#obey me beelzebub x you

[trinidaddy888]

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.

Masterlist

“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.

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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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[cosmicstarlatte]

Beel A-Z Smut HCs (Obey Me!)

⬅Back to Smut HC A-Z Masterlist ◇

18+ only, minors do not interact.

My personal headcanons using this [prompt list]

The goal is to finish the whole list; you are welcome to request a letter so I get to it faster. I will work on it as quick as I can but keep in mind I do have a life & responsibilities lol. ^^

Last Updated: Oct.1.2023 (6 out of 26)

⚠️Notes: I'll tag any sections if needed. If you think a section needs a tag, kindly let me know.

A: Affair (Describe an extra-marital affair)

B: Birthday (Describe birthday sex)

C: Compliments (Mid- and post-sex compliments)

D: Dry Humping (Describe a dry-humping scene)

You only went into the kitchen for a snack & you somehow ended up pushed against the counter with Beel dry humping your ass. Still, the gentle(?) giant wouldn't let go of the devil croissant in his mouth & managed to swallow it with another bite. "Mmph. Sorry. C-couldn't resist." You moaned as you felt his cock twitch against you, desperately wanting more. His arms were wrapped easily around your waist. "C-can I?" He asks as he continues grinding & a hand slipped to reach for your waistband. "Beel what if someone walks in!" You whined yet still pushing up against him. He swiftly pulled your bottoms down, "...it'll be really quick."

E: Experimenting (Trying something new)

F: Firsts (First time having sex together)

G: Gentle (Describe gentle/loving mid-sex gestures)

H: Handsy (When they can’t keep their hands to themselves)

I: Initiator (Who initiates most of the time? How?)

J: Jealous (“Claiming” a partner)

K: Kitchen (Describe a sex scene in the kitchen)

L: Likes (What they like in the bedroom)

M: Morning (Describe morning sex)

N: Never (Things they would never try)

O: Orgasm (Describe coming--who comes first? What do they say? How does the other person know it’s approaching?)

You're always going to cum first about 90% of the time. The only exception really being if you decide to just give him a blowjob. Anyway Beel's a giver, he loves to eat, we know this already! He could stay eating you out for hoursss. He's the type to say thank you & ask for more when you cum on his tongue. He tells you how delicious you taste.❤️ Now if he's cumming, you know by the sudden gasp and low groan he always does, always pushing himself as deep as he can go & you always eagerly await the big load this giant gives you. :3

P: Playlist (A playlist for getting down and dirty; will probably include a lap dance song, a song for making love, and a song that represents their sex life)

Q: Quiet (Reaction to a quiet partner)

He doesn't really feel one way or another about it, he's just a big teddy bear that loves to make love with you.🙂 Of course the few sounds you do make when he stuffs his massive cock in you does turn him on, he prefers to see the pretty sexy faces you make as he fucks you senseless. ^^

R: Ruttish (Signs that they’re horny)

Beel has his moments & he can be blunt. If you're dating, he'll tell you & ask, respectfully, if you want to fuck lol. If you're not together quite yet... well, he's going to be a little clingy & you'll notice him smelling you a lot more often like some tasty snack he can't wait to have. He'll have a flushed face & somehow eat more than he already does until something is finally done about it.

S: Safe Word (How often is the safe word used? Why?)

T: Teasing (Who’s the tease in the relationship? What do they do? How often?)

U: Undressing (Strip teasing a partner)

V: Videos (Sending NSFW videos to each other)

W: Wedding Night (Consummating the marriage)

X: XXX (What kind of porn does the person watch? How often?)

He's not too picky & usually finds whatever is on the first page or two of a porn site. Sometimes he will look at food porn but tbh it's a lot more distracting & he always ends up feeling hungry after it. He doesn't really watch it that often & prefers to imagine his own little scenarios in his head.

Y: Yawn (How they sleep post-sex)

Z: Zoo (Their animalistic qualities in the bedroom)

tags: biting, breeding He's a biter, he loves to mark you in so many ways. Some are soft bites & others are harder love bites. He loves to leave his scent on you!!! Also sorry if he does get just a little rough, he can't help it when you look so small, all he wants to do is breed you. He loves doggy & the mating press, please let him go wild with you ♡

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[fridayth13]

Hii, this is my first time requesting something so don't hate on me lol.

Could I get some cuddle headcanons for beel, and mammon?

Much loveee

—cuddling!

↳ mammon and beelzebub × gn!reader (separately)

↳ genre: fluff | wordcount: 500+ | warnings: none

↳ notes: sorry this took a while! but i hope you like it. tooth rotting fluff right here 👍

—mammon

mammon holds you very tightly

he cuddles you like it's the last time he'll ever get to touch you again. he holds you like he's afraid of losing you, which, to be fair, he really is

most nights, it isn't really a bad thing. he just likes clinging holding onto you a lot, you know? he likes feeling how close you are

literally does not care about cuddle positions. he will drape himself on you and he will roll around the bed like a rolypoly until you both get comfortable

he does have a special place in his heart for when you ask to hold him though

like. you want to hold him 🥺👉👈 no he's not crying

just try petting him while you're cuddling, he will melt

fingers in his hair, rubbing circles on his back, or even something as sweet and simple as intertwining your fingers. he's near tears already

he is a sucker for sweet nothings. from him or from you. he enjoys whispering into your ear about how much he adores your laugh and your smile and how happy you make him

on the occasion that you guys aren't able to cuddle to sleep at night, he has a little hoard collection of your things he stole very politely borrowed but is reluctant to return

the collection consists of things like your clothes, pillows, and he might take a stuffed toy if you have more than one so he can crush that to sleep instead

okay fine he'll return it if you ask. in fairness he's horrible at hiding things from you

he just misses you a lot 😔 he loves you a lot

—beelzebub

warm. so warm

he is soft and sweet and gentle in everything he does about you!!

very much like a teddy bear

if permitted, he will scoop you up in his arms to carry you off to bed at every opportunity

he is also lowkey afraid of rolling over on top of you in the middle of the night and suffocating your face :(

he tries his best to be careful with you

whatever positions you'll end up in depends on you, but if you don't have any preference, he'd like to hold you

having you wrapped in his arms with your head nuzzling into his chest just hits different i guess 😔 it makes him feel like he's protecting you

he doesn't move around a lot in his sleep though, despite his fear of crushing you so there may be the issue of having up wake him up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom because his grip is too strong

he doesn't use words much, he just likes to hold you against him. just to feel you there

when his head is on your chest, he immediately tries looking for your heartbeat. he isn't particularly sure why, he just likes listening to it

big fan of pressing his face against in the top of your head 👍 and just nuzzling in general

so many little kisses on your forehead, your temple, a goodnight peck on the lips, anywhere he can reach, really

and he would be elated if you did the same

on the occasion he wakes up because of a bad dream (like in lesson 6(?)) he would very much appreciate it if you held his hand. he might not talk about it in full, but his heart would soar even at such a small gesture

tldr you mean the world to him. by the way

dividers from @clutteredfun

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[usernu11]

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.

ao3 *** about me

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[demonlovingangel]

The Devils' Plaything - Midnight Hunger

the first in a series of poly smut, starting with Beelzebub because he's my boy, my light, my life, my beloved

posted on AO3 as well, if you prefer that format

AFAB gender neutral reader named Yuki

anyway it's NSFW, explicit, 18+, lemons, smut, pwp, minors DNI, etc.

You can't take it anymore. It's late into the night and you have classes in the morning but you can't sleep. You can't get the seven demon brothers out of your head and it's driving you insane. Insane and completely horny.

You huff and splay out on your bed, kicking the covers off of you in frustration. You want so badly to sleep, but your equally intense desire to get your holes filled by any of the demons you live with is stopping that from happening. You tried rubbing it out already but that's no good, just as soon as you finish yourself off with a fantasy of one of them, you start thinking about another one and you're doing it again. It's just not the same. No matter how much you squeeze your breast and tweak your nipples and rub your clit and finger your hole, it's just not the same. You need to be pounded so bad. You need to be held down by Lucifer, or Beelzebub, or any of them, and fucked silly. You need to feel your pussy stuffed full and your body shaking and, God, you can't take it.

You practically throw yourself out of bed, snarling as you leave your bedroom to, well, you're not really sure. Maybe just walking around the massive structure that is the House of Lamentation will tire you out, and sleep will win over your hyperactive sex drive. You let your legs take you through the hall until you end up in the kitchen.

Unsurprisingly, Beelzebub is in there already. He turns to you when he hears you walk in, refrigerator doors open with one of his hands holding a box of popsicles, the other holding a single one that's already unwrapped. “Oh, hey Yuki. Got hungry too, huh?”

You shake your head. “I can't sleep.”

He hums in understanding, eating the entire popsicle in one bite. The stick comes out of his mouth missing a chunk.

