#obey me smut headcanons

[cosmicstarlatte]

Taking His Virginity (Obey Me!)

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You take his virginity. How does he react?

minors/ageless/blank blogs dni or get blocked :c

»Characters: Lucifer, Mammon, Levi, Beel, Dia

»Tags: ⚠️ 🔞 NSFW (18+), GN Reader/MC, Clingy-ness, Fluffy and smutty, Mentions of blood, biting, scratching, Rough, Manhandling(?)

»Notes: I will leave this here though, cya guys whenever! Super excited for Nightbringer tomorrow!

Lucifer:

"It's the last part left of my...angelic...side."

The thought of him getting that intimate with someone was...unnerving. That was the last part of him he had left that was in his control. He never cared if someone had found out about it, but due to how private he was, it never came up. And rumors always seemed to think otherwise. Over the years, he had entertained the thought of just getting it over with, but ultimately decided to just wait until he felt comfortable enough with someone. Someone worthy.

~~~

Lucifer underestimated the act of sex. He could not get through foreplay in his human form, he shifted into demon form and you let him know it was okay. He tried to stay quiet but groans/grunts escaped his lips. He was eager, his wings wouldn't stop flapping, which made for an interesting time but you both had fun. One night was just not enough, he could not get enough of you! He asked for the next day off (on short notice!? first time for everything!!) and kept fucking you until he was satisfied. Believe it or not, Lucifer was clingy/possessive the next few days. The intimacy got to him. ♡

Mammon:

"Look I was just nervous...I never felt comfortable with anyone gettin' that close to me, y'know? Maybe it's celestial brain or somethin'. "

He knows he doesn't seem the type after so long in the Devildom, but it's true. Yes he's lied about it. Yes it's draining fighting off interested demons/monsters...and it's scary and annoying. He was gonna do it whenever he felt like it. Whenever he was ready.

~~~

Oh he was in love, in bliss. He was vocal. Mammon was letting you know exactly how much he was enjoying it. His nails did accidentally dig deep into you and you bled a little, but you assured him it was okay, it was an accident. He came quickly at first and was embarrassed but you were patient and assured him it was normal. He definitely cried after everything and you soothed him. The night was filled with a lot of cuddles and kisses. He was fragile and clingy the next few days. You made sure to give him all the hugs and kisses he wanted. "Thank you for being my first." ♡

Levi:

"Are you even surprised? Who would want me?"

Of course he's wanted to do it. He might've considered hiring a succubus. But it's so scary and annoying getting to know people. And seriously he's so disgusting who would even...?

He hoped if it did happen one day, it'd be with someone special. He hoped they would accept all of him and his love. All of it.

~~~

Levi was fucking loud. The otaku could not stop moaning. He could not stop his desperate high pitched whining. It was hot. The way his hips eagerly thrust to meet you was too damn cute. "Oh? Letting your brothers know exactly what's going on? They must be so jealous." He came very easily after that. His tail would not stop swishing around. You made sure to continue riding the fuck out of him as he came, he screamed and was a (not so) pure mess. The overstimulation was too much for him but he loved it anyway. He was very addicted to you for the next few days.♡ Everyone in HOL was over it though.

Beel:

"I don't know, it just never happened?"

He's had urges but normally took care of them by himself. He just never really connected with anyone enough to do it. He was a simple man, jerk it and go on with the day. When he found you though, he definitely noticed the urges get much stronger. His hand was not enough anymore.

~~~

He was...rough. He didn't mean to! But his primal side really came out. You just looked so good, so inviting. As soon as he buried himself in you he had. To. Ruin. You. He definitely groaned a lot and might've drooled a little. Its just the way his sensitive cock dragged against your walls for the first time was too delicious. He apologized for the bites, he made sure to give them extra soft kisses. Clean up took a while...he came a lot.

"Can we do it again? ♡"

Diavolo:

"Mm...I don't have a lot of people I trust. But you?...I do."

