people wouldn't let him in a place because he was a "fallen angel," now he definitely didn't like that. There was one place, though. It was a small restaurant like place, with an open window like view to the chef. He was big, way bigger than any demon or angel Beelzebub has ever seen, and he thought Diavolo was big, but the chef had 6 arms, all 6 doing something constantly, you where wearing an apron, with no shirt, probably because of the six arms. It's probably easier to move around. There were about 5 or 7 people in the small place, including Beel. Beel was sitting next to a demon, quite shorter than him. Within a minute or less of Beel sitting there, the chef handed him a menu.

"First time?"

Beel looked up and saw the chef looking his way. Beel nodded.

"Well, get comfortable, and welcome to r/n. Glad to have you"

The demon next to Beel looked surprised.

"You're really gonna welcome a....An angel?"

The chef laughed as he handed the demon its food. The chef had a dark look on his face.

"Of course"

The demon grew tense as the chef backed away slowly, before turning to Beel with a bright look.

"Anythiny look interesting?"

And from that day on, Beel was there every. Single. Day, never missed a day. Not only did you make delicious food, but you were super nice to him. Unlike the rest of the demons. He loved your food, it kinda reminded him of when he stayed in Diavolos castle for a while. You gave him comfort, a bit of security, always having his back and never letting anyone let him down. But weirdly enough, he has never seen you outside from the window to the kitchen. He was curious now that he thought about it. He wanted to know what else you do besides cook. So he'd ask.

"Hey chef"

Beel said quickly, gaining a few other attention than yours. You gave a small hum in return, letting Beel know you were listening.

"So, I've realized I've never seen you outside of the little kitchen window. How come?"

The chef looked back at Beel with a smile before turning back to the food.

"Well, I get out of work pretty late, and even when I don't have work, I usually don't get out much"

Beel hummed. Beel was trying to think of a way to hang out more with you than just at your restaurant.l While in thought you say next to him, looking next to him, you subconsciously looked you up and down. Noticing how long your legs are, how little the apron actually covers, the way your arms have to be in a certain position so its not uncomfortable, the way your face layed on your palm as you stared down at him. He stared back up at you, knowing he'd be lying to himself if he didn't say he wasn't liking this.

"So I'm closing up soon. Do you want to stay while I close up? Afterward, I could walk you home"

Beel agreed, for two reasons, more food and he got to spend more time with you. You two talked the whole time, well besides the times Beel had his face stuffed. Which would always make you laugh, especially when he had a kinda clueless look on his face. After you finish your closing up protocols, you stood outside your restaurant with Beel for a moment.

"Would you like me to walk you home? It's getting late"

You said, giving him a warm smile, which he returned, just with a redder face than you.

"Sure"

Your eyes lit up as he said that. You didn't expect him to say yes. Either way, you happily walked him home, telling him stories and listening to his, talking about family and everything you could think of to make conversation. You were enjoying yourself. Hopefully, he was, too. When you got to the doors, you opened it for him. He turned around once he was inside.

"Thanks, chef, it was nice of you to walk me home, and let me stay after hours..."

He paused, clearly thinking about his next words.

"I should invite you to come over one day, I bet my brothers would love your cooking, I know i would"

Beelzebub seemed to grow hungry from saying that, thinking about your food was a common thing for him.

"Of course Beel, I'm always around"

You gave him a small piece of paper, giving him ways to contact you. Giving a small wink, you closed the door and left. His brothers definitely had questions, but he wasn't worried about that. Not now at least.

[A/n:Was this bad? I feel like it was bad. I hope you enjoyed]

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dinaaaaee · 1 year

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Firsts with him: Beelzebub

-Beelzebub x gender neutral reader.

-I love him sm, I hope I did him some justice since the obey me devs don't. smh :/ May be a bit ooc.

-I couldn't take myself seriously writing suggestive LMAO sorry if its bad...

-Warnings: Reader feeling distressed because of school at the start, brief mentions of rudeness (eg. gossiping) at the beginning - not detailed on what. Reader is called pretty. Mention of food. Suggestive. (not explicit)

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🧡 Holding hands with him for the first time.

It had been another stressful day. Schoolwork was piling up, and exams were just around the corner… exams seemed to be every other fortnight. The brothers' were restless, The bickering worsened. Everything was becoming too much. So you took off. Took off to find some peace and quiet for the time being. Walking out without being noticed by one of the brothers, or so you thought you hadn't been noticed.