You look at the box in his hand, and it's the kind that you like but haven't gotten to yet. You were waiting until the right moment to eat one, so you could savor it, but you realize now that living with Beelzebub and saving unmarked food for later is a one way ticket to disappointment. It's now or never. “Can I get one of those?”

He nods, another one of them already in his mouth, then pulls the last one out of the box before tossing it aside. He kindly unwraps the frozen treat before handing it over.

You thank him and eagerly put the half melted popsicle to your mouth, only for it to immediately crumble between your lips and down onto your cleavage. You yelp at the sudden cold on your skin while at the same time reflexively bringing up your other hand to try to catch the wayward pieces, but, –

– Beelzebub is there first. His head is practically between your breasts, his mouth open to catch the bits that didn't want to stay on the stick. His tongue trails a line up your chest where the popsicle touched and it sends a shock through your body straight to your core. A moan involuntarily escapes your mouth at the much wanted skin contact and your face burns red.

His head tilts back to look you in the eyes, but you look away and hope he was too occupied with capturing the escaped treat that he didn't notice. Then, he leans close to your face and licks your bottom lip.

“Got it all.” He says with a triumphant tone to his voice as he pulls back.

You turn to look at him now, mouth agape and eyes wide. You already figured he's not the brightest of the bunch, but surely he realizes what he did? What that noise you just made was?

“Yuki?” He asks quietly, head tilting to the side. You can practically see the little spinning wheel over his head as he processes what just happened. “Ah,” He says finally. “Sorry.”

“Uh...” You lick your lips, tasting his saliva mixed with the lingering flavor of the popsicle. “It's okay.”

He's looking you straight in the eye with a soft expression on his face, his lips parted to match your still gaping mouth. You would have thought he would have gone back to raiding the fridge by now, if you weren't already thinking about how attractive he is. Thinking about how bad you want to feel his tongue on your skin again. Thinking about his bulging muscles pressing against your body. Thinking about how uncomfortably hot your panties and sleep shorts are all of a sudden. You can't stop thinking about how this is your perfect chance to get exactly what your body has been so badly yearning for this whole night.

“I think, uh,” You start, swallowing to quell the dryness in your throat. “I think you missed a spot.”

“Oh, did I?” He asks, breaking eye contact to gaze down your tank top and into your cleavage for any remaining popsicle pieces.

Before he can realize there's nothing else there, you snap through any self control holding you back and take just one step closer, all you need to feel the heat of his body against yours. You stand on the tips of your toes and place your hands on his shoulders for leverage to plant a kiss on his lips.

He pulls his head away for a moment and you wonder if you went too far. The two of you have gotten close, but did you misinterpret your connection? Your fingers dig into his shoulders with worry, only for it to be met with his hands grabbing you by the hips.

“Here.” He picks you up and runs his hands down your butt and to the back of your thighs, pushing your legs around him. “Now you don't have to strain so much.”

Overcome with relief, you wrap your arms around his neck and lean in for another kiss. He meets you halfway while wrapping his forearm under your rear to give you better support, the other hand pressing into the curve of your back. A moan rises up and out of your mouth, finally getting the itch deep inside scratched. But it isn't nearly enough to satisfy your lust.

“I want you, Beel...” You whine, pressing your body to his as much as you can, your fingers digging into his upper back.

“What do you want?” His head tilts to one side, eyes only looking into yours for a moment before they drift downwards to gaze at your lips.

“I want you inside of me.” You bite your lip, face flushing as the blood rushes to your head at finally admitting your desires. “I want you to fuck me so bad. I'm so horny.”

He grunts and without another moments hesitation he presses his lips to yours again, pushing past them with his tongue. The fingers of the hand holding you up are digging into your ass and his arms are squeezing you tightly against his body, allowing you to feel the erection budding in his sweatpants. His tongue is tasting every inch of your mouth and you lean in as much as you can to encourage him as you do the same to him. You move one hand up his neck to ball a fist into his messy orange hair, making him growl into your mouth. His dick is getting harder and you roll your hips into him to the best of your ability, desperate to feel it against your clit.

You pull away from the kiss to gasp for air and his hands move to grip your thighs, prying you off of him. He leans forward so he can gently set you back down onto your feet before his hands find their way up your shirt. He pushes your shirt over your chest while he lightly runs his palms up your body, causing electricity to radiate across your skin. His hands are kneading your now naked breasts, mouth nipping and kissing at your neck. You tilt your head forward and to the side to give him a better angle, and you can see the way his pants are barely keeping him contained at his point. You reach out to grab his shaft over the fabric, and he's rock hard. He's huge, he has enough girth that you're not even close to being able to wrap your whole hand around it. You start stroking his cock and bite your lip to keep in any moans he's trying to coax out of you with the way he's working your neck.

He lets out a deep moan against your skin when you squeeze him tighter, stroking him nice and slow. Almost as a form of repayment, he quickly moves one of his hands off your chest and into your panties, sliding a thick middle finger in between your folds and over your clit. “Wow, you're so wet.”

You moan into his ear as a response, unable to form coherent sentences with how good his finger feels sliding against the length of your slit. He rubs the thumb of his hand still on your breast against your nipple, flicking it as his thumb goes side to side. His pointer and ring finger on the hand between your legs close in to press your labia between them and his middle finger as he rubs his hand back and forth. You dig your fingers into his forearm, more stimulation and pleasure than you're used to flooding your senses. “Beel...” You mewl.

“Is it good?” His lips brush against your ear as he speaks slowly into it, his voice lower than usual.

“Ye-yeah...” You answer with a slow, deep exhale as he pushes one of his fingers inside of you.

“How about that?”

You can only moan and press your forehead into his shoulder in answer as he slowly works his finger in and out of you, pressing and rubbing his fingertip across your g-spot. “More... please...”

He slides another finger into you in response, encountering no resistance with how soaking wet your pussy is. Wanting to return the favor, you move your hand into the band of his sweatpants and boxers to free his cock. The sheer weight of it is keeping it pointed downward despite being fully erect. He's uncut with a bit of a swell near the head, a thick vein showing through there and a flush of red at the tip. You would almost want to get down on your knees to give it a good taste if you didn't so desperately need him buried all the way into your cunt. You put your hand around him again, relishing the soft skin of his cock as you go back to stroking him, pulling his skin back enough to reveal the red and swollen tip.

His fingers pump into you harder and he squeezes your boob, his teeth pressing into your neck. You can just feel the tension in his jaw as he fights the urge to take a bite out of you, tasty human that you are. You move your hand up his arm to his face so you can caress his cheek, hoping to soothe him and push his focus further into the moment as you beg into his ear. “Fuck me...” You bite his earlobe, giving it a tug. “Please...”

Then, he pulls away from your neck and removes his hand from between your legs. He sucks your juices off of his fingers while his other hand moves to your lower back, his other one joining it as soon as he's done licking it clean. In one swift motion he moves his hands into your panties and pushes them down to your knees. At the same time he pulls you closer and picks you up, gravity doing the rest of the work in removing your bottoms entirely. Your arms and legs are wrapped around him again, his one arm under you to hold you up while the other hand reaches for his cock. The head of his cock rubs against the length of your slit as he pulls it up between the both of you.

He holds you tightly with one arm, his shaft pressed between your bellies while the other shoves his bottoms the rest of the way down so he can step out of them. His hands grip your hips, so tightly it almost hurts, and he pulls you away from him slightly, his shaft sliding down between the two of you.

“Help me out here.” He says, gesturing downwards with a jerk of his head.

Immediately understanding his meaning, you move a hand down his chest to grab around the base of his cock to hold it still. With a bit of silent coordination, you angle his dick just right for him to pull you down on top of him. He slides into you with ease and without hesitation, coaxing a moan out of you. You've been so tense and Beelzebub filling you up, stretching your walls around his huge cock, is exactly what you've been yearning for. He savors your warmth for only the briefest moment before he lifts you up and brings you back down again, repeating it again and again. He moves his own body with the motions, thrusting into you at the same time as he pulls you down onto his cock. There's a tinge of an intensity, something between aching pain and over-stimulation, as he enters you up to the hilt, driving into the sensitive area deep inside.

“Beel...! Yes...!” You cry out between thrusts, moving your hand back up to his shoulders to hang onto him for dear life. Each slap of his hips against yours sends shocks through your legs, tense from squeezing around his waist, and you're already unsure if you can keep yourself up much longer. You hook your feet together and cling tightly around his neck, never wanting this moment to end, never wanting him to stop.

He lets go of your hips and holds you up with one arm again, his other hand following the length of your spine up to your head to grab onto your hair. He lightly tugs to pull your face out of the crook of his neck and immediately goes in for a kiss, hot and intense with the way he presses his face so desperately against yours. The rocking of his body slows and it's almost agonizing, the rhythmic pounding that lights up your nerves with each thrust turns into long strokes, the finer textures of his cock able to be felt as he pulls away slowly and pushes back in again. You whine against his lips, unable to pull yourself away to truly protest, to beg him to bounce you on his cock, to plead to be his own personal fuck toy.

