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btdemaru · 11 months

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Obey Me Brothers eating you out

(hc's/drabble?)

Note : demon tongue hc's and their demon forms r used!

Warnings : [GN!reader], eating out, monster tongue, NSFW so minors dni, alot of cum, overstimming, edging, brat taming (Lucifer), spanking (mammon), toys (asmo), bondage (satan).

Lucifer

His tongue would be long and the end would have a sharp shape (basically not dull flat)

He loves to shove his tongue while kissing you basically deep in your throat and he pulls away just to look at your sloppy drool-covered face

Lucifer will edge you if you're a brat to him but definitely reward you by making you overstimulated

Likes to tease until you BEG for him to put his tongue in or give you more friction

If you're feeling bratty or just want some rough sex just annoy the shit outta him or disobeying him (gl tho)

"You're acting like this on purpose aren't you?" He spoke while his fingers graze over your hole, licking it up but not giving you the satisfaction of putting it in. "If you want it so bad then..beg for it." If you did beg enough for him to put it in then be ready cause he's gonna be there until you can't even talk and your hole is bruised and puffy as his long thick monstrous tongue fucks your needy hole.

Mammon

I like to think that his tongue is almost similar to a human tongue but just longer with a piercing on the edge

Cause he's the avatar of Greed, dont be suprised that he's always greedy for your cum and wants to make a mess out of you

Gripping your thighs while he's working his way making you cum again and again

His tongue piercing makes it better cause it always rub and hits the spot that made you see stars

Chatty and dirty talks you while he's deep in, the vibration makes you go nuts (he does this on purpose 🤝)

Spanks you lightly for fun

"haah.. c'mon cum for me and me only~" his words slurred as his tongue is fully inside you and fingers are squishing and kneading your soft plushy cheeks "yeah? One more time, cum on me.. yours truly will make you feel good once more". He said again, pulling his tongue out just to bite your thighs before shoving back in and shoves his tongue in and out faster while stroking himself, cumming all over his thigh and pants staining it. Spanks your thigh multiple times before going again.

Leviathan

I think his tongue would be longer than Lucifer's and would be bright blue, definitely thicker aswell

He's so shy to do it but will obey your commands

If you guide him, he'd be determined to make you feel good and practice to make you scream and cry just from his tongue

Would grind on a pillow or something so the both of you feel good while moaning your name

Levi would try stucking his tongue so deep but is scared it'll hurt you even though silently he wants to so bad

"hmmff.. this- good..?" Leviathan said in between him slurping you, his long tongue drills itself into you without mercy, one hand on your chest while the other one is pumping his own cock wanting to catch his orgasm "close, I'm- ah shit.. close!" He said as he came all over the sheets trying to come back from the high orgasm while licking the edge of your hole. "Taste.. so good~" his face was tinted with slightly red looking away from you "again?"

Satan

Sharp tongue but not sharp enough to cut or hurt you

But slight rough on the edges compliments his sharp fangs aswell

Angry sex will occur now and then so yay to you if you like it rough

Will tie your legs onto the edge of the bed/sofa so that you're spread wide giving him alot of access

If he's angry about something or someone (lucifer 💀) he'd go longer until his anger is satiated

"mhh, fuck! Could you believe that fucker did that? Mhhh.." Satan yanks your thigh while he spoke before spitting onto your hole and dives in. "Be good for me and sit here for awhile yeah? I'm sure you can take at least.. two hours~" he laughs and slid his rough tongue inside, going slowly so he doesn't hurt you because no matter how mad he is at anything theres no chance he'd hurt you. "Mmmh" Satan starts to move his tongue in and out faster while his other hand is playing with you, flicking and pinching it lightly. Stops when he knows you're about to cum "not yet. be patient."

Asmodeus

I think asmo has multiple tongues (like tentacle-ish almost)

Asmo will beg you to experiment with his tongue, maybe he shoves his tongue in you while he abuses you with a vibrator or your tip/clit

Will do this for hours until he's satisfied

Uses multiple toys on you

"please let me use it!" He begged as he holds a vibrator in his hand while still in between your legs. Asmo started to turn on the vibration and slightly pushing it in your hole before licking the rim "see~? Feels good doesn't it" he took it out making you whine at the loss of action, before you could even complain he shoves his big tentacle-like tongues in you. It hurt, of course it did there were multiple of them. "Hehe~! I'm sure it doesn't hurt that bad..!"

Beelzebub

Just his tongue can make you cum multiple time ughh

His tongue has a little edge sticking out, like satan's sharp edges but they're dull and squishy

The texture is like any normal tongue but big and thick whike sort of flat and not sharp at all

He'll eat you out until he's full (which is never) or when it's in the middle of the night and he's hungry

"m'still hungry..let me eat more.." he said while you're already extremely overstimulated from cumming countless of times from his tongue, he doesn't even need to use his fingers. "Tasty...so..hungry..." Beel spoke while shaking his head sideways on your hole just to make your wetness splash everywhere, his face and his neck covered in juices and spit. He could go til the sun rises again and he would still be hungry and wanting more of you "look how red and puffy it became..mmmhh" if you tried to push his head off from your already bruised hole he'd force your legs to lock his head and shoves his tongue in again.