It was already hard making real friends, let alone a romantic partner. Trust and honesty were at the top of his list. He had to make sure his first time was with someone he could trust, who treated him like any other person. This demon only ever wanted real love.

~~~

Diavolo was actually super shy and nervous. To be fair, it was his first time, and with a human at that. Undressing him was…really cute. You were delicate with the giant demon. That only really lasted a few minutes though. Once things got really hot and heavy and he finally dipped his cock into you, he took over. He was vocal and let you know how good you felt around him. The prince tossed you around effortlessly and pounded the fuck out of you for two days...and it was all love. Barbatos was not happy about canceling meetings and moving stuff around. Diavolo was clingy for a few days and you showered him with extra love.

"Thank you for seeing me for me."

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[jemjams02]

Mammon Relationship Stuff :p

no gender/genitals mentioned! contains NSFW

thank u anon for making me remember I have free will and can gnaw at my enclosure while Mammon stands on the other side of the bars, visibly afraid

Mammon constantly has his hands on you. He HAS to be touching you; a hand on the hip, arm around the shoulders, hand in the back pocket, etc. If it's not his hands, it's his whole body, he'll press against you just to feel you there

Speaking of hands, Mammon's are pretty! Perfectly manicured, and with many rings on his fingers. He often gives you one of his rings to wear! An innocent gesture in your eyes, but to him, it's just practice for when he gives you your own special ring (wink wink)

He can't say no to you. You don't even have to give him any puppy-dog eyes, he'll do pretty much anything the first time you ask! He's absolutely whipped for you, and would kill someone if you asked.

If he could, he would whisk you away to a secluded place forever. He wants you all to himself! He can't help his greed, ESPECIALLY when it comes to you. Anything you're willing to give him, he'll take and take, and sometimes he just wishes you could give him and only him your attention.

Not a sharer, and will consistently invite himself to your plans (especially the ones with his brothers). He has to make sure nobody tries to steal you away!

NSFW

Sex with Mammon happens almost every night, he honestly doesn't sleep very well without you bouncing on his cock for at least an hour before bed

Desperate to make you cum, whether it's in his mouth/on his face, on his cock, or inside him. He needs it, he's greedy for your pleasure, and sometimes will ignore his own hard-on to work your sex until you're crying and begging for him to fuck you properly

LOVES having you sit pretty on his cock! He loves using his demonic strength to push and pull you up and down his shaft; sometimes slow and teasing, and sometimes he bounces you on his cock with reckless abandon, loving the way you writhe and shake in his grip at his merciless pace.

LOUD LOUD LOUD this man cannot shut up once he's got you in his bed. If he's not yapping, he's moaning like a bitch in heat. You just feel so good!!! Constant streams of praise and compliments fall from his lips as you squeeze around him just right

Master of aftercare, he just needs a second to breathe. If you're up for it, he'll run a bath and soak with you for a while as he uses a warm washcloth on your more sensitive areas

Biter, absolutely a menace. Since Mammon made you his, you don't walk around without a few dozen marks on your body at any given time, it looks like you were attacked by a pack of wild dogs

Likes dressing you up all pretty for him, only to tear whatever cute lingerie/underwear he bought you to shreds. Likes seeing makeup get ruined by your tears as he makes you cum for the upteenth time, and he WILL have you wear jewelry (and only jewelry), his favorite color on you is gold, obviously

LOVES cumming inside, it fills him with a sense of satisfaction to see his cum filling you. He's claimed you, inside and out,

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[thedevilspearl]

awkward moments during sex — older brothers

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

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

𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐑

“ah! luci—”

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

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

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

although, the piece of art you’re creating with your body is just as impressive. you have every bit down to the nail. the desperate cries of his name, the trembling of your limbs, the delicate arching of your back.

there’s no way he’d be able to tell you’re faking it, right?

when lucifer proposed a request to play some music during sex, you had no qualms. it actually seemed like a good idea to spice things up in the most lucifer way possible. but you learned the hard way that classical music is the biggest turn off ever.

for you, at least. lucifer seems to be enjoying it.

you’d much rather hear your own voice than the music so with every thrust, you squeal a little louder than before with hope that he would pay more attention to your high–pitched whines than the soft tinkles of piano keys.

“oh, god, lucifer! it feel so good!”

faking an orgasm with luci is the last thing you imagined yourself doing but, in all honesty, you don’t have the heart to tell him to switch off the music. he was so excited to try this; he’s having the time of his life and you play your part to make him feel even better.

he’s close, head buried in the nook of your neck pressing chaste kisses along your skin. rutting slowly, he drags his cock in and out, engraving himself on the walls of your pussy. the dark–haired man finally lifts his head, bringing his lips to yours before inspecting your face.

“mmh, don’t stop, luci…”

but that’s exactly what he does.

“mc, is something the matter?”

“hm?”

holding himself up on shaky elbows, he brushes the hair away from your face and kisses your cheek. “you sound different tonight. what is it?”

“it’s nothing, luci.”

“it’s certainly something, mc. tell me.”

you bite your lip, breathing in his scent. you don’t want to hurt his feelings by telling him, but he seems to have figured it out already. you should have known better than to deceive the man above you, and your silence is telling.

 “are you perhaps… faking?” he asks.

“i’m sorry. i—i didn’t want you to stop.”

“mc, you should always tell me when to stop.” he chides you, but the tenderness he holds in his gaze warms you from the inside.

“i know, but… you were enjoying the music—”

“the music?”

“y—yeah,” you stutter. “i’m not really feeling the music.”

he sighs embarrassedly, dropping his head into your neck once again before chuckling. his whole body rocks against you with awkward laughter and you can’t help but join in.

“mc, you’re pleasure is far more precious to me than music. do you want to continue if i turn it off?”

you pout your lips in thought. “i think i spoiled the mood, luci.”

“nonsense,” his lips turn upwards and he places a kiss to your forehead while slipping you into his arms. “we can always cuddle, can we not?”

𝐌𝐀𝐌𝐌𝐎𝐍

the atmosphere in mammon’s room is usually quite lax — there’s very rarely a need for you to feel tense when you’re with mammon but tonight is different. laid over his lap, his large hand caresses the burning skin of your ass before giving a tight squeeze.

“mammon,” you whine with teary eyes. “please! want you so bad…”

“don’t be so needy,” he smirks and you whine louder because mammon is the last person who should be teasing you about neediness. “i’m having some quality time with your pretty ass.”

he gives your reddened cheeks another quick tap, not as harsh as the previous ones but more remiss. he loosens up a little, allowing your scent to ease his mind and you, too, relax as he massages your throbbing cheeks. you exhale deeply, with a hum escaping your lips as the white–haired demon embraces you.

mammon isn’t one to often punish your body like this but he had a stressful day and you offered for him to take his frustrations out on you. but for now, it seems his burdens are long forgotten because the dark look in his eyes is taken up by his all–familiar starved gaze, like he’s ready to pounce on you at the first sign of movement.

you move in unison; his hands fly to your hips as he scoots up the bed, resting his back on the headboard while you settle above him.

“c’mon, princess. how about ya ride my dick?” mammon suggest with a wink. his cockiness sends a current through your body, reaching every inch of you and igniting fire in you.

“i like the sound of that,” you straddle him, your warm thighs pressing onto his. lining his cock to your entrance, you trace his tip up and down your slit before pushing it through your sopping hole. “fuck…”

mammon moans into your mouth, tongues intertwining in dance you know all to well. he breathes in little gasps and hisses when you drop yourself of him little by little until his raging cock is completely enveloped in your soft, velvety warmth.

it doesn’t take long for you to find a near impossible rhythm, fucking him faster than you’ve ever done anything. you slam your hips down and bounce with all your might, face contorted with the promise of ascending to somewhere only bliss is known. “fuck, i’m so close, ma—”

“mammon! did you take my new figure again?” levi barges into the room, refusing to tear his eyes away from the device in his hand to notice you both naked. your mouth opens to scream at him when asmo enters the room not a second later.

“mc,” he sings. “i thought i’d find you in here. let’s go shopping!”

“i’m a little busy,” you say through gritted teeth, seething with annoyance as your orgasm slips from your grasp. the two brothers finally look up and register the position you and mammon are in.

you think thhis would be the end but more of the brothers enter. all the while, mammon’s cock is buried to the hilt of your pussy.

“hey, have you guys seen mc?” belphie mumbles.

“we’ve been looking for ages. oh, mc… here you are.” beel’s eyes grow wide as they rake over the sight before him.

your entire body turns hot with embarrassment, frozen from the fear of moving or else they’ll see more than what they what can.

“can you at least turn away?” you grumble, dipping your head into mammon’s shoulder, and he barks them, too.

“or maybe, you know, get the fuck out of my room!”

“that’s no way to talk to your brothers.” lucifer’s disappointed voice echoes and he freezes upon entering, seeing what he stumbled upon. the final straw is satan peeking over the shoulder of his eldest brother.

“you guys didn’t tell me there was a watching party.”

“because there isn’t!” you yell, yanking the pillows from underneath mammon and launching them at the brothers. “get out!”

𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍

“fuck, levi,” you moan, grinding your hips over his. “your cocks are so fucking good!”

“mmh,” he hums along; he’s lost far too deeply in your body. it’s a haven for him, one filled with bliss only. one that he never wants to return from.

levi needs to think again before choosing video games over you. he’s a fool to have ever considered the former to be greater than the latter.

no, not when you can show him just how incredible this feeling is. from now on, he will never choose anything other than you, his one and only player.

the symphony of your moans and whines combined fill the room, and nothing cuts through the lustful noises until a playfully tuned ping sounds from behind you. levi stirs in his heavenly trance, but you take his lips in yours, not allowing his computer to distract him.

after all, tonight was all about giving you some well deserved time since he’s so obsessed with his video games. leaning down, you wrap your lips around his nipple, swirling circles around it and relishing in the way his body arches up into you.