Beelzebub, the one you adore, had been keeping a close eye on you recently. Seeing how stressed you were, he did everything he could to help you, even if it meant scaring one of his brothers who became too rowdy. (Yes, even Lucifer and even Belphie.) So when he saw you leave, he quickly follows you. To make sure your safe but more importantly to make sure your okay.

You hadn't realized the muscular and gentle demon had been following you until he softly calls your name.

"Mc." he murmurs.

You'd gone to your secret hideout, the hideout you found when you were new to the devildom and when everything was more harsher then. Trying to get away from the hungry stares of low rank demons, the cruel words spoken by demon nobles, the rumors and gossip that has been circling about you… You had never told anyone about this spot, but since Beel followed you, you wouldn't mind if he knew about it; it could be your little secret.

"Beel?" You sniff out, confused as to why he's here; his presence, however, is not unwelcomed.

He walks over to you, observing your saddened state. He hates it when his loved ones are upset. He sits next to you, legs crossed, not facing you, just sitting there. Trying to offer some comfort in his own way, since hes not really good with words. After a few quiet moments wherein you stay quiet, he decides to risk it, taking your hand in his. His large, surprisingly warm hand. He gives your hand a squeeze and when you squeeze back, he smiles to himself.

Despite the situation, this is the first time your holding his hand, your glad its his hand holding yours.

"Mc... I might not be good with words, but I'm here for you, I don't like seeing my family upset. Especially you." He hums, now rubbing his thumb on your palmar.

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🧡 When you hug him for the first time

He envelopes you like a teddy bear. A teddy bear that's so so touch starved and when you suggest to hug him for the first time, he nods. Hes more then happy to do anything you want him to do, but he doesn't know that he needs this hug just as much as you do. When you pull back, he pulls forward. He can't help it, your so warm, your a puzzle piece that connects with his piece, so perfectly.

He sheepishly apologizes when he finally pulls back. Rubbing the back of his neck with his palm, boyishly grinning.

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🧡 When you both kiss for the first time.

The long-awaited kiss is setting off fireworks in your heads. The one thing you both craved. It began with a soft kiss, the kind that seals a promise. Your lips on his and his lips on yours, speaking words you don't understand but can feel. His breath smelled like mint chocolate ice cream, which he was eating. The more kisses you gave him, the more he wanted; the passion was palpable. The taste of you he needed. You both pulled back, giggling at the kiss, he swears he fell in love again. Blushing, he pulls you in for more sweet pecks.

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🧡 After hours, with him. ;)

Lips on lips, kiss after kiss. Hands searching and exploring one another. You couldn't seem to get enough of him. He looked at you with such adoring, but eager, eyes. You couldn't help but gasp when he took off his shirt, his six packs glistened in the dim orange light, and his side arm tattoo added to his allure.

"You're so pretty like this…" He rasps his voice, voice full of desire. His hands roaming around your body, as he checks you out. He's lost in his own haze. Embarrassed, you try to cover your body, your expression only revealing how you feel.

"Don't try to hide from me." He whispers as he begins to kiss your bare neck and face softly, slowly.

"I want you, Beel..."

"I know you do." He smirks against your neck, playfully biting your neck. "I want you too." He says as he looks you in the eye. You could see how hungry he is, hungry for you.

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usernu11 · 1 year

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beelzebub nsfw headcanons ft. oral fixations

warnings* 18+ content ahead, minors dni

tags* male!reader, reader has a dick, no pronouns mentioned, beelzebub has a serious oral fixation, reader is implied to have one as well, size difference kink is pretty prevalent as well

notes* i have a pretty bad oral fixation and beel is a bad influence on me so i decided to write abt it lmao.

Beel's oral game is no joke; it's something you assumed due to his gluttonous predisposition but when you first had sex with him it simply on a whole other level. Whether it was your first time or not, Beel is hellbent on sucking you off while prepping your hole. That was fine and all but what you didn't expect was to come twice just from his mouth alone, not even to mention him eating you out halfway through the prep.

His mouth is everywhere at once: licking, sucking, biting, anything to keep his mouth preoccupied and keeping you feeling good. Your thighs are absolutely covered in bite marks and hickies before he even gives the rest of your body any sort of attention. It isn't until your hole is puffy and stretched out enough to even handle half of him that he relents and makes his way upwards. His tongue is lapping up a trail up your skin, only for his mouth to stop at your chest.

Giving head is absolutely Beel's favorite thing to do; but his second favorite? It hands down goes to marking every inch of your chest and making your nipples so puffy, red and sensitive your body flinches just when they get rubbed. The heavy bite marks he leaves around your nape and neck are also something he heavily enjoys; he likes seeing the marks the next morning while you're drowning in one of his massive shirts, barely awake enough to get embarrassed at just how marked your body is.