At last your lips part in a gasp for air and he squeezes you tightly, pushing his dick right into the deepest parts of you. You moan at the sensation and he loosens his grip just enough to be comfortable, stopping the movement of his hips. You don't get the chance to ask why he's stopped as he carries you across the kitchen to the nearest raised surface. Beelzebub sets you down on the edge of a counter, placing his hands on it just behind you and on either side of your hips, his cock remaining inside of you the entire time.

He resumes the motion of his hips and his breath is getting heavy, finally feeling the strain of vigorously fucking you while holding you up. You lean back on the counter, shifting your weight to your hands as you take in the sight before you. Beelzebub's skin is glistening with sweat in the dim lighting of the kitchen, the thin fabric of his tank top sticking to his chest to emphasize the shape of his muscles, the soft ripples of his abdominal and the smooth swell of his pectoral. Strands of his red hair stick to his brow and the sides of his face, his head tilting forward with his mouth agape and eyes fixed between your legs, watching as he fucks you. You follow his gaze to find that the size of his cock at this angle is enough to make a bulge in your stomach when he pushes all the way into your pussy.

“Oh, wow.” You gasp, placing one of your hands over the area and feel the way your stomach shifts to the movement of his cock. You press lightly and your skin tingles more intensely when he slides in, pressing your flesh between him and your hand. You bite your lip as you feel your climax closing in and as much as you don't want this moment to end, you would much rather make the most of it. You move your hand down from your stomach to your clit, feeling how engorged it is with a swirl of your fingertips before you start to rub.

“Yuki...” He lets out with a moan, leaning in closer for a kiss. Your lips move together as his hands pull back from the counter, caressing your sides along their way to your front. He presses his palms into the underside of your thighs, fingers digging in as he lifts your legs up over his shoulders. You shift your weight onto your forearm while he moves as close to your body as the counter will allow, practically folding you in half. His hands are back behind you on the counter to hold himself up while his dick presses firmly into the tender area deep inside of you.

He's panting for breath as the pace of his thrusting picks up, pounding his cock directly into your most sensitive spot while you fervently rub your clit. You're teetering on a precipice, feeling certain you're going to fall into the waves of pleasure every time his hips slap against yours while he drives balls deep into you, only for you to be rocked away from the intensity when he pulls back. It feels so good you can't help the quiet whimpers that leave your lips until, finally, he pushes into you and it pushes you over the edge. He doesn't stop and you're crying out with each thrust, your legs twitching and muscles going into a spasm with the intense shock-waves radiating out from your core. Your climax is messy, your juices spurting out and slicking both of your bellies, but that doesn't stop you from rubbing your clit or stop him from pounding your pussy, chasing the high.

It doesn't take much more for him to follow, the feeling of your pussy squeezing and quivering around his cock bringing him to orgasm that much faster. He starts to gasp for breath as his climax reaches him, his hips slowing down to a stop to bury himself all the way into your pussy. His breath is hot against your skin and you can feel his cock throb inside of you with each pump of his cum.

“Oh, Beel...” You breathe, leaning your head forward to rest on his shoulder. He rubs his head against yours before resting against it in return.

“That was good...”

“Yeah...” You barely manage to say, feeling dazed.

You wrap your arms loosely around him, just to feel him, just to savor the connection the two of you are sharing in this moment, and he brings his arms in closer around you. The two of you stay like that in the comfort of each others presence while you catch your breaths and recover. Up until a deep and powerful rumble cuts through the silence.

“I'm really hungry now.” He says, standing up straight with a hand on his stomach.

You can't help laughing, having almost forgotten the kind of demon he is. Typical Beelzebub.

“I don't see what's so funny.” He frowns.

“It's nothing, don't worry.” You reassure him as you lower feet down to the floor. Soreness is starting to set in and your legs are tingling like crazy, almost going numb. The now wet floor beneath you is no help to you keeping your balance either, and you lose your footing. You're sure you would have keeled over, if Beelzebub hadn't been there to catch you. Your face ends up pressed against his chest and you're gripping onto his arms for dear life.

“Careful.”

“Yeah, thanks.” You blush, more out of embarrassment than anything. What if you had gotten hurt? What are you going to tell Lucifer? 'I slipped and fell on my own cum after your second youngest brother fucked me silly on the kitchen counter?' Nah-uh. You find your footing more carefully this time in order to stand on your own, glancing around the room. “What a mess...”

Sweatpants and sleep shorts, along with the undergarments they once hid beneath them, are strewn on the floor and there's a mixed puddle of cum dripping down the counter you were just sitting on. That's to say nothing of the mess Beelzebub had made before you came in while he was eating everything he could find out of the refrigerator. Your better sense is returning and you wonder if fucking right then and there in the kitchen was the best idea. If anything, your desire to sleep is now winning over like you hoped, but you fear the consequences if this isn't cleaned up.

“Yeah.” He chuckles. “Did you enjoy it?”

You groan, thinking more about how you really don't want to clean up this mess right now and to just go to bed when you know you can't. But goddammit, you do have to admit that it was amazing. “Yeah, I did.”

“I'm glad.” He says quietly, pulling you closer to him since you never left his arms. You turn your head to look at him and he's gazing down at you with a soft smile. It makes your heart flutter and you melt into his arms, resting your head on his chest.

“I'm so tired, I want to go to bed.” You mumble. “But if I don't clean this up Lucifer is going to be pissed.”

“I can do it.” He says as he idly rubs your back.

“Really?” You perk up, tilting your head to look him in the face. His gaze is sincere and intense, no ulterior motive hidden behind his violet eyes. He nods and you squeeze him tightly, overcome with relief. “You're the best, Beel! I'll buy an extra lunch just for you during school tomorrow.”

You settle into bed after collecting your bottoms and taking a quick shower, eager to sleep as you slide comfortably under the covers, only to jerk up as you curse to yourself, making a sudden realization. Beelzebub came inside you. You're not on any form of birth control andBeelzebub came inside you. In a panic, you grab your D.D.D to do a search to see if humans really can get pregnant from a demon. From stories you've heard when still in the human world, you're pretty sure they could. But maybe, just maybe, the truth was to the contrary and you'd be just- “Fuck!”

There is a distinct possibility you could be having Beelzebub's baby.

While you're busying yourself with your D.D.D to calm down, your period tracker app notifies you of your period coming up. At least you don't have to wait long to find out, and you spend the next few days worrying.

Thankfully, he didn't take.

You're not even sure if you'd be having sex with Beelzebub again or if that was some sort of fluke, but you make a mental note to make him pull out the next time.

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[kpop-otome-yandere-here]

Mc: *laying on a pool chair, unconscious*

Levi, panicking: They're not breathing!

Solomon: I'll give them mouth-to-mouth!

Mc: *opens one eye,* Ew no! Let Mammon do it! *Closes eye*

Lucifer:

Beel:

Solomon:

Satan:

Levi:

Belphie:...

Mammon: GET OUT OF THE WAY, MOTHERFUCKERS!

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[lovetei]

Things that the citizens of the Devildom witnessed that will prove that this Human have the characters at their beck and call

Versions: The Brothers, Side characters

Warnings: Gender neutral pronouns for MC, Cussing, Slight yandere themes (Belphegor, Asmodeus)

Links: Masterlist

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LUCIFER

This demon likes sticking to rules

Running on hallways? Detention

Eating during class? Detention

Not paying attention to class? Detention

No one is safe...

Except for one person.

The cafeteria if filled with loud noises, your voice shouting profanities to another demon specifically.

Everyone listening to the argument feels like they're stomach is about to burst out of nervousness because "What if Lucifer randomly comes in and put all of us is detention because we just stood by and didn't do anything to stop the fight?!"

And he did.

But what surprised them is that he didn't shout or anything, he just stood there for a few second and scanned the crowd looking for one of his brothers.

Spotted Mammon and came close to him before whispering something among themselves.

And then he just stood there

Doing nothing

As if it's just fucking okay to let a human, the exchange student at that, to scream and curse a demon because he won't cooperate into this project.

And when the demon started cursing back at you, the rules are suddenly so strict as if cussing will cause the end of the 8 rings of hell.

The demon is sent to detention, removed from the group, suspended, and many more.

And who knows? Maybe you pulled just a few strings to have that demon expelled.

But what the citizens sure know is that they never saw anyone again after talking to MC like that.

MAMMON

It was cute

Mammon would do anything for you, no matter how big or small it is.

One day, Mammon was spotted running around the halls of RAD.

Looking like he's getting chased by Lucifer, again.

But surprisingly, he's not.

He's just running around the school fetching your fan, notebooks, bag, pens, water or some snacks.

One time, you two were put in a group for this project and were talking about it with your other group mates.

Then you hit him with a "Mammon, I left my notebook on my desk in the potions class, can you fetch it for me?"