his cocks twitch inside of you; you’re full to the brim in both holes and you’ve never felt so good. this degree of pleasure confounds you — there’s no way both you and levi could possibly feel so godly in this world. you're convinced you both died and went to heaven for that is the only realm such pleasure could exist in.

but you’re slowly brought back to reality again when levi’s computer chimes a second time. then a third.

“fuck!” levi jolts into an upright position. “i forgot about the raid!”

“what raid-ah!” you yelp as he jumps to his feet, arms securing you on his waist and you frustratedly wrap your legs around him, ensuring you don’t feel the loss of him inside you.

he plonks down in his gaming chair with you in his lap. wincing from your knees digging into the arm rests, you shift into a more comfortable position before realising levi’s eyes are no longer on you but on the lit up screen behind you. and his hands have left your soft skin, now clicking away on his mouse and keyboard while muttering to himself.

“seriously?! levi, you promised it would just be us tonight!”

“i’m sorry! give me five minutes and we can pick up where we left off.”

scoffing, you send him a deathly glare which goes completely unnoticed as his attention is completely and wholly on the stupid raid. his gaming addiction had proven too strong for you to compete with given that he let it interrupt sex with you. he’s a lost cause now.

“forget it,” you sigh, climbing from his lap but he hisses when the warmth from your pussy and ass escape him.

slender fingers find you immediately, gripping you so you can’t escape. he takes little to no time in placing you on his desk, the raid forgotten in an instant as he slips his cocks back inside of you with desperation.

“i’m sorry,” he groans and presses his hips flush, and your head falls back after finding a new pleasure in this position. a gasp escapes you as he shifts into his demon form and his tail slithers around your waist, locking you in place against him. “don’t go.... please.”

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[he-calls-me-kitten]

Caught Wet-Handed (1)

Power bottom! MC x Obey me! Characters

MC walks in on the boys masturbating to them. Minor babies please DNI.

Taglist: @itsmeninerz @my-perfect-machine

Intro

Lucifer

His eyes widen and then narrow again. He can't tell if you're mocking him or really offering to relieve him. He stares at you for a while as if daring you to do as you please.

"I'm not kidding, if that's what you think" You smile and walk in slowly. "Now unzip if you want help. Oh come on, get over your pride. I already heard you say my name."

His jaw clenched as his hands moved towards his waist band. His unzipped himself, let himself spring free. His face didn't show it, but he really was excited about your presence.

"Oh I'm glad to see you too. Now sit on the table for me will you, Lucifer?"

"...What for?"

"I'm too tired from school to be on my knees. So I'll sit in your chair instead. So come, hop off." You smirked.

Lucifer's body obeyed your command without a word. He blushed deeply as he sat there, looking down at you, leaning back comfortably on his chair.

"This is a very comfy chair. No wonder you can fall asleep working in this thing." You pretended to forget what you were here for, perusing through random things on his table. You enjoyed watching his dick twitch in annoyance and anticipation.

"MC, how much longer are you planning to make me wait?" Lucifer impatiently grips your hand. How badly he wanted to shive himself inside you. He wanted to fuck this cockiness out of you.

"Just waiting for you to do exactly that." You grinned. "Now use my hand to finish what you started. That's a command."

Lucifer's hand immediately made yours grip his length and started stroking. "You little...oh fuck...MC, your hand it's..."

Just your mere touch and the way you eyed him - all of it was too much. He could barely hold himself in. "I see you prefer my hand much more, Lucifer."

"Come here, MC." He glared and covered your mouth and let himself cum all over your clothes. "Can't give commands when you can't speak can you?"

You giggled under his palm. Uh oh. He undid his tie and stuffed a part of it in your mouth.

"Your turn, MC. Let me relieve you this time."

Mammon

"MC, why...why are ya here!? I wasn't doing anything! Ouch!" Mammon jumped back so hard his head hit his car window.

"Well I came here because I forgot some books in your car." You smiled, holding the car door open. "I didn't know this is what you do in here, Mammon. Does Lucifer know this is why you send your car for washing so often?"

Mammon shook his head, pulling you inside the car, afraid his brothers might hear you. "Please ya can't tell him about this!"

"Okay okay. I won't tell him." You assure him, grinning at his embarrassed face. "Only on one condition though."

"What? What is it? I'll do anything but I don't got any Grimm left to give ya, so anything but that!" Mammon says sheepishly. His face hasn't stopped being red still. And you were about to make it worse.

"You were calling out my name, weren't you?" You inch closer to him. "I want to know what you were imagining. As detailed as possible please."

"No way! Are ya crazy, human?! I can't do that!" Mammon was completely shaken up. "How could ya even say that!?"

"Well then I wonder how he'll take the news of his brother jerking off to Diavolo's esteemed exchange student." You shrugged and opened the door again.

"Fuck. No!" Mammon reached ahead and closed the door again. "Okay okay... I'll tell... I'll tell ya."

You nodded and rested your face on your palm, waiting for him to speak. Damnit do you have to look at him with your full attention too?

Mammon shook his head and started. "So you were here...in the car with me."

"Just sitting next to you? That's hardly enough to get you that turned on."

"On my lap. You were...on my lap. And I was kissing ya and touching ya...and usual st-stuff like that."

You promptly sat on his lap, facing him. You took his arms and put them around your waist. "Like this? Or closer?"

"...Closer." Mammon whispered. His voice had turned husky. The proximity was doing a number on him.

"Like this?" Your lips ghosted over his. Mammon's hands grabbed your hips, groping and grinding against you in a daze.

"Closer. Closer, MC..." Mammon breathed. You smirked. "Do it yourself. You want to be my real first don't you?"

"Ugh, I can't take this." He growled and grabbed the lever next to the seat, making the seat fall back completely. He didn't care that you left his room door wide open. He didn't care that someone could walk in. All he cared about was fucking you right there and then.

Leviathan

"MC! You're supposed to knock! Why-why would you barge in like this?!" Levi sat in his tub mortified, his dick still half-stuffed in his little cum toy.

"You're using that sorry little thing as a substitute for me?" You smirked and locked the door behind you.

Levi blushed deep red, burying his head towards his chest, trying to hide his excitement with the nearest blanket he could find.

"What else was I supposed to do..." He mumbled under his breath.

"What's that I didn't hear you?" You walked closer to the tub.

"What else was I supposed to do?!! Call you here instead and- M-MC what the hell are you doing?!" His head snapped up to look at you.

You stood there only in your top and panties. When the hell did you take off your shorts!!? Are you trying to kill him?! Levi felt his face burning, minutes away from bursting.

"Use me instead, why don't you?" You stepped inside the tub and sat down. You wet your fingers in your mouth and let them graze up and down his erection. Levi's hands and dick twitched with temptation.

"I can't! I can't do that! I'm too dirty! I-I can't even, why would you even say that!?" Levi muttered, covering his erection between his hands.

"You clearly want it. Else you won't be whimpering my name, humping this sorry excuse of a toy would you?" You snake your hand between his trembling ones and grip him tight, making him yelp. "I'll ask you once last time Levi, do you want the real thing or not?"

Levi didn't say a word. He hid his eyes and silently removed his hands. You saw his body relax, resigning control of himself to you.

You smiled as you let your tongue graze his tip. He threw his head back immediately. And by the time you took him in entirely, his entire body felt overwhelmed. His hands grabbed the back of your head by instinct.

The toy doesn't compare...at all...oh fuck, how could he go back to using that after this?! MC...MC....

That's all he could think of. You. He bucked his hips shamelessly now, panting and whimpering loud. His tail lashed out and coiled around you, to trap you in place. He couldn't bother hiding his voice, he was filling up with too much pleasure to care.

Satan

Satan froze in place. He had never felt this humiliated before. That too infront of you. He thought the pile of books before him would hide him well, but how was he going to explain his dishevelled state and moans?

And you were clearly not dumb. From the way you were smirking and leaning on the way with your arms crossed, he clenched his jaw.

"Is the book really that good?" You walked towards him. "That you couldn't wait till you got to your room?"

He didn't really know what to say. "Aren't you supposed to knock when you come in?"

"Oh I'm sorry Satan, I didn't know knocking was necessary in public places." You clicked your tongue. "Study rooms in the library are meant for studying afterall."

"...." Clearly he was in the wrong here. There's no way he could retort. "MC, I-"

"If you want to do private things like this here, I would suggest locking the door entirely like I did." You pointed and smirked, before you sat down on his lap.

"M-MC?! What are you-oh fuck!" He almost jumped in his seat as you positioned yourself just right on his already excited length.

His hands involuntary grabbed your waist, giving them a squeeze, pulling you closer. "You already I'm in this state and this is what you're doing?"

"Sure. I'm just helping a friend, what's wrong with that?" You smirk as you take the book off his hands and start reading. "Oh this is... extra spicy. Were you imagining me?"

He had lost all of his senses by now. The way you were casually grinding into his crotch was driving him crazy. His hands moved to your thighs, relishing your touch as he whispered. "Yes, I was...I do that with..everything I read..ahh...."

"What do you say we do it instead? The instructions are all here after all." You turned towards him, kissing the side of his lips.

Now that he had your permission, there was nothing holding him back. You were hoisted up in his arms and roughly laid down on a nearby table.

"Don't forget..." He pulled down your shorts and put your legs on his shoulders. "You did this. You made me do this."

You smirked and threw your head back as his member pushed against your hole, only a flimsy underwear between you. "Then don't forget...that you did not resist me...mphh!"

He crashed his lips against yours, his fingers slow and deliberate, signalling the start of a very long night.

Asmo

"Oh Asmo..." You leaned on his doorway, with crossed arms. "Are you in a rut perhaps?"

Asmodeus almost came right there and then. It's almost like he wanted to get caught by you. He wanted you to watch. He smiled up at you shamelessly.

"For you darling, I'm always in a rut." He looked high off pleasure as he raised his arms. "Come help this demon in heat won't you?"

"Hmph. I bet you say that to everyone." You said in mock anger as you pulled your tie off your neck and approached the bed where he lay splayed. "Put your arms behind your back."

"Oh MC...I didn't know you were into such lovely things. By all means, please." He obeyed your command. "I wonder how you'll punish me. Oh my look how excited I am!"

His cock was tipped with precum and twitching uncontrollably. You blew air on it and watched it dance. Asmo threw his head back at the coolness of your air.

"Hah...yes MC, tease me more. You can touch me all you want..." He panted like a dog in heat.

You smirked. "Sorry Asmo. I think I changed my mind." You tied his hands together to his bed post and muttered some enchantment on it.