He loves kissing your swollen lips, tongues fighting for control while spit dribbles down the side of your mouth. The hazy, barely there look you give him while heaving for air makes his chest feel warm and fuzzy. Breathing in your moans while you struggle to fill your oxygen deprived lungs is also a nice feeling as well.

Beelzebub is huge, probably the biggest out of any of the brothers and you both are very aware of it. Even after all the prep in the world, it always ends the same way depending on just how far-gone you are. Even just the head alone leaves your eyes watery and gasping for wobbly breathes of air. He can only go about halfway into you before you're hiccupping at just how full you are. You're always overstimulated just with half of him inside of you; especially since you've already came from just the prep. Beel doesn't want to hurt you so he usually settles with only about halfway, never fully entering you. He's okay with it though; the way his name falls from your lips and how you're sobbing about just how good your feeling always makes up for it.

Keeping up with Beel is nearly impossible; you feel bad about it but your stamina isn't even half of what his is and your body can only take so many orgasms before you start to shut down. You always end up feeling guilty since you never feel like you've fully satisfied him but he always reassures you that giving you pleasure is the greatest turn on that can never leave him unsatisfied. Even if it stops at just foreplay or jerking each other off, he's happy to just give you anything you need. He's never admitted it, but he actually really enjoys wearing you out. Again, he'd never want to push you too far but it does make him feel good to know that he's pleasured you enough to bring you to your limit. He's very much a service top in a way.

Beelzebub's greatest turn on? Anything to do with your mouth. If your conscious enough to leave marks on him during sex Beel lets out the most erotic of moans. You've never seen him come faster than after you've given him head; not much fit so you were left mainly licking the shaft and sucking on the tip but Beel looked like he'd never felt pleasure before. He was an absolute mess, eyes barely able to open while he covered his mouth to stop the embarrassingly load moans he was letting out. He usually gets hard if you're eating anything like a popsicle or a hotdog but he also seems to be entranced when you're eating anything you yourself enjoy. You were starving and absolutely loving the bowl of cereal you whipped up real quick? Beel's cock is twitching in his pants while he tried real hard not to stare at the pleased expression you've got.

If you're a tiddie enjoyer than Beel is very much for it. Just groping it makes him blush up to his neck but if you decide to mark it up just like he does with you? Might become his favorite pastime. He does get a little embarrassed over it and since he does go to the gym often, he requests that the marking not be done too often since he does shower there. However, if you're particularly into it, he'll allow it after some getting use to and wear the marks with pride.

Beel is the perfect person to cuddle with; his body swallows yours easily and he's just like a personal heater on cold nights. What you weren't expecting was to like this fact so much and neither was Beel at first. He just adores at how he's so much bigger than you in every way. One night, while cuddling up to you, he found himself hard and unable to do anything because you were sleeping so peacefully in front of him. His hands just fit so well on your waist and even better on your ass; it didn't make matters any better that the hand holding his disappeared when he clenched around it. When you did happen to wake up and was in the mood enough to help him out (despite barely being awake, he noted), your efforts did anything but calm him down. Your cock was just so much smaller than his when you put them together and both of your hands could barely wrap around both of them. He ended up doing all the work that night, his one hand alone enough to bring the both of you to a swift climax. Ah, but you just had to mention the size difference while half-awake, hips jutting forwards to rub your cock against his as you attempted to milk the both of you for any last moments of pleasure. You didn't get to sleep much longer after that.

If you were into the idea, Beel would most certainly be down to be the bottom once in awhile. Not as much prep would need to be done and even he's thought about it on occasion. He thinks you would really be able to mark him up and enjoy yourself to your hearts content; it would even solve the issue of you feeling guilty for not giving him enough pleasure. The stamina issue would still be a bit of a problem but foreplay can easily solve that issue.

Speaking of stamina, Beelzebub has only ever been worn out and fully bottomed out on one occasion. It just so happened that you drank something that you shouldn't have that night and it also just so happened that what you drank was an aphrodisiac. It was as if your body was on fire, cock dribbling at the tip just from the thought of your ass getting spread wide by Beel's massive cock. You felt no pain that night and practically pounced Beel the moment you had saw him; he was very hesitant at first and was going to bring you to Satan to try and figure it out but seeing you in pain from the need alone made him reconsider. He was overwhelmed at how tight your ass was, swallowing him whole with ease. It didn't matter how long you two were going at it for, you just seemed to only get more and more turned on the more you came and milked him for all he had. It wasn't until he jolted awake the next morning that he realized he was the one to pass out this time.