With just a blink of an eye, Mammon who was leaning on your shoulder just a few minutes ago is gone.

And with another blink of an eye he's there again with your notebook on his hands then he's back to leaning on your shoulder again as if he didn't just go to the other side of the school for a notebook.

LEVIATHAN

He's introverted

He won't go out his room if it's just for some lame party

I also headcanons for him to be the most unseen brother

Or like him having the smallest amount of photo and information online because he just won't go out.

Yeah, he won't go out if it's just some small, lame party but if Diavolo hosts it, what exactly can he do?

"Do you think the avatar of envy will attend this party?"

"Ha! No way... Lord Leviathan won't attend small parties or gatherings like these unless Lord Diavolo hosts it himself."

"Lord Leviathan really has a high standard when it comes to gatherings..."

And then poof

He's there

Beside you

A happy go lucky sheep beside a gloomy snake

What a match

And if you ask him why he would attend such gatherings when it's totally not even his style he would just go like "MC."

"What can I do? MC really wants to see the fireworks display."

"MC wants me to escort them."

So they got the hint on how to make Levi attend gatherings, either have Diavolo host it or invite MC too.

SATAN

He's angry

But not angry enough to yell when MC is around

Man's can go from 👹 to ☺️ real quick as soon as he felt MC's prescense

He doesn't know why too, but whenever he yell while you're around he thinks he'll fall out of favor

"WELL MAYBE IF YOU'RE SO PERFECT THEN WHY DON'T YOU GO AROUND WHILE YOU HAVE YOUR HEAD FAR UP YOUR ASS- Oh, Hi MC? How are you?"

He'll talk so sweet in front you and then when you turn around you can see some veins popping out of his neck and forehead.

And if he can't really handle it and went berserk in your prescense another scary yet amazing thing you can is to put your hand on his body.

Shoulder, head, neck, wrist, arm, wherever it is.

Just pat him or link your arms with him and he will start to calm down.

ASMODEUS

People headcanon him to like it when you're obsessed with him but I think he's more obsessed to you.

Like he's down bad

You can do anything and he'll literally fawn all over it

"Look at the way they run their hands through their hair!"

"Look at how they work!"

"The way they hold that fork is so graceful~"

Literally, you're the only person that comes to his mind when someone said pretty

Except for himself of course

But I swear, whenever someone caught him staring at you the atmosphere gets so thick

You don't even know why but the atmosphere is heavy and the air suddenly smells so sweet

And those heart in his eyes, the way his pupils dilate

Yeah, you have this man worshipping you alongside himself

BEELZEBUB

Other than the fact that he's actually willing to share his food with you

He's willing to help you in any physical works

Like lifting up things, carrying your stuffs and sometimes even running errands for you

I mean, he actually doesn't do it a lot because Lucifer actually asks Mammon for this stuff because the things Lucifer needs to be done is a little...

Shady?

And he doesn't want to taint Beel's innocence.

So now since you're already a part of the student council when Lucifer needs to have something important finished but it requires physical work.

You and Beel will be partnered

And he doesn't have anything against it either

He likes it so much when you command him to do something actually

I mean, he's tall and buff but Lucifer won't ask him to do anything that includes hard labor except taking care of Belphegor

So you actually helping him make use of all those muscles made him feel a tinge of happiness

He feels like he's actually of use :)

BELPHEGOR

This little brat

He would kill for you and he means it

He's not scared to spill blood on broad daylight as long as it's for you

Someone bothered you? Dead

Oh this person annoyed you? Taken care of

Aw~ He told you you're cute and asked you out on a date? That's sweet! Dead.

He's just like that

He won't tolerate anyone who dared disrespect you

And Lucifer won't even put a stop into this

"I mean, Devildom is quite overpopulated and we don't want anyone disrespecting Lord Diavolo's plan on bringing the three realms together now." Is what he reasons everytime.

Oh, he also wakes up on command as long as it's you.

Lucifer and his brothers could be shaking him like he's dead and he won't even bother to open his eyes

But if you just pulled a "Belphie? Good morning..." Oh dear, he's wide awake and clinging to you.

#omswd #obey me headcanons #obey me nightbringer #obey me shall we date #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me mc #obey me x you #obey me x reader #obey me fluff #obey me scenarios #obey me crack

[zephyrchama]

Since demons don't have middle or last names, an angry MC resorts to using their titles when they're really mad.

"Did you seriously just turn the router off? After I've been refreshing this page all day? Lucifer, Avatar of Pride, turn it back on now."

"It seems somebody swapped my homework with blank pages. Mammon, Avatar of Greed, do you have anything to say about this?"

"It's 3am. Leviathan, Avatar of Envy, you need to turn that concert DVD off right now and go to bed or I'm snapping it in half."

"Satan, Avatar of Wrath. This is the third time today I've stubbed my toe on one of your cursed books."

"Asmodeus, Avatar of Lust. You're a doll. But it has been seven hours. I can't try on any more clothes. I'm exhausted."

"I know my name was on this cup of expensive ice cream. Beelzebub, Avatar of Gluttony, how are you going to make this up to me?"

"So help me, Belphegor, Avatar of Sloth, if you're late for class again, I'm the one who gets an earful of complaints. You're leaving this house right now."

#i also thought it might be funny to make up middle and last names when MC isnt so serious. “leviathan steve rodriguez you need a bath asap.” #obey me #obey me headcanons #obey me scenarios #obey me! #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me asmodeus #obey me satan #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me x mc

[froggibus]

Seeing Their Pact Mark For The First Time - Obey Me! Brothers

Summary: how they react to seeing their pact mark for the first time

CW: branding, marking, general possessiveness? suggestive (Lucifer’s and Asmo’s), jealousy (Levi’s)

more obey me content!! i am down bad for MAMMON rn so that’s what brought this about lol. also some happier content (thank god)

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Lucifer

his is on the back of your neck

usually it’s hidden under your hair or the collar of your shirt so no one really sees it 

lucifer is curious about it but doesn’t really care to ask

honestly he got really busy after the pact was formed and forgot all about it

you’re late for school one day and rushing to get ready in the bathroom when Lucifer walks by 

you have your head down looking for something and he sees it on the back of your neck

literally stops in his tracks and does a double take 

“so that’s where it is.”

jumpscare 

he asks to see it again

has you sit down in front of him so he can play with your hair and rub his fingers across the mark 

he loves that there’s a vow on your body binding you to him that only he can see

unless he gets jealous and “accidentally” uncovers it in front of someone 

(also unrelated but imagine giving him head in a position where he can see it—him holding you by the pact mark and guiding you along his length)

Mammon

it’s on your back where your heart would be

you know what it means but you don’t want to tell Mammon about it

he would probably just make fun of you anyways

one day he comes to see you after school, and forgets to knock

unfortunately for both of you, you’re in the process of changing into your pyjamas 

he walks in right as you take your shirt off, and he’s greeted by your back and the golden mark that resides there

definitely screams and hides his face in his arm 

“w-why are you naked??”

“why didn’t you knock?!”

you finish putting on your shirt and lay down on your bed, stomach first 

“mammon, you can open your eyes now”

he awkwardly does, relief washing over him when he sees that you’re fully clothed

“so what did you need?”

“was that my pact mark on your back?”

you agree and then ask if he wants to see it

he does but insists it’s just to see what it looks like (no other reason)

you lift the back of your shirt up and continue laying down on your stomach

Mammon feels really emotional looking at it

his pact mark, on his human?

he traces the outline of it, in awe of how it looks on your skin 

neither of you say anything for a while, you just lay there contentedly while he runs his fingers over the mark over and over again 

Levi

his is on your left thigh, just below where your underwear sit

what better placement for the Avatar of Envy?

you couldn’t find it at first, but you could feel it 

when you did finally find the orange mark on your leg, you knew that Levi would implode if he ever found it 

Levi sees you showing his brothers their pact marks and gets a little a lot jealous 

doesn’t confront you about it tho and instead decides to go pout in his room about it 

when you come in to check on him, he’s a little cold with you 

“cmon leviachan, talk to me. what’s got you so upset?”

you have to listen to a five minute self deprecation spiral before he even tells you why he’s upset

“levi…you know that if you wanted to see your mark, all you had to do was ask, right?”

he’s a little embarrassed about it now but with some gentle coaxing you manage to calm him down enough and get him to sit on the bed across from you

when you start unbuttoning your pants, his face burns 

“OMG y/n, w-what are you doing?”

“calm down, Levi…just, look, okay?”

you tug your pants down to your knees and stretch out your left leg so that he can see the orange mark 

“open your eyes, Levi, it’s just my underwear”

Levi wants to argue that it’s not just your underwear but he shuts up when he opens his eyes and sees the mark

it’s on your thigh of all places???

if people thought he was a pervert before, what would they think of him now??