How cruel of you, MC! You're just going to leave me here after getting my hopes up!?" He whined but it was secretly turning him on. The way you toyed with his mind like this.

"I just need to take a shower. I just came back from RAD after all." You opened his bathroom doors. "But if you really want.. you can watch."

He gasped as you started stripping off your clothes. Slowly and deliberately - exposing new skin inch by inch watching him drool and turn red in the face.

"Ah the bath is already filled? How nice of you." You thanked him as you dipped your toes in. "My my Asmo, seems like you're really struggling there."

"MC, let me fuck you! I absolutely have to!" He strained against his restrains, screaming and loving the pain. He was throbbing down there, his shoulders and ears turning pink. "Please MC, you look so deliciously darling... let me have a little taste."

You splashed around in the warm water, laughing at his desperation. "The Avatar of Lust is begging to fuck me? Oh could I possibly be worthy?"

You muttered and spell and undid the magic on his hands. It took him less than a minute to pounce on you, getting a taste of every inch of you before thrusting into you like a beast in heat.

The Twins

(yes I put them together cause why not? ;))

You walked in with Beel this time. Belphie had never been more embarrassed. Maybe because of what he was imagining instead of the fact that you saw him.

"Did you have that dream too, Belphie?" Beel seemed unfazed, like this wasn't anything new. He simply sat down next to his twin. "The one with MC comes for a sleepover with us?"

Now Belphie was mortified. "Beel shush. Not another word. And MC, you could have knocked you know."

"You told us not to knock because it disrupts your sleep." You shrugged your shoulders. "And you were calling my name were you not?"

"I just guessed it's that dream because I always gets like this after that particular dream. That's why you found me in the gym like that too, MC." Beel said, sheepishly.

"Oh Beelie. You're so adorable." You stood over and held his face in your hands, kissing him gently. "This is what you dreamed of?"

Beel nodded. He was enjoying it too, he put his arms around you. Not at all bothered by his twin glaring holes at him. "Can you guys go get a room already?" He was gripping his sheets tight.

You smirked. His thin blanket hid nothing. His raging boner hadn't gone down one bit. "Are you sure? It seems like you like it a lot."

Belphie tried to press his thighs together as he did a miserable job of denying it, his cheeks bright red. "You have it all wrong, MC. It doesn't affect me at all."

"Alright then. Beel do you mind doing something for me?" You turn your attention to the older twin. He nods like a puppy. He would do anything that makes you happy.

You reached for the bottle of cherry syrup that rested by Belphie's table and squeezed it on yourself. Belphie gasped and Beel's eyes grew dark with lust. A different kind of hunger. He knew what he had to do.

"I'll help you with that, MC." Beel said promptly pushing you down, like he had done this so many times before. Belphie couldn't avert his eyes away. A strange hunger filled him too.

As Beel lapped at the skin near your neck and collarbone, Belphie's fingers itched to touch you. Beel's hands groped at your chest and Belphie grasped at his erection.

You let out a moan, further enticing Belphie who was trying to act like he wasn't tempted to turn you over and start fucking you from behind.

Beel wasn't paying attention to anything but you. Your skin, your warmth and his boner pushing against your soft thighs. That's all he could think about.

"Damnit... Damnit MC. Fuck this." Belphie snapped and cursed under his breath. "Beel stop that, we need to position MC first."

"But I'm fine like this, Belphie."

"But I'm not, Beel. I want MC too. You have to share."

"See? Isn't this better?" You said, as you were stuck right between them. The heat of their bodies burning you in the best possible way "You should be more honest with yourself, Belphie."

"Then we'll make sure not to hold back at all, MC." Belphie had a crazed look in his eyes and a menancing grin as he fingers slipped under your clothes, ripping them little by little.

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[the-devils-girl94]

Sinful Thoughts #11

Warning: Not too sure if this falls within dubcon territory, but just in case, here is a warning if it does.

Just imagine with me, y'all:

He's pounding away at your hole, every powerful thrust sending waves of ripples on your ass. Everything is too much, too deep, too fast. The pleasure is rotting your mind as every thrust had you speaking in tongues. You don't know how many orgasms he has pulled from you and just as you're about to have another one, you reject it. Moving away as you finally uttered a hoarse, "T-too much!"

His cock is pulled out of you as you run away, only to have your ankle grabbed and pulled back towards him.

"Where do you think you're going?," his rough, harsh toned voice sending a shiver down your already sensitive body. He flips you around by your ankles to your back, his build towering over you. Your back arched and you couldn't let out a sound as he buried his cock back into you. Shock and pleasure coursing through your veins as he pulled that orgasm out of you, leaving you shaking and clenching around his hard member.

"Don't think you can run away from this dick, my sweet. You're gonna take every inch of me tonight...I'm gonna be so good to you, baby. Just take all of me."

((I'm so sorry, you guys...this was rotting my brain and I couldn't help it. Throw me in the slammer. I know I deserve it🤲🏾😔))

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[janumun]

NSFW Alphabet (Obey Me Simeon)

Rated: NSFW/18+ (please proceed at your own discretion)

Author’s Notes: Juno, hi! Never any shame in simping for the goodest angel placed among us. Thank you for asking for him and for being so patient! I’ve picked five NSFW alphabets here for Simeon, I hope you will see this and enjoy @living-in-the-state-of-dreaming 🙇🏽‍♀️♡

Also tagging @reallyfuckedupsmalldragon as requested!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Once the two of you have finished and have had the time to catch your breath, Simeon skims a line of gentle kisses along your jaw, your neck. Bodies entwined and close as he holds you in his embrace. Before he lets go at last, to get you a soft, clean towel, prepared well beforehand. Tracing it down the length of your body with care and affection so delicate, you almost croon in joy. If you insist on cleaning him up in turn, he seats himself, obedient. Back to you as you wipe down the curve of his beautiful body. Sessions like these often turning to laughter and kisses exchanged, sweeping soft cloth at each other until you’re both tangled into the sheets and feeling each other in an airy, sweet exchange of kisses.

Simeon also often keeps a pot of a certain, soothing blend of tea ready for your post coital needs. A recipe of the heavens, he claims, it is known for its comforting flavor and properties. Creamy on the tongue and a dash of fresh herbs, with a hint of bitter, but that you suspect is due to your Simeon’s own touch of expertise in the kitchen. You find it truly does help, however, when he utters a short incantation to warm up two cups of tea and settles himself against you for your moment of peace.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)/ E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Simeon hasn’t really shared any meaningful romantic relationships over his years, despite several centuries spent at Michael’s side. There's never been quite one he connected with, to such a spiritually deep degree, as he has with you. Most of his time spent on dealing with affairs within the Heavens and ensuring a smooth process for his fellows, countless centuries spent only for the betterment and happiness of his people.

Simeon is the kind to fall in love with a person’s soul, and yours is the one he found true comfort in after all this time. Before you, there wasn’t exactly a need to be with someone. He does not harbor any regrets from his time in the Heavens, time spent on his own. But with you, it does feel as if there’s part of him you complete with your own, when the two of you are together and one. And he wants to exhibit those feelings for you, with his entire being.

As such, he’s never really felt the need to relieve himself sexually, never felt the desire to perform acts that would not only bring one pleasure but leave one with child, if so desired. But with you...

You almost have to wonder if all angels are so... incredibly gifted in their abundance of semen, or if it’s just your Simeon who’s so incredibly wonderful, he leaves you pleasantly aching and so very full each time, you feel his release leaking from you, against your thighs and onto the sheets beneath with the slow withdrawal of him from your depths. So much of it, it leaves you flushed each time you feel the audible slosh of him inside and released from you.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)/P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? Etc)

Simeon is an incredibly passionate and adoring lover; none before have treated or handled you with as much care and devotion as Simeon puts into your love-making. And that’s exactly what he does; makes love to you, in the rawest, truest sense of the word.

Each garment he relieves you of, followed by a gentle flitter of kisses across the exposed patch of skin. Murmuring praise and love onto your flesh until you’re positively alight with happiness and pleasure. A flurry of kisses; mouths meeting and parting in soft, hushed laughter and private whispers. Hands cradled and entwined through the other’s, bodies pressed against each other, as he moves within you, slow and deep. So very weaved into each other, you feel every part of him, as if he sears his own brand of love against you with each roll of his hips.

End Notes: Thank you for reading!

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[antaresgalaeth]

The Morning Star / The last nigh | PART 1

- [Extended scene from Lesson 20, tasks 20-12 and 20-14] - This part is SFW but the next one is gonna be smutty. Link to Ao3 Link to Wattpad My linkt.ree *También hay versión en español* Part2:Link

It's your last night in the Devildom. You've successfully completed the exchange year at RAD, and the brothers have thrown a party for you in the attic. With all the noise, you decided to step out for a breather. As you went downstairs, a sound prompted you to knock on the door of a secret room, leading the night to end in a completely different—and thrilling—way than you had imagined.

It was your last night in the Devildom, and you found yourself in the attic with Beel and Belphie. Beel stepped out for a moment and returned with enough food to feed an army, followed by the other brothers who had trailed after him. Everyone wanted to spend that last night with you, and together, you all celebrated with a party. The evening was fantastic, but the yelling between Mammon and Levi reached a point where you needed a breather.

Under the guise of fetching a drink, you stepped away from the noise. As you descended the stairs, you heard soft music emanating from the secret studio. You knew who was inside, the only one among the brothers absent from the party. You hesitated for a moment, wondering if he would mind being interrupted, but you knocked on the door anyway. You wished to see him.

Knock, knock.

"The door’s open," came Lucifer's deep voice from inside.

Entering, the studio felt cozy with the fireplace lit. The small flickers from the fire reflected on wine bottles lining the wooden shelves covering the walls. Calmness pervaded the room, a stark contrast to the commotion in the attic.

Lucifer was dressed in his black tailcoat and crimson waistcoat, his fur cloak cascading over his broad shoulders. Your heart raced as he approached to greet you, enveloping you in his intoxicating scent. You breathed in deeply, letting the scents of sandalwood, leather, and citrus fill your senses. It was such a distinctive smell that you knew you'd never forget it. The lights highlighted Lucifer's imposing presence. You wondered how beautiful he must have been as an angel, thousands of years ago, before becoming a demon.