Needless to say, you were so sore that morning that you couldn't move properly for days. Beel, the sweetheart he is, said that he had to take responsibility and took care of you the entire time. If you needed to get up he would simply carry you where you needed to go. He made sure to prepare you your favorite meals and made sure to apply ointment on all the marks he happened to leave that night so they would heal nicely. You have thought about taking an aphrodisiac again just so you could take him entirely once more but Beel was super against it since your body was in such horrible shape afterwards. If you're persistent enough, he might go to Solomon about making a potion that would lessen the pain and heighten the pleasure without having you so out of it that you go past your limits.

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wepsi · 2 years

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You look so delicious- Beel(smut)

Female reader

Cw: cold play, food play, cunnilingus

Scenario: It was a hot summer day, you were laying on the bed while Beel devours a bunch of popsicles.

You and Beel were chilling (hehe) in your room, the Ac in the house of lamentation was down and no one knew how to fix it. It was incredibly hot today for some reason which was odd. You lay on your stomach, pillow propped under your chin and DDD in hand. Kicking your legs in the air as you entertain yourself through the heat.

Feeling incredibly hot, you had a slim tank top and very short shorts on, hair pulled back into a ponytail. Even with the lack of clothing the heat making you sweat and thighs stick together, it was unpleasant. Besides the beeps and boops from your device, you can hear Beel chomping down a ungodly amount of popsicles.

Despite how fast he was eating, the heat was still causing the cold treat to melt. He pauses and watches the liquid drip onto his hand, it was still quite cold. Getting a idea in mind, he reaches the treat to hover above your voluminous thighs which were exposed for all to see. Drip...

"Ah! That was cold! Why did you do that?"

Before you could even turn around you feel a cold lick, making you jolt.

"Sweet and salty, how delicious."

For some reason that line made the heat between your legs hotter than the rest of your body. Not wanting it to stop, you return to your previous position but paying no mind to the DDD.

Drip..

Drip...

With each droplet, Beel lapped at your flesh, his tongue losing the cool . Now it felt hot in comparison with the liquid. Cold hot, cold hot. Somehow this sensation felt kind of good, making you anticipate the next spot.

Beel was practically drooling, he always liked your thighs and ass and with this outfit he could see it all. Moving the popsicle around he decided his next meals, it felt like garnishing his favorite cuisine. He already loved your taste, but the taste of your sweat mixed with the sweet was simply divine.

With this technique he finishes almost a whole popsicle, only part left is the last bit on the stick. He taps on your shoulder, making you un squint your eyes and turn around. Prodding your lips with the popsicle stick he looks at you expectantly.

There wasn't too much left so you fit most of the stick into your mouth to lick and suck. It was very cold and sweet, looking up you see him watching you and gulp. You blush and rub your thighs together for friction and inform him you're done eating. He notices your attempts to get off,

"Do you really like the cold? Then I can do this for you."

He devours another popsicle, and pulls off your bottoms with a reassuring nod from you. He wastes no time to attack your heat, you arch your back and whimper from the cold. His tongue feeling much more prevalent, first he lick up and down your heat. Using his fingers to spread the lips apart he draws circles around, and finally flicking the clit.

He knows exactly how you like being eaten out, lapping tirelessly at your entrance. Feeling all of your juices flowing out from pleasure he groans against your pussy, hands gripping your thighs. He brushes your legs and thighs softly, slightly tickling your inner thighs, before returning to it's place of grabbing and feeling how soft they were.

Feeling your legs quiver, he gets up with a flushed expression and starts undressing as well. You whimper at not being able to cum, and pout at him

"I can't help it, you look so delicious."

Leaning down to kiss you, you taste residue sweet and the flavor of yourself. He sinks his cock into you, not meeting much resistance because of his long prep. His tongue tangling with yours, and swiping at your lips, trailing down to your neck and just tasting all of you. He sets a steady pace, so he could savor your flavors and how you feel around him.

You grab onto his orange hair while spewing out nonsense and the sweetest sounds he ever heard. Legs clamping around and pulling him in, hips rutting trying to get off. He picks up pace, slamming full length into you and grunts and pants against your skin as well. Holding his hips still and throwing your head back with one last cry you cum around him, causing him to finish as well.

From that point on, the freezer was always stocked with all kinds of popsicles and ice creams and such. The rest of the brothers were confused while your face was hotter than that summer day.

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