“Levi,” you say, trying to bring him back to reality

when that doesn’t work, you grab his hand and place it over your thigh 

his hands are warm compared to your cold skin and it grounds you both 

“are you better now?”

he nods slowly, unable to look at you while his hand is on your bare thigh 

Satan

his is on the left side of your rib cage 

it’s just hidden enough that even if you wear crop tops, he wouldn’t be able to see it 

he definitely went around asking his brothers where theirs was in order to process of elimination where it is 

he doesn’t want you to just tell him

he feels like he should be able to know/guess where it is just based on the connection 

probably overworks himself trying to figure it out

finally, after a few nights of detective work and little sleep, you force him to lay in his bed 

“I’m going to show you where it is, and in return, you’re going to actually get some sleep”

he begrudgingly agrees, propping his head up on the headboard to watch you

you straddle his hips and slowly strip your shirt off, adjusting so that he can see the green mark of wrath 

his mouth goes dry seeing it 

he definitely didn’t consider that it would be there of all places 

reaches out and brushes his fingers across it 

“is it everything you hoped for” you joke

but it really is everything he hoped for 

Asmo

its below your belly button, stopping just above your pubic bone

it’s kinda the perfect spot for him too 

a cute little pink swirl leading to your precious parts

Asmo likes to giggle and speculate where it shows up

honestly he hopes a little that it ends up over your heart, but he won’t be disappointed otherwise 

loves to tease you about the mark too

one day you’ve had enough of his teasing and speculation though

“I’m putting this to rest, Asmo,” and you take him to your room and make him sit on his knees in front of you

you roll up your shirt and he can see just the beginnings of it under your belly button 

then you unbutton your pants and roll them down to your thighs so he can see the rest of it

his eyes are practically glowing when he sees it

“it’s so pretty!!” he gushes

asks if he can touch it and you agree, gasping when his perfectly manicured fingers brush across your mark

presses a kiss to it and leaves a glob of sparkly lipstick behind 

begs you to let him take a picture of it to keep (and may or may not set it as his Home Screen) 

also expect him to be admiring it and touching it anytime he sees it

Beel

his showed up just above your belly button

he always wondered where it was but never thought to ask 

if you wanted to show him, you would…right?

eventually gives in to his impulses and asks you directly 

“y/n…” bro is sweating buckets

you’re genuinely worried something is wrong by how serious he is at first 

“what’s up?”

“I just wanted to know…where’s my pact mark?”

Oh 

you’re honestly relieved it wasn’t anything too serious 

“follow me”

you bring him into your room and close the door behind him

honestly Beel starts to worry where it is 

when you slowly peel off your t-shirt, he covers his eyes and his cheeks flush 

you have to pry his hand off of his eyes to even get him to look 

“beel—calm down. it’s on my stomach.”

he’s breathless when he sees the swirling red mark

asks if he can touch and you nod eagerly 

his touch is gentle, calloused fingers smoothing over your skin 

you’re not sure what prompts you to ask, but suddenly you’re looking up at him through your lashes and asking “do you like it?”

Beel doesn’t even know what to respond to that 

of course he likes it

it’s a mark that ties the two of you together 

instead of answering, he chooses to press a soft kiss to the centre of your mark

Belphie

belphie’s is a tramp stamp

it’s on your lower back, right on the spot where your t-shirt always rides up while you sleep 

you’re half convinced that it only showed up there as a joke 

Belphie never really cared much to see it either 

like he always saw his brothers asking and fawning over theirs but he just…didn’t care

he always felt a bit of a disconnect regarding your pact tbh

he comes home early from school one day to take a nap and sees you already sleeping on the couch

you’re curled up in a ball, your face shoved in the cushions

and your shirt is twisted and has started to ride up as you move in your sleep

he sees the mark and his first thought is “y/n has a tattoo?”

he moves closer to see what it is and as soon as he realizes it’s his pact mark he almost falls over 

it’s there of all places?

because of fucking course it is

he kinda just sits on the floor next to you for a while admiring it while you sleep

until he notices you’re shivering and feels like he has to do something about it

slowly pulls down your shirt over the mark he loves so much and lays his jacket on top of you

#obey me devildom #obey me x reader #obey me oneshot #obey me x you #obey me headcanons #obey me fic #obey me #lucifer x reader #lucifer #mammon x reader #mammon #levi x reader #leviathan #leviathan x you #satan x reader #satan #asmodeus x reader #asmodeus #beelzebub x reader #beelzebub #belphegor #belphegor x reader #x you

[l3viat8an]

What’s something that should be innocent that turns pervert Beel on? 

Nsfw!

Kinda basic ik!! But watching you eat-

Especially stuff like cream puffs or éclairs it’s almost painful for Beel to watch but he just can’t pull his eyes away from your lips, the way your cheeks puff out a bit when you take an extra big bite and a bit of cream drips onto your lips. It takes all of Beel’s self control not to cream, heh- come in his pants.

Even watching you eat other stuff likel a banana, or suck on a popsicle, even a sucker- sucking yk-

Beel’s busy imaging how fuckin’ hot you'd look with his cock stuffed in your mouth instead. he really hopes you don’t notice the way he stares at you, and his cheeks bright red too-

I already mentioned popsicles, but it’s even worse for poor Beel if you’re like me and you love creamsicles!!! wide eyes following the way your lips move, the way you take it deeper ‘n deeper down your throat, the little bit of cream dripping down from the corner of your mouth and the way your tongue darts out to lick it away.

Beel is burning all of it into his memory- he has too for when he’s jerking off later, moaning your name and picturing you on your knees in front of him, looking him right in the eyes and licking his cum off your lips just like you did with the creamsicle earlier~

#ooooor watching you workout in the gym- #but I couldn’t think of many ideas to go with that so here’s this instead!! #pervs <3 #1 am thots~ #obey me! #obey me smut #smut #x reader #beelzebub x reader #beelz <333 #obey me beelzebub #obey me beel x reader #obey me x chubby reader #obey me x reader #obey me beel smut #om! smut #i just know somebody’s gonna get mad at this cuz it happened the last time I made a pervy post about beelz 😭

[angxlofvenus]

Hii! I saw your requests were open and I thought I'd give you a hc/fic idea:

The brothers (or whoever you'd like to write for) reacting to Mc using their shampoo/ soap in the shower for whatever reason ^^

I hope this makes sense to you lol, anyways I hope you're having a wonderful day/night, don't push yourself too hard, and drink water!! You can also take any creative liberties you seem fit, or if you decide you don't want to write it I won't be offended ^^

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Thank you so much for the request!! This is absolutely adorable, I hope everything is to your liking, Have a great rest of your day/night !! Genre: fluff Ship: Reader x brothers + Diavolo (individual headcanons) TW: clingy demons, minimal cussing, no use of readers' pronouns, second-person pov

When You Use Their Shampoo

Stepping into the shower, You were greeted with the nice hot/cool water raining from above, Going to start your routine, You reached for your shampoo bottle only to find it empty! Looking around you spotted his shampoo and conditioner, surely he wouldn’t mind… right?

Lucifer

100% smells it on you no matter how little you used

Won’t tease you in public but as soon as ya’ll are alone? Ho ho, he’ll never shut up about it

Smug, the definition of smug

You had to go and inflate the ego of The Lord of Pride even more

Very possessive afterwards

Congrats, You know have a scary guard dog demon!

Mammon

He probably wouldn’t even really notice at first

He’d probably compliment how good you smell, Then would slowly realize…

Great, Now he's yelling gibberish while his face slowly gets redder and redder

“You’re gonna give me a heart attack, don’t do that to me!” But will become very clingy

If you say his shampoo smells good, he may lose his mind.

“Well of course ya wanted to smell Like the great Mammon!” 

Levi

Poor awkward nerd

He never saw this coming

I think he would realize you used his shampoo but won’t say anything

Flustered to the max

You have broken him

Levi.404 has stopped working, please reset.

After like the third day, You’re gonna have to bring it up

Secretly really likes it, Won’t tell you that though

Satan

I think he is very picky about scents so he knows as soon as you walk into the room

A little bit of a tease, asking if you were trying out a new shampoo

Smug 2.0 

He would tease you a little bit around the others but not bad

He would flood you with compliments, You using his shampoo would make him very lovey-dovey

Expect him to ask for ya’ll to just use the same stuff from now on

Asmo

Oh honey, he knows.

He knew before you even got out of the shower.

But that doesn't mean he's any less excited!

Better plug your ears because he will let out the loudest squeal known to mankind

Seriously, Lucifer may come and check on ya’ll helicopter mom

Asks what you do and don’t like about it

He just wants you to feel as fantastic as he does when using it

Everyone will know you used his shampoo, He brings it up in every conversation

Would also 100% ask you to use his bath products 24/7

Beel

Now Beel has never been really into insane products like Asmo or Luci

So he may not really recognize it at first

If you decide to tell him, This man will become a happy demon puddle

He’ll give you a big smile and tell you you’re free to use any of his stuff at anytime

We don’t deserve Beel

Will bury his face into your hair and just stay there

Takes you out to Hell’s kitchen that night just because he loves you so much

Belphie

Oh this little shit

Tease! He won’t quit bragging!!