"It sounds like quite the party up in the attic."

His imperturbable expression and furrowed brow momentarily left you cold, anticipating one of his usual reprimands for the commotion they were causing. But suddenly, his lips curved upward, softening his demeanor.

"And thanks to the fact that everyone else is busy up there, I get to stay here and enjoy my music in peace," he said with a barely perceptible chuckle.

Your muscles relaxed as you responded with a question.

"What is this you’re listening to?"

You felt your heart beating faster with each passing second alone with him, as if it wanted to escape your chest.

"It's nice, don't you think?" Lucifer replied proudly with his arms crossed.

He briefly closed his eyes after speaking, allowing himself to immerse in the melody.

"This is the cursed vinyl edition of 'The Tale of the Seven Lords', which you managed to borrow from Levi for me."

When he praised you for the favor you did for him long ago, you couldn't help but smile. You were used to always seeing him tense and controlled, the eldest among them and the faithful servant of Diavolo, serving as an example of perfection. Throughout the exchange year, you and his brothers had challenged his authority. So, his words of gratitude resonated in the room, dispelling your concerns.

You were captivated by Lucifer's gaze, recalling Belphie's words just before leaving the attic: "Hmm… make sure you come back, okay?" Despite feeling guilty for leaving the others upstairs, being alone with Lucifer in total intimacy was a unique and unexpected opportunity, one you had never had before.

Lucifer's presence, a demon who had intimidated you from the start, posed daily questions: would he offer support with a kind gesture or unleash his fury, making you disappear in an instant? Nevertheless, as time passed, you got to know him better, awakening deeper feelings in you. On your last night there, you yearned to spend more time with him, aware that there were no guarantees of seeing him again or hearing his hypnotic voice once you returned to the human world.

"Sorry, guys... but I want to spend more time with him," you thought sadly before addressing Lucifer.

"Is it okay if I listen to it with you?" You asked, trying to disguise the slight tremor in your voice for fear of rejection.

Under his breath, Lucifer chuckled, his body displaying complete calmness. From his height, his scarlet eyes watched you attentively.

"You already are," he shifted his weight from one foot to the other. "But if you mean you'd like to stay here with me longer… then of course, you're welcome to." He added with a radiant smile.

As he finished, his demeanor turned serious again, and his gaze shifted to a corner of the studio, as if his mind were elsewhere.

"It was in this very room that I selected you for our exchange program," he turned towards you, his face lighting up with joy, and you smiled in response.

"When I first welcomed you here, I was only doing it for Diavolo. I figured that if you managed to survive a year here without any incidents, that was really all I could ask for," his crossed arms tensed slightly, reflecting the tension in his expression.

"And even if things didn't go as planned, as long as I could keep you from getting eaten by any lower-level demons, everything would be alright." He still retained a more serious tone than usual. "That's what I thought…"

You were completely absorbed by his words, maintaining your position and keeping your gaze fixed on his eyes. You responded with smiles when he did.

"But I somehow managed to choose a human who’s such a magnet for trouble that it almost defies belief, wouldn’t you say?" continued Lucifer. "There were times when I thought that I’d made a mistake by choosing you," he said with disdain, clicking his tongue.

You lowered your head in embarrassment, intertwining your fingers in front of you. You raised your eyebrows and pressed your lips together.

"Sorry..."

You were aware that you had had a year full of fun, breaking the rules more than once, though always with good intentions. Lucifer responded with a peaceful and controlled laugh.

"It's far too late to be trying to butter me up with apologies, you know? Also, there's no need, because things are different now. I made the right choice in selecting you for the program." Lucifer showed total sincerity as he nodded.

A comforting warmth filled your chest, the accelerated pace of your heart indicating that Lucifer appreciated your presence in the Realm, giving you the assurance that you didn't have to worry about displeasing him and leaving home with that impression.

"You've kept me quite entertained over the past year," he said with a boastful tone.

Although you tried to suppress it, a giggle escaped you as you saw his arrogant expression. You discreetly looked away to hide it.

"In fact, it’s probably the MOST entertained I've been in my whole life," he concluded.

The happiness reflected in both his face and voice urged you to throw yourself into his arms, but you restrained yourself, biting your lower lip. Suddenly, your mind quickly reviewed the key moments you held dear: from the day you met at RAD, to the moment you witnessed his true demonic form, reliving the panic that engulfed you at that instant; the moment he expressed how special you were to him after resolving the situation with Belphie; and finally, the memory of Lilith, when he sacrificed himself to save her using Diavolo's power, carrying the burden all those years, as the only one among his brothers who knew what had happened to your ancestor.

Lucifer lowered one arm and brought the other to his chest, pulling you out of your thoughts. Reacting swiftly, you focused on what he was about to say.

"So then..."

For a moment, Lucifer paused, as if about to share something of great importance.

"...Have you done all you set out to do here in the Devildom? No unfinished business? No loose ends?"

After asking those questions, he reclined again, arms crossed. He relaxed his expression and posture, seemingly implying something with his demeanor. He subtly tilted his head toward you, letting his bangs graze his cheeks.

"Hmm..." You murmured, pondering.

Throughout the year, you managed to forge pacts with the other demons: Mammon, Levi, Beel, Asmo, Satan, and finally, Belphie. Lucifer was the only one opposing it, and you yearned to do so with him in every possible way. Just imagining it, you felt an electric tingle between your legs, making you clench your knees. Knowing this was your last chance, you didn't hesitate, letting your daring words flow in your sweetest tone.

"I still haven’t made a pact with you," you found yourself with crossed arms, unwittingly mimicking his gesture.

That caught Lucifer off guard.

"A pact, you say?" He frowned, his scarlet eyes locking onto yours. "I see. You've made pacts with all my brothers, which just leaves me..."

Turning his head toward the fireplace, Lucifer appeared pensive. Then, he turned back to you with a challenging smile and asked.

"Do you really want to make a pact with me? Truly?"

Though he expressed it without a hint of anger or rejection, something troubled you.

"Hmm. How strange," you thought, yet remained silent.

"I don't know how my brothers felt about making a pact with you, but I am more than a name to be crossed off of your list," he stated firmly. "I can't have you lumping me together with everyone else. That won’t do," Lucifer shook his head.

You knew Lucifer as the 'Avatar of Pride', and at that moment, his sense of superiority was more evident than ever. His countenance showed a clear aversion to being considered equal to the other demons. As the eldest and most powerful among his siblings, he expected special treatment and considered what you asked for an insult.

A black cloud enveloped him, revealing his true nature. Once again, you had summoned the demon residing within him. Four jet-black wings that seemed to fill the entire room and two long horns arcing over his head were more than enough to terrify any human, making them flee in panic or faint, an option that crossed your mind. However, this time, you stood your ground. You now knew Lucifer better and were certain he wouldn't harm you in any way.

Considering past events, it was surprising for Lucifer to see you stand still before him.

"You aren’t going to run? You’ve certainly got guts, don't you?" Lucifer remarked, wide-eyed and bringing a hand to his chest.

"Tss," he grumbled, annoyed. "I've always found that aspect of you irritating."

Then, he laughed loudly and continued speaking, "But as irritating as it is, it's even more endearing." He then leaned toward you.

"Now listen, and listen well. I will not be your possession. I won’t belong to you." A mischievous expression widened his smile. "You will belong to me."

Hearing his last words, his deep voice echoed in your chest, making your heart race and leaving you breathless. You swallowed hard, feeling the dryness in your throat.

"Yes, Lucifer, I'll always be yours," you thought, noticing the heat spreading between your thighs and your pupils dilating.

"So, what will it be? Will you make a pact with me?" He straightened up, proudly awaiting your response, sure he had anticipated what you would say.

You stretched your body and looked up, meeting his gaze. You let your arms drop and clenched your fists.

"Yes, I'll make a pact with you."

It was the safest decision you had ever made in your entire life. After the handshake, a red seal materialized on the back of both your hands, quickly fading away.

It was the safest decision you had ever made in your entire life. Then, you both leaned in. The moment your foreheads touched, a red mark appeared in his eyes, confirming that your souls had linked. The process lasted only a couple of seconds. It always struck you as curious how something of such significance was accomplished in such a simple manner.

"Good. Then it's done," he affirmed arrogantly. "As of this moment, you are mine," Lucifer rejoiced at having achieved what he wanted.

His words pierced through you, leaving you breathless, though you managed to keep your composure. That someone of such beauty and power had agreed to make a pact with you, taking possession of you, was something you had never imagined. At this point in the year, you had already assumed Lucifer wouldn't agree, but there you were, alone in the study, staring at each other. You still hadn't fully grasped what had just happened.

"I assume that takes care of all your loose ends?" He asked, arrogantly.

Your lower lip was caught between your teeth again, aware that something remained unsaid. You played with a strand of your hair, trying to ease the knot in your throat. You made an effort to swallow and relieve the pressure; the air in your lungs burned within. If you didn't say it now, you knew regret would torture you forever.

"There's still something I have to do," you said with a hoarse voice, clearing your throat.

"There is?" Lucifer's bewildered expression was evident; his penetrating gaze seemed to be trying to read your thoughts.

Your fingers nervously fidgeted in front of you. You moistened your lips and cautiously moved forward. Placing your hands on his chest, anxious about his reaction, but Lucifer didn't move. You felt the heat radiating from his body and the solidity of his muscles under the clothing. You raised your gaze while standing on tiptoes. You gently slid your hands until you rested them on his shoulders. Your gazes remained connected from the moment they met; the fireplace's glow highlighted the color of his eyes.

Lucifer remained still, expectant about what you were about to do, with a serious expression. Your faces were inches apart, and you could already feel his breath close to your lips. You decided to close your eyes and kiss him. He didn't reject you, yet he didn't respond either. As you pulled away, concern furrowed your brow, worrying if you had ruined the friendship. You heard him say your name.

"I've always known you wanted to do this. And I know what you'd like to do next as well," he said, softly sliding his hand over your cheek, lifting your chin.

"We're heading straight to my room," he said, wrapping his arm and two of his wings around you to guide you out of the study.

You leaned against his side, wrapping an arm around him from behind. Your face blushed nearly to the hue of his eyes. You wore a radiant smile, but you were so nervous about what was going to happen that you couldn't utter a single word. Never before had Lucifer, or anyone else, treated you with such respect and affection. You felt sheltered under his wings, protected, even though he was a demon. His voice interrupted the silence, and you timidly raised your gaze to him.

"You’re going to spend your last night in the Devildom there, together with me..." he remarked warmly, "...all night long, until the break of dawn."

An electric current ran down your spine. Despite the tenderness in his voice, it was more than a suggestion; it was an order. You were already his property, and he could do with you as he pleased. You smiled so much that your cheeks hurt. You desired him more than anyone else.

"I’m not letting anyone else have you now... You're mine," affirmed Lucifer, holding onto you more firmly. Feeling ownership of you satisfied his demonic pride.

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I wrote this in Spanish first and then, translate it into English. I didn't review it, let me know if there're any mistakes. Thanks for reading 🖤

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[poohbea]

𝐃𝐎𝐍’𝐓 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐃.

beelzebub | smut, fluff |

𝙒𝙊𝙍𝘿𝘾𝙊𝙐𝙉𝙏 : 1.6k

— 𝙎𝙔𝙉𝙊𝙋𝙎𝙄𝙎 : the ingredients to make a darkness of devil cake are as follows: flour, eggs, butter, oral... wait that doesn't sound right.

𝘾𝙊𝙉𝙏𝙀𝙉𝙏𝙎 : light biting, food play, oral (f receiving), semi-public oral sex (you're in a shared kitchen so), voyeurism (meaning someone does walk in on you and watches - take a guess who's kinky enough to do something like that), praise, marking, pet names, just beel being beel

𝙉𝙊𝙏𝙀 𝙁𝙍𝙊𝙈 𝙋𝙊𝙊𝙃 : the way i procrastinated with this fic omfg. idk why this was difficult to write, but i tried, not my proudest work but this one has been sitting in the drafts for a long time and i needed to feed the beel food play agenda. again this is my poor attempt at getting out of my writer's block so forgive me if it's quite mediocre. we were going so well in the beginning and then sorta just fell off...cri

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“Is the icing almost done?” Beel asks, resting his chin on your shoulder. He watches you whisk the chocolaty cream in the large bowl, stopping to dip your finger in before raising it to his lips. He moans as his tongue envelops the digit, sucking the sweet treat greedily, teeth lightly nipping at your finger. 

“Is it good?” You chuckle, watching him with a smile. 

“Th’o good.” He mumbles with your finger still in his mouth. 

“Don’t talk with your mouth full, Beel.” Your finger is released with a pop, a string of saliva still connecting the digit to his tongue. 

“Sorry,” A bashful expression takes over his handsome features. “It tastes really good.” 

You watch him examine the expanse of your neck briefly, nose subtly inhaling your sweet aroma. “You okay?” He nods at your question, but his gaze is still focused on the curve of your neck, the way your skin pulsed under the heat of his body that was still pressed flush against your back. 

Absent-mindedly, he licks the juncture where your throat meets your jaw, unable to resist the temptation of the tantalising warmth so close to his taste buds. “Shit.” If he thought the icing was delicious then you were something else entirely. A unique array of flavours that he’d been dying to discover the day you moved into the House of Lamentation. 

“Beel.” You whimper, fingers laced through his apricot locks as he sinks his teeth gently into your skin.

The Avatar of Gluttony heard none of it as he continued his exploratory assault, pathing from your jaw to your shoulder, all the while pressing your hips against the countertop with his own. He couldn’t stop, he wouldn’t. Not when something so delicious melted on his tongue with such allure, when you, his unofficial cooking partner, were moaning his name so delicately he could’ve sworn it was all in his head. That your ass in his palms was some kind of food deprived hallucination, that he was daydreaming like he always did. But the heat of your skin was undeniable, the clawing of your nails against his scalp as he indulged in you, unmistakeable. 

“Fuck.” You sigh, reciprocating the rock of his hips into yours, the growing ache between your thighs making it increasingly difficult to think straight. “Beel.” 

The demon stops to turn you around, immediately delving into your lips, tongue parting them as he tastes you further. “More.” He growls between breaths, fingers digging into your hips. “More.” 

“Beel, we’re supposed to be baking.” Your laugh partially breaks his starved frenzy, hands cupping his face when he finally pulls away.

He rests his forehead against your own, breath heavy and pupils blown as they threaten to break your resolve. “The cake’s fine.” His gaze shifts to the oven behind you, two large cake pans filled with a black batter illuminated by the light above. “They’ve only just started to rise.” 

“That’s not the point, Beel.” You giggle, with the lick of your lips, an action he followed intently. 

“I can’t help it.” His nose brushes yours as he speaks. “You just taste so good.” 

Admittedly you didn’t know how to respond to that. Shyness evident as he trapped you between him and the counter, silent but gaze alight with one clear intention. Eat. It was enough to give you goosebumps.

“Can…Can I try something?” He whispers in a low baritone.

With a bashful nod as permission his hands find purchase on the back of your thighs, wrapping them around his waist before lifting you effortlessly onto the counter top. Then his gaze settles on the icing bowl and your heart lodges itself in your throat. 

“Beel…” You whisper nervously, toying with the hairs at the nape of his neck. “It’s for the cake.”

“I’ll only use a little.” Those puppy dog eyes he throws you are all too convincing, his pout enough to melt even the coldest of hearts. How could you say no to that face?

He’s silent when you let out a soft sigh, curiously awaiting your response. “Fine.” And almost as if on cue he perks up, his proverbial tail wagging in excitement. “Just try not to make a—” Before you could even finish your thought the sound of tearing fabric echoes through the kitchen. Your gaze lowers to find your skirt in disarray and your underwear now in tatters, its remnants pooled on the apex of your thighs. “Beel!”

Admittedly, he only meant to pull them off you, but the demon obviously didn't know his own strength as he tore right through the flimsy cotton. Why did you even bother to wear something like this if it broke this easily? “What?” He asks innocently, pulling the rest of it from between your thighs. 

“I liked those.” Now it was your turn to pout, palm smacking his muscular shoulder as a weak form of punishment.

“You didn’t need them anyway.” He dips slightly to tuck his hands behind your knees, before proceeding to rise again to make you lay back on the counter. Drawing your thighs to your chest, he spreads you wide to give himself a perfect view of your pussy. “Wow.” He mutters to himself, marvelling at the meal so graciously being offered to him. 

“Don’t just stare at it—!” You yelp at the sudden heat against your clit, his tongue gliding slowly through your folds, savouring the flavour he’d so patiently waited for.

“Mm.” He moans, kissing the crease of your thigh tenderly, all the while observing that pleasured look on your face. “So delicious.” 

“Bee…” Using one hand to mindlessly play with your pussy, the other dips into the chocolate buttercream in the bowl beside your waist. His stomach growls as he spreads the confectionary over your clit, drool leaking from the corner of his mouth when your pussy clenches around nothing as a result. 

He silently offers you the residual icing, fingers grazing your lips, his heart races at the sight of his digits slipping past them, your tongue warm as it swirls around each fingertip. “Taste good?” He mimics you, finally withdrawing from your mouth. 

“Not too shabby, if I do say so myself.” Your lightheartedness makes him smile, those violet eyes admiring you lovingly before retreating between your legs again, returning to the task at hand.

Your hips jerk in his palms, his hot tongue lapping greedily at your clit. “Fuck.” You gasp, tugging his hair in encouragement. Each flick of his tongue lit a new flame in the pit of your stomach, the heavenly sweetness of the frosting mixed with your arousal only making him dive deeper. 

He’d soon become lost in the warmth of your core, every sense overcome by you and you alone. Your moans and pleas, the softness of your skin, your scent and that taste. Fuck, your taste. It was a unique mix of sweet and savoury, one that was growing increasingly addictive the longer he remained there. 

“Shit, Beel!” He can’t help but nip at your skin, thighs the victim of many a hickey, but purple was always a pretty colour against your complexion anyway. 

“S’tho good.” Your gasp bounces off the walls as he dips his tongue into you, nose now flush with your delicate clit, the action making your spine arch.

“Don’t stop, please. Beel, don’t—“ 

“Hey, do you guys smell something burni—oh!?” Your oncoming climax is cut short by Asmo’s sudden intrusion, his voice snapping you out of the pleasured daze Beel had so effortlessly pulled you into. 

“Oh, shit, Asmo it’s— ah!” Unbeknownst to you, Beel was unfazed by his brother’s presence, the new development actually driving him further. “Beel, wait… stop.” It was no use, even as you tried to push him away he just pulled you right back, strength far surpassing yours. 

“No, no, please continue, don’t let me stop your fun.” Asmo giggles, perching himself on the table top beside your head. “My, my, and I was under the impression that our beautiful little human was a prude. Yet here you are, spread so nicely on the kitchen counter no less. Does she taste wonderful, Beel?” 

The glutton mumbles an incoherent response against your clit, the vibration making your thighs shudder. “This isn’t— fuck. This isn’t funny Asmo.” 

“Oh, I agree, my sweet. In fact I’m quite jealous, I wanted to be the first to get a taste of you. But, I guess it wasn’t meant to be.” His pout only incited  butterflies in the pit of your stomach, those devilish eyes eating up the scene unfolding before him. “Come on Beel, make her cum already, I’m dying to hear what she sounds like.” 

“Would you… shit, I’m gonna cu—ah!“ You miss the way Asmo smirks when you finally fall over that edge of euphoria, your free hand unintentionally grasping his wrist while the other combs through the ginger locks of the demon between your thighs. 

“That’s it, sweetheart, let it out.” The Avatar of Lust coos through the height of your orgasm, caressing your hair softly. “Breathe, angel.” 

It was forgein, this feeling in your chest. Never before have you experienced such casual voyeurism, and surprisingly you didn’t hate it as much as you thought you would. Maybe it was because you felt so comfortable with them, the power of mutual trust overshadowing your feeble inhibitions. 

A bubbly laugh sounds when you’re finally able to think again, body a puddle on the wooden bench, your muscles finally relaxing. “What?” You ask, out of breath. 

“Nothing, you’re just cute when you make that face. Isn’t she Beel?” 

The man in question finally raises to his feet, lips glossy as he offers you a warm smile. “Of course.” There’s a moment of silence before Beel frowns, nose scrunching with each audible sniff of the air. “What’s that smell?”

“Oh,” Asmo chirps. “You smell it too? It smells like something’s burning. Are you making anything?” 

Both you and Beel lock eyes, expressions morphing into ones of fear. “The cake!” 