Smug 3.0

Such a brat about it too, He won’t let anybody near you, Well of course he’d let Beel, but who wouldn't?

He has practically locked you up in the attic with him

Why go outside when ya’ll can cuddle? 

Diavolo

Has really expensive products 

He may even have a custom scent

If so, He’ll know instantly that you’ve used his shampoo

He’ll bring it up with a large grin on his face

When you confirm his suspicions, he’ll just laugh

He’s so happy ya’ll are close enough to share things like that, You have no idea!

He may make a sly comment to Barbatos or Lucifer just because he’s a little possessive

Will follow you around like a lost puppy, Now Barbatos is mad at you because even less of his work is done

He can’t help it! He just loves you!

Will be the third on my list to offer ya’ll to just share bath products

#obey me #obey me nightbringer #obey me one master to rule them all #obey me x reader #obey me beelzebub #obey me diavolo #obey me fic #obey me mammon #self ship #obey me fluff #obey me hcs #obey me headcanons #obey me lucifer #obey me asmodeus #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me belphie #obey me x you #obeymexreader #janus'writings #janus'asks #omswd #obey me fanfic #obey me fandom

[lancermylove]

Only in a Towel Reversed (HC)

Fandom: Obey Me

Pairing: Demon brothers x gn!Reader

Warning: Suggestive.

Prompt: They walk into your room and see you fresh out of the shower in a towel.

A/N: Here is the flipped version (with the demons in a towel).

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Lucifer

Lucifer came to your room to discuss the upcoming event. While he knocked, you didn't respond, so he opened the door and invited himself in. Lucifer assumed you were not home but wanted to confirm. But the second he saw you fresh out of the shower with only a towel around your body, he froze.

He quickly averted his gaze and somehow managed to maintain his composure. But if you squinted, you could have seen his slightly flushed cheeks.

Lucifer politely excused himself and speed-walked out of your room, but the image of you in a towel lingered in his mind longer than he wanted.

Mammon

Mammon burst into your room without knocking to show you his latest treasure but stopped dead in his tracks. His eyes nearly popped out of their sockets at the breathtaking sight of you.

Mammon stared for a while until he realized he was doing something inappropriate and stuttered a sorry. His cheeks got redder and redder.

As he turned to run out of the room, he nearly ran into the door and lost his balance. But the demon was determined to get away from there before his mind started to create scenes that would cause him discomfort.

Levi

His new figurine had just arrived, and he was excited to show you. But Levi forgot to knock and waltzed right in to find you in a short blue towel. His steps screeched to a halt as he stared at you with a completely blank mind.

His face went beet red when his mind finally registered what he was seeing. Levi squeaked an apology before bolting out of the room.

He spent the rest of the day curled up in his bathtub bed, trying to get the tempting image out of his mind. Now, how was he supposed to face you without automatically mentally seeing you in a towel?

Satan

Satan wanted to tell you about a new cat that he saw in Devildom and show you all the pictures he took; instead, he stood frozen in the doorway with his jaw dropped and eyes wide. His cheeks looked like tomatoes.

He awkwardly cleared his throat, trying to maintain his usual calm demeanor, which was getting harder by the minute. But not as hard as keeping his eyes away from your fairly exposed skin.

Satan offered a polite apology and hurried out of your room. He completely forgot about the new cat and spent the entire day trying to force his mind to not think about you in a towel - out of respect for you, of course.

Asmo

Asmo entered your room to talk about his new modeling project and fan about some cute demons he saw earlier. But he wasn't expecting you to be fresh out of the shower, standing in the middle of your room like you were looking for attention.

He gasped dramatically and covered his eyes with his hands. But a moment later, he parted his center and ring finger to take a peek at you, which you were completely prepared for.

Asmo complimented your appearance before giggling and gracefully leaving. That was a beautiful sight that we would not forget for a LONG time.

Beel

He came to ask if you had any snacks that you were willing to give to him but didn't expect you to look like a snack. Uh, you totally didn't see him licking his lips unintentionally.

Averting his eyes, he blushed furiously, stammered out an apology, and promised to return later. He turned around and practically ran out of your room.

His appetite for food lessened, and Beel suddenly craved something else.

Belphie

Belphie lazily walked into your bedroom to take a nap with you or near you. Due to this sleepy state, he didn't think to knock. ANd he also didn't expect you to be in the middle of the room standing in a towel. Suddenly, he felt wide awake.

He grumbled a half-hearted apology with pink cheeks, before walking out of your room.

Belphie pretended that he hadn't seen anything and used his sleepy state as an excuse. But in reality, the image of you in a towel replayed on a loop in his mind.

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[angelltheninth]

Obey Me Brothers Kink Levels

Pairing: Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, established relationship, kink levels, biting, tail use, power dynamics, aphrodisiacs, office sex, biting, sex toys

A/N: I watched the full OM anime and these guys are such goof balls in it. Of course I'm gonna write something smutty in return.

Lucifer is secretive with his kinky nature. He has to maintain an air of professionalism and pride at all times because there are many who look up to him. The only one he wants to corrupt with his kinky ways is you when he has you bend over over his desk and having you call him Sir while you come on his cock.

Mammon bought a ton of sex toys for the two of you, and some just for himself. Probably the most money he ever spent just on pure pleasure and little else. He looks forward to trying them all, maybe all in one session if your body can take that and if not he can try out the ones he got for himself while you watch.

Leviathan has no problem diving into the kinkier parts of your relationship as long as you're comfortable with it. He's heard how good it can feel so why shouldn't he be the one making you feel good while you bite down on his neck to try any stop your eyes from rolling back. Don't hold back on him now, let him see your face.

Satan needs an outlet for some of his more rough impulses and kinks help with that a great deal and in a healthy way. Always makes sure he can get rough with you, that he is allowed to mark you and bruise you and tell you what to do, to slap your pussy when you're being bad. He's so lucky he found such a masochists to be his lover.

Asmodeus embodies lust and kinks go hand in hand with it. Will only use aphrodisiacs as pleasure enhancers, he doesn't need those for you to go crazy for his cock. Just a few right touches, a few strokes on your clit, he can make you come once and you're already asking to be breed, that's the sheer power of his touch.

Beelzebub will gladly engage in your kinks if you engage in his. He doesn't have that many but cum eating is one of them for sure, especially his cum out of your pussy. When he sees it dripping out he feels both offended and hungry, your pussy should be keeping it in but since it's flowing out he'll gladly eat it all up.

Belphegor is more of a tease then outright kinky. Curious for sure but he doesn't like to be pushed into trying out new things much. If you really express the desire to try something you need to put in the work to convince him and then he'll put in just as much work to make it a good experience for you.

#obey me x reader #lucifer x reader #mammon x reader #leviathan x reader #satan x reader #asmodeus x reader #beelzebub x reader #belphegor x reader #obey me imagines #obey me headcanons #obey me hcs #obey me smut #obey me x you #obey me x female reader #lucifer smut #mammon smut #leviathan smut #satan smut #asmodeus smut #beelzebub smut #belphegor smut

[fridayth13]

Hello! I hope you are well, I have a request, could you do a beelzebub x reader where they are already a couple but some cheerleaders try to attack mc out of jealousy, sorry for being very specific but I love it when beel is protective❤️❤️❤️

protector.

↳ beelzebub × gn!reader

↳ genre: i think fluff | wordcount: 1.1k | warnings: reader is surrounded and cornered by a group of demons that want to eat them, reader is mentioned to have hair, reader curses at some point (fuck), reader and beelzebub are in an established relationship (though the nature of this relationship isn't explicitly said)

↳ notes: HI thank you for the request <3333 it took me a bit longer than i anticipated but it helped me out of my writing slump a lot hddjjshgdh so yeah hope you enjoy <3 feel free to send requests whenever! (and i don't mind specifics at all ^^ it always helps to know what you guys want me to write)

being with beelzebub was far from a rocky experience. if anything, you would almost call it easy.. almost.

make no mistake, beel might possibly have been the sweetest, most reliable demon you've ever met.. maybe even as a person in general. you've found that he was easy to talk to and communicate with throughout the relationship, but there was always a couple of roadblocks along the way the two of you failed to consider. though, really, the more you thought about it, the more it seemed to be an inconvenience than a roadblock.

which led you to now— waiting on a bench outside the fangol stadium for your partner after his big game. the other brothers had offered to wait with you, which you declined, wanting to congratulate beel yourself first.

the inconvenience started in the form of a cheerleader squad exiting the stadium shortly after the brothers left.

as they approached, you caught snippets their lively chatter. of course, they'd be buzzing after winning such a big game. but as you sat on the bench, scrolling through devilgram while you waited, the atmosphere seemed to quiet.

curiously, you raised your eyes toward the group only to find them staring right back at you.

perhaps 'staring back' wasn't the right way to phrase that. they were looking at you, sure, but.. they didn't exactly meet your eyes. they spared weirded out glances with each other in between looking at you. one whispered something to another with a hand over their mouth, and they both failed to hide their snickers.

a weight begun to grow in your chest. you could only raise a brow at their odd behavior, but ultimately decided that it was best to mind your own business.

they didn't seem to think so.

next thing you knew, you saw one of them beginning to approach you in the corner of your eyes.