tags: @okhotel, @sakinotfound, @xharia, @hoohoohope

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[burnieblanders]

Nsft headcanons......obey me boys fave sex positions♡ (my personal opinions, feel free to disagree, id love to hear other ppls opinions!)

Lucy: any position in which mc is tied up and at his full mercy

Mam: cowgirl~

Levi: doggy (so he doesnt get stressed from being stared at lol)

Saty: face down, ass up

Asmo: in front of a mirror lol

Beel: standing up

Belphie: lying down

Dia: mating press

Barb: whatever mc asks for

Sol: missionary

#obey me #obey me nsft #obey me headcanons #obey me nsft headcanons #obey me smut #obey me smut headcanons #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #obey me solomon

[cosmicstarlatte]

holding on

tags: obey me diavolo x f reader, nsfw 18+ mdni, dubcon(?), overstimulation/forced orgasms (reader receiving), wc: 317

"f-fuck!!!" you screamed out, continuing to buck onto diavolo's tongue. the strong demon securely held you against the cool wall of his room as you desperately gripped onto his horns.

his lips once again caught onto your clit, his tongue flicked out to gently prod at your sensitive nub before wrapping his lips around it, sucking gently. you tried to not thrash around too much from where you were & could only continue to cry out & whimper as his lips & tongue lewdly latched onto your bundle of nerves.

"d-dia!! i'm- i'm gonna cum again!!"

he growled & continued his abuse on your clit until you screamed & came, your juices overflowed onto the prince's tongue. you clutched onto his horns as he continued licking & sucking without stopping, somehow hungrier than before.

"dia!! please i-i can't! it's too much!!" you sobbed as you felt overwhelmed by pleasure, feeling another oncoming orgasm just about to push you over. he let go of your clit briefly to mutter out a quick 'yes you can' before flattening his tongue to continue licking through your sloppy wet folds again.

"i'm-i'm c-cumming again!" crying out once more you came onto his tongue again, babbling & begging him to stop yet never once attempting to actually stop him.

& still, the hungry prince continued licking & sucking on your puffy wet folds. how could he stop when you tasted so fucking good & sounded so sinfully delightful?

after making you cum hard once more despite your cries, he carried you from the wall & tossed you onto his bed. he admired your blissful exhausted form before grabbing you by your ankles & pulled you to the edge of the bed. the demon held your legs apart & rubbed his hard swollen cock all over your wet messy folds,

"we're not done yet, little one." ⬦

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#I wanna fuck this demon so bad arghhhh MONSTERFUCKER LIFE #obey me #obey me diavolo #obey me diavolo smut #obey me smut #obey me smut headcanons #obey me x reader #obey me fic #obey me drabble #obey me x you #obey me diavolo x you #obey me diavolo x reader #obey me diavolo x mc #◇˖・ﾟ— › cosmic obey me . ⊹ #tw dubcon #terato #monster fucker

[jemjams02]

Beel absolutely adoring a chubby!MC's tummy 🥺 He just wants his hands there all the time!! MC's tummy is soft and warm! He loves laying his head on their stomach when they're cuddling, and he loves the way their plush thighs feel on either side of his body. He can't help but look when they stretch, and a little bit of flesh peeks out from under their shirt.

nsfw under the cut

MC struggling to get these tiny pair of jeans over their thighs/ass, and Beel watches in absolute horny. The way MC looks with tight clothes accentuating their curves in just the right way. Beel can't help but think about how hot it would be if they had such major cake-age and thiccalicious thighs that they tear a hole somewhere in their pants

He will squeeze and grope all over their body during intimate moments. He can't help it!! He loves how their softness fills his hands!!

He WILL have a boobie fixation. afab or amab, he does not care, their tits will be in his mouth. He drools because he loves it so much.

If they think they can get out of face sitting, they're wrong. (afab MC) He wants their plush pussy sat directly on his face, their full weight bearing down as he feasts. His hands grasp their thighs, ensuring they can't move away. He squishes them against the sides of his face, reveling in how they tense and squeeze him. He can cum just from this, he thrives on pleasuring others. (amab MC) He'd keep a tight hold on their spread ass cheeks, licking and humming against their hole before diving in. Once he feels dribbles of MC's precum against his chest, it's all over. He wants MC to make a mess on him.

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[thedevilspearl]

do you ever get the idea some of the brothers have a human kink? if so? who? i personally think lucifer and beelzebub. sometimes satan if he’s not thinking about committing manslaughter messing with lucifer!♡ (ꈍ ω ꈍ) ♡

-☽

the brothers with a human kink — most to least

a/n: i have to tell you, moon nonnie — i’m genuinely not sure with this one! it’s not something i’ve considered greatly before but when i think about the brothers with a human kink, i have a feeling they all have it, just to different extents. so i did a mtl if that’s okay ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝

also i’ve been sick in bed all day, so thank you for this awesome idea to keep me going ₍⸝ ˃̵͈᷄ . ˂̵͈᷅ ₎⸝ ♡

tags: all brothers, no explicit smut but consistent discussion of kinks, so minors do not interact! other kink warnings — power play, mild predator/prey, vore, exhibitionism.

𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐑

lucifer’s human kink is so lowkey that he doesn’t realise it himself, but it’s actually the most prominent out of all the brothers. it’s the fact that humans are so fragile compared to demons; one wrong move could be fatal so it brings out his protective side. he wants to be by your side, watching your every move to ensure your safety and well–being. it’s innocent at first, but then comes the part where he wants to test your limits, both in and outside of the bedroom. how much can a human like you take from a demon like him?

𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐙𝐄𝐁𝐔𝐁

he’s always thought about eating you, it was one of his first thought when meeting you, in fact. of course, he would never but there’s a little pit of fire in his belly that warms him up in all the right places when he thinks about it, and how weak you would be against him if he ever gave into his desires. he’s vocal about this kink, telling you how he adores you and how yummy you look. now, in the bedroom, there are some real tests of faith because he can become so close to devouring you whole. but he is aware of how strong his human kink is, so he knows how much more control he needs around you, especially when every little thing you do can set him off.

𝐌𝐀𝐌𝐌𝐎𝐍

the power trip from a human kink is what gets mammon going. he knows for sure how powerful he is, and his self–restraint is incredible. he’s never going to hurt you at all, let alone with his demon powers. but there’s no harm in threatening you a little with it, right? it totally boosts his ego when he sees you get all fidgety when he brags about how strong he is, and how a silly human like you could never best him. but, and this is a big but, he finds it all the more thrilling when a silly human like you actually overpowers him. he’s not as strong against his human as he thought, and his human kink is raging when you put him in his place.

𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐍

satan has a deep understanding of the difference between him and you. more than any of the brothers, he really acknowledges the power difference and he never wants to use that against you. and that is why he tries his hardest to never use the fact that you’re a human to sexualise you. he treats you as his equal, someone he would never use his power to take advantage of. however, if you were to suggest you were into it, he wouldn’t mind feeding his sinful desires and put you in your pitiful place. after all, what power does a human have to protest the demon of wrath?

𝐀𝐒𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐔𝐒

a human kink and exhibitionism come hand in hand with asmodeus. for him, it’s not entirely about power play like with some of the others but rather, he and he alone has the human every demon is after. he once was the most sought after, but now it’s you and it will always amaze him how a human could do that in a world where demons could destroy you in a second. you have the real power here, and he wants to flaunt that. walking side by side with everyone’s favourite human who looks at no one else but him... it makes him happy, and flustered. he relishes in everyone’s gaze towards the two of you. it’s a match that shouldn’t work, but it does and it excites him. he wants to show them everything.

𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐆𝐎𝐑

belphie’s emotional connection to the human race is far too deep; from hate to jealousy, to something akin to love after meeting you. he appreciates they way you helped him overcome his past views and actions, but regret will always remain deeply rooted in his soul. so he tries not to think about these things. it’s not right to think of you in such ways simply because you are human. after everything you taught him, he thinks he’s sick to even think about a human kink. but then again, it’s in his nature as a demon to want to overpower those who are lesser than him. he’s very conflicted and tries to hide it, but he will sometimes lose control and show you this dark secret of his.

𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍

while kinks are inevitable in a relationship, he doesn’t see them so significantly. sex is special, for sure. but what matters to him is the chemistry between you, the flow of emotions and the genuine feeling you have for each other. but still, he loves that you challenge him. a mere human thinking they can take on the grand admiral of hell’s navy? he won’t back down so easily. every now and then, he likes to remind both you and himself of his powers as a demon, and he loves even more the blush on your face when you test his strength. whether it’s out of fear or arousal, it drives him crazy.

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[munchkinfox-the-deviant-fox]

Thoughts on the Bros' Sexual Behaviors

I have been having some thoughts and I figured why not share them with the class! Also, please give me your thoughts as well! I like hearing from other people!

Ahoy, 18+ NSFW ahead.

Also, Jesus Christ, this got much longer than intended.

First off, I'm not going to get into their true demonic forms. I'm just going to focus talking about their mostly human forms, otherwise this post is going to be even longer and I might cry.

Secondly, I subscribe to the idea that demons go through heats/ruts. The frequency varies from each demon type/sub-type, but it can range from yearly to every 100 years or so (with their long lifespans, can you imagine having a heat/rut ever few months?!).

Third, I partake in the thought that the brothers do have sexual relations between each other. Not all of them, but it works for some of them. I don't think angels and demons have the same concern as humans do when it comes to "family" considering angels are created by God and there are a few different ways which demons can be made. Though, non of their relationships are romantic. Sexual and intimate, but not romantic.

So in case that wasn't clear enough... Content Warning: demoncest.

Lucifer

So my thoughts on Lucifer have changed quite a lot and I've kinda settled on the thought that he is definitely a Switch.

[In my world/story] Lucifer and Diavolo have an intimate, sexual, non-romantic (not yet at least huehehehe) relationship. There is a level of trust and respect there that Lucifer has not experienced since Michael, but look at how that relationship frayed and fell apart. It's because of that trust and respect that he can let go of his need for control, need to be perfect and fulfill that image of the Avatar of Pride, and instead just... be.

When Lucifer steps in a dominant role, control is absolutely necessary. Brats will not be tolerated. Knowing and witnessing his partner do as he says is both comforting and arousing, no matter what he puts his partner through.

Kinks & Fetishes:

+Sadism +Control +Orgasm Denial (giving) +Behavior Modification/Obedience Training (giving) +Crops & Whips +Sensory Deprivation (giving & receiving) +Slave/Master dynamic (specifically Lucifer as the Dom/Master) +Covert Bondage

Lucifer's flavor of sadism focuses on pain, as punishment and reward. Of directing his partner, to the point where his partner changes their behavior for him. That's where the behavior mod/obedience comes into play and it extends to his life outside the bedroom. Having absolute control of his partner and their lifestyle brings him the utmost pleasure.

Mammon

Mammon's and Lucifer's relationship is so interesting and my thoughts continue developing in my head about these two. Lucifer's punishments for his brother cater to each individual, but Mammon's punishment is unique. Like, who physically ties up their sibling and strings them up as a punishment for being a pain in the ass?

Mammon, one hundo percento, is a Sub. He really enjoys taking care of his partner on one end and fulfilling their needs, and on the other end being denied and humiliated.

Mammon, being the caregiver he is, recognizes the stress Lucifer deals with and that he adds to that at times. Lucifer would never share the burden of his responsibilities, so Mammon gives Lucifer an outlet when things start to bubble over. Their relationship doesn't always take on a sexual tone; more so Lucifer's release comes from giving punishment, and it just so turns out, it's not the worst thing in the world for Mammon.

Mammon has also, over the millennia, gotten himself a number of piercings (gold, of course). We're talking nipple piercings and a slew of dick piercings: Reverse Prince Albert, Ampallang, Dydoe, Frenum, a Deep Shaft piercing, and 3 Frenum ladder piercings along the underside (technically making it a Jacob's Ladder)

Kinks:

+Masochism +Humiliation/Degradation (receiving)+Bondage/Ropeplay +Nipple Play +Service +Edging & Orgasm Denial +Praise

Mammon's humiliation/degradation kink is also intricately tied to his praise kink. Unlike Levi's who thrives on being degraded verbally, Mammon's degradation is specifically tied to the physical aspect: being played with or put in embarrassing positions. I'll emphasize, verbal degradation is the biggest of no-nos. Instead tease this man about how much he's actually enjoying himself and praise him!

He loves to be made into a panting mess. Restrain him (he is such a rope bunny), tease him, work him up and then tell him he can't come until after you do, and your spirit will be exorcised from your body. It helps that Mammon also actively wants to take care of you first.

Leviathan

I have a hard time fleshing out thoughts of Leviathan due to having a more difficult time connecting with him than most of the other brothers (an issue I also have with Asmo), but I still have some thoughts. Personally, I headcanon Levi as being asexual. He's not sex repulsed (he is, I believe, a sex-positive asexual or even a Grey Ace), but he does have some anxiety around sex when it comes to other people. For him sex (masturbation) is an experience that's akin to him playing video games. When he's in an isolationist/depressive mood or when he's frustrated sex/masturbation is a feel-good stress relief. If he develops a relationship with someone that has enough trust and interest build up, well, having a Player 2 for that kind of game opens up a whole new level.

I am a big believer in double dick Levi. I actually headcanon that he has a human standard external penis and that his second one is actually internal and comes out when he's stimulated.

Levi doesn't so much care for power dynamics, more so, he needs a partner that is patient and can work through the anxieties he has. He will need praise and encouragement because every movement he makes he'll feel like he's doing something wrong. Hence, at least at the start of the relationship, Levi will need your guidance and you to take the lead.

But then again, that boy do love to be degraded.

Also: bioluminescent cum.

Kinks:

+Humiliation/Degradation (receiving)+Costumes/Dressing up +Role Play

Something that will help ease Leviathan into his own skin (ha, snake pun) is role playing. Together, talk about what kinda of scene you two want to set up, decide on roles, and watch this man flourish.

Satan

Satan is a dom.

Satan hasn't had many encounters or experiences due to some... unfortunate past situations. So to even broach this topic, Satan has to have an immense amount of trust built with you. He is so careful the first time you two are intimate, especially being human. He's also always eager to try new things, wanting new and different experiences.

Kinks:

+Brat Handler +Exhibitionism +Pet Play +Primal +Take Down and Capture +Chains

I could see Satan trying out interrogation play, taking on the role of the detective interrogating the criminal, though he might or might not enjoy the "torture" aspect of the scene.

Satan will thrive if his partner is a brat. He enjoys the challenge of trying to tame them and if his partner submits too easily, it is likely to kill the thrill.

The pet play ties in with chains and cages. He loves watching his pet whine and beg for him whether chained to the wall or kept restricted in their cage. Collars and leashes, and cute little plugs that have an enchantment on them that allows them to move the tail attached as if it were their own. And of course he has to show off how good his cute little pet is, how well they whine and beg for him, how well they take his cock. Look it how jealous they (Lucifer, because he has to flaunt his obedient pet to him) are of him being able to play with his precious pet.

Once Satan becomes comfortable with knowing he won't hurt his partner, then he will be able to fully lose himself in his partner. To fall mindlessly into his baser instincts and just fuck and breed and enjoy. If you feel comfortable with it, Satan would love to let you lose in the woods surrounding the house, him having to hunt you down before he can have you.

Asmodeus

As I mentioned, I struggle with Asmo and fleshing him out as a more in-depth character, but even still I have some thoughts.

Asmo I think always takes a dominant role with sex, though he can jump between top and bottom on a whim. His preferences are flighty in the moment and so he can't rely on his partner to always keep on top of his moment-to-moment needs. Which isn't a bad thing: Asmo knows what he wants and he enjoys taking it. Though, Asmo and consent are a whole ass other topic I won't get into in this post.

A lot of fans of Asmo really downplay or just completely forgo Asmo's notoriety for being a narcissist, and again, that is totally fine! But speaking for myself as someone who really enjoys working and playing with the moral and ethical differences between human and demon society and the WHOLE slew of shit that comes with, I salivate at the opportunity that comes with exploring Asmo's narcissism. The depth and potential for character growth!!!

Kinks:

+Bimbofication (to partner)+Cuckolding (enjoys basking in the display that someone else's partner prefers him)+Exhibition & Voyeurism (anything that includes people watching and adoring him) +Needle Play +Objectification +Praise

Asmo really loves pushing the boundaries of his partner(s) and definitely has a bimbofication kink. He derives so much satisfaction and pleasure seeing how he has brought so much pleasure to his partner(s) that they are pretty much nonfunctional and can't rub 2 brain cells together.

Asmo thoroughly enjoys cuckolding (consensual or not). Having someone watch as he pleasures their partner better than they ever could, that their partner wants him more than them... It pretty much comes to there extent where Asmo can be considered a Zelophile: someone who takes sexual gratification and arousal due to jealousy; specifically for Asmo, someone’s jealousy over him.

I played with the idea of Asmo and needle play

Asmo enjoys the fact that others will allow him to use them however he wishes, including using them as objects or furniture. The needle play actually fits into this. Part of the needle play comes from his demonic scorpion form, the visual sink of the skin dipping from the needle just does something to him and he can't really explain it, but there's also an artistic/beauty element for Asmo. Depending on whether he wants to inflict pain or not, Asmo will use acupuncture needles.

Beelzebub

I see a lot of people headcanon Beel as not having much sexual desire and while I TOTALLY respect that, I whole heartedly disagree. I honestly think he's second only to Asmo in terms of libido. Granted, in human terms libido is affected by a lot of things, most which I kinda feel mirror demon biology. One of these things is exercise, and the amount this man works out and keeps athletic is ridiculous! Exercising and athleticism boost testosterone, which has been shown to have a direct correlation with a higher desire for sex.

So this man be hungry and in more ways than one.

He doesn't really play in the dom/sub power dynamic wheelhouse. For Beel, sex is more of a sensory experience, a means to fulfill his body's needs, and the bigger the mess made, the better the experience for him. I think the need for mess stems from his demonic traits.

Hygrophilia and Sloshing differ in that, sloshing deals with non-bodily fluids compared to Hygrophilia and bodily fluids. "Mess fetishists enjoy the mess created by sexual fluids, both male and female fluid. They may use the fluids as lubes, to drink, to “paint” on their partner’s body, or passing it back and forth orally (snowballing)."

Piss and scat don't bother Beel and don't take away from the experience, but he doesn't absolutely need them. He recognizes most people (humans & demons) don't typically enjoy interacting with that, but if his partner wants to incorporate it, then they can. For Beel, cum is his biggest bodily fluid that he enjoys covering him and his partner in, pretty much tying with blood and gore. Though, again, his human might not enjoy being covered in viscera.

When it comes to Sloshing, it's always and only food items.

However, for Beel, sex is an intimate act so he absolutely does not take part in dalliances. So if he needs a partner, he most often turns to Belphegor, and if not his twin then Asmo.

Kinks:

+Creampie +Mess fetish/Hygrophilia +Wet & Messy/Sloshing +Size +Inflation

Both Beel and Belph have knots.

Belphegor

Belphegor has the lowest of the sexual drives of the brothers (thanks depression!) due in part to being the Avatar of Sloth. I cannot put into words how much I love @thalfox's breakdown of the sin of Sloth [link to her post here]. It really helped me to have a better image and understanding of Belphegor.

But that doesn't mean he is never DTF, it just takes some work to get him in the mood. Belphegor is a Switch and teasing this man will either have the effect of activating Brat Mode and he will resist and crawl out of your reach, or it will activate Sadist Mode, and he will, again, resist and keep out of your reach. You will not be getting what you want if he has any say in the matter.

Belphie will always enjoy not having to do work, but sometimes he enjoys forcing his will on his partner and making them cry and suffer, making them a babbling mess hungry for his touch and for his cock. To be clear though, unlike Asmo, as long as Belphegor cares for his partner, he will always respect consent.

Kinks:

+Sadism +Orgasm Denial (giving) +Breeding +Entrapment +Consensual Non-Consent

Belphie's sadism is both physical and emotional/mental sadism.

The breeding kink ties in with the entrapment: forcing his partner to be tied to him in a way they cannot escape from. Plus, he kind of likes the idea of a little squirt running around...

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