"hey, you're mc, right?" they called out, their voice so sweet that your tongue seemed bitter.

you raised your eyes to theirs, trying to refrain from looking too uncomfortable. their multi-colored eyes— a marbled amalgamation of magenta and periwinkle— regarded you coldly, as opposed to their award-winning, sharp-toothed smile.

you settled for a nod. "that's me."

somewhere in this short exchange, the rest of the cheerleader entourage had come closer. one of them sat down next to you and flipped their long black hair; practically an entire tapestry falling over their shoulders.

"wow, being able to get up close and personal with those brothers must be such a dream." they gushed.

the first one took a step closer, fangs glinting in the moonlight. "yeah! isn't it, mc?"

"well—"

they didn't wait for you to finish. a third demon sat on your other side, getting far too close for your liking. they merely giggled as you stiffened.

"guys, look how they're freezing up! how cute.."

"relax, mc.." the black-haired cheerleader grinned. "it's not like we're going to eat you or anything, right?"

"of course, buut... just look at how adorable they are though! and i could just gobble them up in an instant!"

chills raced down your spine when one of them leaned into your neck and sniffed you.

"they smell so good too."

"i-i should go—"

before you could move to get up, hands grabbed you by the back of your shirt, claws lightly grazing the skin there.

"mc!" the first to approach you pouted innocently at you, crouching in front of you as the other two held you down by whatever they could— your wrists, your clothes, your hair. "we're still talking to you.."

the rest of the cheer squad seemed content to watch, gleeful chortles and whispers passing between them. the hushed mockery only added to the suffocated feeling brimming inside of you. you yanked on your arms, kicked your feet, whatever you could to get out. but with their strength and numbers, you found yourself sorely outmatched.

the one on your left with black hair— the one that sniffed your neck— leaned in again, resting their chin on your shoulder, practically drinking in the panic growing on your features.

"you know what else you smell like, human?" they whispered. "lord beelzebub."

the one seated at your right nodded fervently. "yeah, see, we can't have that."

"what." you huffed incredulously, attempting to get out of their grip once more. "that's why you're.. ugh, what the fuck."

"don't worry about it too much, mc." the first cheerleader smiled, looking almost apologetic. "it's really simple actually! we've been here far longer than you. centuries longer. and we just don't think it's fair that some human gets to appear out of nowhere and ruin all our hard work trying to impress lord beelzebub."

"doesn't help that your soul is irresistible either."

"ha, that too. yeah."

you pushed yourself forward, trying to use your body weight as momentum, only to end up off-balance and laughed at.

a hiss passed your gritted teeth as you looked up. but then you were greeted with a blur of orange moving behind the cheer squad crowded around you. soon after, a cry sounded off from one of them, making the ones closest to you drop you in a panic. your cheek stung from contact with the pavement.

"lord beelzebub!"

your head snapped up at the exclamation.

and there he was, black horns curling around his head, grey-tinted wings twitching and flapping irregularly behind him. his lips pulled back into a feral snarl. you sometimes forgot how intimidating your partner could be when he wanted to. but now, as he gruffly pushed his way past the cheerleaders and towards you, you couldn't help the delicate flutter of your heart in your chest. the angry fire stoking in his eyes seemed to dim just a bit as he gave you a short glance.

beelzebub looked back at the group, and you noticed the slight tremble in his fists.

"leave." he growled. short and snappy. undeniably angry. but it was only a warning, and they knew it too.

beel didn't even stop to watch them leave before turning around to help you up. instantly, his gaze softened. not an ounce of his previous anger reflected on his face as he looked you over.

"are you alright?" he asked, one of his hands finding yours. the other brushed against the scrape on your cheek. "did they hurt you anywhere else?"

"i'm okay, beel." you smiled, heart swelling at his behavior. "thank you for helping me out there."

his brow furrowed slightly. "of course, i did. i just wish i got here faster.. sorry."

"no, no," you shook your head. you squeezed his hand before intertwining your fingers. "none of that, beel. you saved me, okay? you didn't do anything wrong. thank you. so much."

beel hesitated, but relented with a nod. "alright. are you sure you're okay?"

"yes, i'm okay." you said, before grinning brightly at him. "congratulations on your game, by the way."

that got a chuckle out of him. he smiled, affection for you practically overflowing out of him.

"thanks. let's go join the others."

dividers by @clutteredfun

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[daytaker]

The Gang React to You Ignoring Them

Lucifer

"How childish. They'll have forgotten by the end of the day."

By the end of the day, however, Lucifer has reached his fucking limit. But his pride will not only prevent him from begging you to knock it off-- it will prevent him from even acknowledging in your presence that he is remotely bothered.

He probably goes to vent to Diavolo -- that is to say, visit him for tea and offhandedly comment about your immaturity for pulling such a stunt, knowing that he'll just contact you and beg for him.

Mammon

"Oh no you don't! MC! MC! MC! MC! MC! Hey! MC! MC! Hey! MC!"

He will follow you wherever you go. At first he thinks he's hilarious, being an absolute pain in the ass, but the longer it goes on, the more dejected he gets. His energy level tanks and soon he's just lying on top of the nearest piece of furniture and whining for you to stop it.

If you manage to get him off of you long enough to escape him, he will just text you.

Mammon: MC Mammon: MC Mammon: Hey MC Mammon: Hey Mammon: MC

If you block him, he will just text someone else until that person becomes so annoyed that THEY beg you to stop.

When you finally give in, he pretends like he didn't even care that much. It was just a little joke between pals, right? Haha!

Leviathan

"So this is how easy it is for you to just toss me aside like a piece of garbage."

Levi will take this extremely personally. Depending on why you're ignoring him, he might blame himself and enter a spiral of self-hate. He'll hole up in his room, refusing to leave until you finally come in and either apologize or forgive him, whichever is appropriate.

He'll spend a few moody minutes acting like it's too late for that, but soon he'll be on the verge of tears, making you to swear on a copy of The Tale of the Seven Lords that you will never pull that kind of thing again.

Satan

"Really? Is this what it's come to? You understand how pathetic this makes you look, don't you?"

Like Lucifer, he won't be too bothered at first, assuming you'll get over things relatively soon. But if nothing has changed within an hour or two, he'll start to get testy. He'll send a text, sit in the same room as you and stare a hole through your head, and if you're still ignoring him after a while of that, he'll storm up to his room.

Depending on how emotionally charged the incident was that led to you ignoring him, he will be more or less capable of fending off an explosion of temper. Most likely, any acknowledgement you toss his way will ease the tension, so it might be a good idea to just shoot him a text asking him not to destroy the house, please.

Asmodeus

"But it's impossible to ignore me! You can't look away from a face like mine! See?"

I don't think you can ignore Asmo. Being the literal Avatar of Lust with powers to charm and an intense need to be admired and adored, he simply exudes an aura that demands attention. You should probably come up with a different strategy of attack.

Beelzebub

"...Are you mad at me?"

Why would you do that to him? How could you be so cruel?

If you did do it, it would probably confuse and sadden him. Confusion and sorrow both make him feel hungry, so he will go ahead and start eating his feelings within an hour of the silent treatment. Even if you're content to allow this to continue, the other six demons in the house aren't, and you will ultimately have no choice but to make up with Beel.

Belphegor

belphie.exe has stopped responding

Considering you'd already forgiven him for the whole murder thing, he can't comprehend how you've become so mad at him that you'd go so far as to give him the cold shoulder. He won't know how to respond at first, but he will quickly become an angry, sulky ball curled up under the blankets on his bed. If it takes more than a few hours for you to come crawling back to him, things will start to change. Belphie will return to the common areas of the house, acting mostly the same as usual, and he will not spare you a second glance. Even if you stop ignoring him, well, two can play this game, and Belphie is absolutely petty enough to drag this one out.

After a day or two of you trying to talk to him, he'll relent. He'll feel kind of guilty, having worked through most of his anger while ignoring you. He'll probably text you a lot for the next day or two, just to ease some of his anxieties.

Diavolo

"I don't understand."

You can't do that. That's illegal. Next character.

Barbatos

"Hehe. What a troublemaker."

Barbatos likes it when you ignore him sometimes.

Barbatos will not change his behavior at all, ever. You could spend the rest of your life ignoring him, and he would simply accept it as one of those unfortunate circumstances life sometimes throws his way. He would prefer it if things didn't go down that way, though. Basically, he'll let you come to him whenever you've gotten over whatever it is you're upset about. What a king.

Solomon

"Hmm? Are you sure that's a good idea?"

Solomon will act pretty much the same as usual around you too. He'll point out that you're ignoring him to whoever else happens to be around and bemoan the situation, but he won't actively appeal to you. Instead, he'll orchestrate a scenario that traps you in a situation where he is the only person you can go to for help. As soon as you do that, he'll act as if nothing ever happened. If you resume the silent treatment, well, he can always come up with another scenario.

Are you still sure it's a good idea?

Simeon

"I didn't realize you were so upset. I'm sorry (that/if) I hurt you."

Simeon will either immediately understand why you are doing this, in which case he will apologize (using "that") or he will have absolutely no idea what's going on, and he'll still apologize (using "if") to be on the safe side.

If you don't show any signs of breaking, he'll enlist Luke's help to make you an apology dessert of some sort. And how can you stay mad at him when he's offering you angel food cake with such a sad expression?

Luke

😧😠😣🥺😢

Wh- Whaaa...?! How dare you ignore him! That's so mean! It must be all the demonic influences rubbing off on you! Stop it! Stop it or he's going to tell Simeon!

And then he'll go and tell Simeon. Simeon will probably tell him to just wait until you've calmed down. If he thinks you're being unreasonable, though, he'll probably have a talk with you himself. Really? Pulling the silent treatment on an actual child? Sure, he's a millennium old, but he's still a child.

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[aestrayla]

cherries or peaches? ft. obey me! brothers

summary: do they prefer ass or boobs? ft. obey me! brothers x f!reader

cw: highly suggestive, mdni, fluff??, pet names (darling, sweetheart), fondling, groping, MY HUMOUR..

word count: 1.5k

a/n: sorry for some of them being so short, it was actually kind of challenging trying to elaborate on the ideas rather than just plainly stating them out as they are, but i hope u still enjoy them just as much as i enjoyed writing them ^^ also, don't mind my shitty humour in the last two + i haven’t written for most of these characters before so they might sound off idk??

at first, it was hard to tell whether lucifer preferred ass or boobs.

he would always reply to you with a, "i prefer them both, equally," or a, "why should i choose when i can like them both?"

it drove you crazy because you clearly asked him to choose either one or the other. he was always dodging the question and at some point, you even got the brothers in on this, some bets were made too.

"it's obvious he likes ass more, have you seen the way he looks at y/n when they're wearing that skirt he bought for them?"

"nah he totally like boobs more, he can't keep his eyes off ‘em whenever they're wearin' a tight shirt!"

soon you started to take these signs into account, wearing much more revealing things to try and catch a reaction out of him, but to your demise, he never seemed to crack.

after weeks of bet-making and skin-revealing lucifer had finally had enough. the two of you were both lying in bed, facing one another while his arms were wrapped around your waist.

"y/n," he whispered.

"mhm?" you hummed in response.

"isn't it obvious i like these better?"

he pulled himself closer to you as his face buried against your chest. oh you thought. he had always found comfort sleeping against you like this, his head stuffed between your boobs while his arms wrapped around you tightly, that it became natural and you had almost forgot he did it.

"shit— you should've told me earlier! now we've all lost our bets to mammon!" you whined.

you could hear his muffled chuckles vibrate against your body as you wrapped your arms around his head, squeezing him closer.

mammon is 100% an ass-loving guy, no questions asked.

with mammon, no matter what you're doing, what you're wearing, where you are, or who you're with, he just loves touching you all the damn time.

whether you're walking through the halls of RAD to your next class or taking a stroll through the devildom while window shopping, he won't hesitate to sneak his hands up your skirt to feel your plump ass.

"mammon stop, we're in public!" you glare as you swat his hands away.

"’m sorry can't help it, just gotta have my hands all over ya!"

oh well, maybe next time he’d be lucky enough to sneak his hands further down your skirt and— who knows, you might just find yourself begging him for more.

and if it's just the two of you in your own company, you'll always find that his hands like to slip past the waistband of your panties just to lay onto your cheeks, rubbing and squeezing at the plump flesh. always smiling in delight as you squirm under his carnal touch.

as much as you like to complain, he always swears that "it's just comfortable!" or "my hands were just cold!"

there is no doubt in my mind that leviathan wouldn't be on team cherries.

he always lets you sit on his lap whenever he's grinding a video game or on an anime-watching marathon. a recent occurrence you've taken note of is that, almost as if it's a reflex, he'll always end up having a hand or two resting on your boobs, casually squeezing at it as if he owns the thing.

"you must be real comfortable there, levi." you teased, motioning to where his hand laid.

"huh— OH! um, I-I'M SORRY I DIDN'T MEAN TO!" he shot his hands up in defense. "it's just really soft… and warm... I'm sorry y/n." his face was bright red.

"it's fine, i was just teasing you, silly!"

there was also a time where you scolded levi for owning one of those mouse pads where ruri-chan’s the characters boobs would be squishy.

in desperate need to make it up to you, he custom ordered a version with you on it, only because he swears out of all his waifus, you're his absolute favourite.

it was a rainy night, and in the comfort of the library beside a crackling fireplace, you were messing around on your d.d.d while satan was next to you, reading what you assumed to be a mystery book.

"hey satan?" you put your d.d.d down for a moment, turning to look at him.

"hm?" he hummed, while keeping his eyes glued to the page.

"do you prefer ass or boobs?"

he pauses to look up at you and closes his book, placing it beside him, all while sighing.

"what does it look like i prefer?" he deadpans.

you break his eye contact as you look down to see his left hand buried under your sweater, which was fondling with your boob this entire time.

"so... boobs?"

he replies while picking his book up again, "yes darling, don't ask such foolish questions."

asmo loves boobs. your boobs to be specific.

don't blame him, your boobs are just so pretty and he loves pretty things.

the way they sit when you're wearing a low-cut garment, or the way they shine when you're having a bubble bath together. he loves it all.

as you know, asmo loves pampering you and surprises you with random gifts whenever he finds something that he'd love to see you in.

one night as he's doing your hair after a bath, he suddenly remembers something and stands to walk to his closet.

"the other day when i was shopping at majolish, i found this super pretty bra i thought you'd look just gorgeous in!" he approaches you with a box wrapped neatly with a ribbon.

as you open the box, you set your eyes on a beautiful red laced bra.

"are you sure i'd look good in this?"

"you look perfect in everything sweetheart, you know i’d never lie about that."

he's always buying you pretty things to wear, and trust me when i say, this definitely isn’t the first bra he's ever gotten you.

beel could not care less about choosing between your ass or boobs. they're both squishy and feel nice in his hands so it didn't really matter to him. well, not until today.

getting up from the edge of the bed and turning your heel to face him, you asked, "did you know a new cafe opened up in the devildom recently?"

"really? what food do they sell there?" he asked, his eyes looked as if there were stars in them.

"well apparently their cakes are a specialty, they're pretty popular for it."

"cake?" he drooled, "i love cake! hey we should go to the cafe right now, i'm starving." he sat up from the edge of the bed, drooling like a puppy dog.

little did he know, you decided to be a little jokester today.

"oh you're starving right now? then here," you turn around, bending over.

"what are you doing y/n?"

you turn your head back to look at his confused expression, "you said you were starving right? the cake's right here," you pointed to your ass.

he stares at you for a moment. then at your ass. then back at you again.

"so there's no cafe, is there?" he wipes his drool away with the back of his hand.

"nope. but there sure is cake," you smile cheekily while shuffling closer.

he sighs while grabbing ahold of your thighs, dragging you just inches away from his lips, "you're lucky i like this kind of cake too."

as long as he can sleep on them, belphie will like them no matter what. so when it comes to choosing between your ass or boobs, it can be a hard decision just to choose one.

belphie's "sleepability" criteria is: soft, warm and comfortable; and your boobs and ass were equal competition.

he sighs, "if i have to choose one over the other, i'd rather sleep on your ass all day" his reasoning being because your ass has more of an "even surface" compared to your boobs.

if you're ever just lounging around the house of lamentation, on your stomach specifically, within seconds you'll feel belphie's arms wrap around your legs while he lays his head onto you.

its crazy how instantly he falls asleep on you. he'd stay like that forever if you didn't have to get up to pee or because your legs fall numb.

"c'mon belphie, i needa pee so bad!" you squirm.

"mmmphh," he grumbles, half-asleep, while hugging onto your legs even tighter.

"hurry up or i'll fart on your face!" you threaten him jokingly.

"OKAY, OKAY!" he shoots up from his position and is scrambling to the edge of the bed. you laugh in response because it works every time.

"and i was having a good dream too!" he scowled, while rubbing his left eye from sleep.

lmk if u guys want a part two ft. the datables!

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