Belphegor

This is just what i imagine but i think his tongue would be..dry because he sleeps most of the times not getting enough water

Probably has a beige sort of color to it, and isn't really as big as his twin but enough to pleasure you

He'd insist on you sitting on his face because that way he can lay down while eating you out

Lazy smexy time? Hell yea

"press more.. i can take it" he says while trying to make you sit on his face even harder, silently he wants you to use his face like nothing but a toy for yourself and you only. He lazily shoves his tongue making you grind on it yourself in a teasing manner "if you want it so bad..then hurry" belphie smirks under you while licking and lapping your juices up.

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another-lost-mc · 1 year

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Feel the Heat Headcanons | THE DEMON BROTHERS 2.7k words | NSFW | afab!Reader | Shameless Smut Content warnings: Poly!Reader, demon heats (vaguely mentioned), rough sex, marking, demon forms mentioned (Lucifer, Levi, Satan), facesitting, possessiveness/jealousy, consensual somnophilia. A/N: Read the other Feel the Heat fics: Royals Edition | Newspaper Club Edition.

It’s tempting to make a joke about how the demon brothers’ cycles in the House of Lamentation are in sync, because it’s true. They’re like dominoes - once the first piece falls, the others fall shortly after.

Even though they don’t like to talk about it, you’ve learned enough about demon heat cycles to spot the symptoms. In the days leading up to their heats, some of them (Asmo and Beel) are more aggressive and pick petty fights; some of them (Levi and Belphie) are even more withdrawn than usual while they start to nest; and the others (Lucifer, Mammon, and Satan) pretend it’s not happening and try to carry on normally, like they have something to prove.

You’re finishing some simple meal prep in anticipation of long, tiring days ahead. They’re going to be too distracted to cook, and you’re going to be too exhausted to do it for them. There’s cold sandwiches and bowls of Hellfire chili ready until the worst of it passes. You don’t mind doing this for them now; you know they’ll take care of you later.

You head back to your room and notice when the mood inside the house shifts. Even you can sense that something has suddenly changed. It’s like there’s a storm brewing around you; the temperature rises, and the air crackles with anticipation. The brothers are scattered throughout the house but it’s unusually quiet.

The pieces have fallen and you know they’re all waiting for you. The only thing left to decide is, who do you visit first?

LUCIFER

Lucifer hangs onto the barest threads of control and propriety even in his heats, and only when you’re naked and willing beneath him does he finally let his instincts take over.

He’s not usually rough with you - not at first, and not unless you beg for him to fuck you harder, or faster. He overwhelms you with his presence until all you know and see and feel is him. He cages you between his arms and grinds his cock into you while his wings twitch at his back. His body is heavy but comforting, and you know he is both protecting and possessing you in your vulnerable state.

He brushes his lips against your skin and muffles his groans into your neck. When your walls flutter around his cock and squeeze him like a vice, he sucks on your pulse point. The friction of his hips rocking against you teases your clit until pleasure sweeps through you like a wave coming onto shore: it’s pleasant and beautiful, but it’s not enough - for either of you.

If you stare into his crimson eyes and beg him for more, he's completely powerless to resist you. His cock slips from your body, and he's distracted by the sight of his cum trailing out of your hole and into your folds. You feel so empty without his cock inside you, and your keening whine in his ears makes him shudder. He’ll give you the world if you can be patient a little longer; his raspy voice promises that you won’t be empty for long. He smooths his hands down your sides and squeezes your hips while he maneuvers you how he wants you.

When he slams his cock back inside you, your thighs are folded against your chest and he can plunge even deeper than before. He has better leverage in this position and his thrusts are more powerful. You cry out when he pulls out until the tip teases your entrance, then he thrusts back inside in rough, fast strokes. He wants to feel you come on his cock, and he reaches between your bodies to rub at your puffy clit. He spills deep inside you as you scream his name, and the lustful haze that clouds his mind fades, replaced by primal satisfaction - for now, until the cycle begins again.

MAMMON

Mammon is your first for a reason and even in his heat, he wants to treat you right. He’s already naked when you enter his room and his skin glistens with sweat. He was pumping his cock lazily while he waited, a last-ditch effort to dull the aching need burning within his chest. It’s like slow torture when he watches you undress, and even though you’re not trying to put on a show for him, it's still the sexiest thing he’s ever seen. He bites his lip to stay quiet, but you can still hear the groans and bitten-off curses that escape him.

When you’re finally naked and walking towards him, his gaze lingers at the mound between your legs. He watches the soft, fleshy skin of your thighs jiggle and he can't help but lick his lips hungrily. He pats his chest and he lays down while you crawl on your knees towards him. He reaches for your thighs so he can pull you up, until you’re finally hovering over his face. You catch a glimpse of his hungry eyes below you and heat pools in your belly. He surges forward at the same moment he pulls you down to meet his mouth. You feel the vibrations of his moan ripple through you, and you gasp.

He pants between open-mouthed kisses against your skin, and he licks thick stripes from your clit to your hole, up and down, over and over again. You hold onto the headboard for leverage so you can rock your hips against his face. His arms are wrapped around your thighs to help guide your movements. He groans your name and mumbles how sweet you taste and how good you smell and how wet you are.

He’s desperate to drink your ecstasy down his throat before he fucks you so he moves his mouth even faster against you. He slips one hand between your legs so he can spread your folds apart. He teases your entrance with his thick fingers, and his lips press hot kisses against your clit. He doesn’t stop until his face is slick with your cum, and you scream his name as you ride out your orgasm on his tongue.

His cock is throbbing between his legs with his own desire to fuck you senseless, but he waits until you’re ready. When your thighs stop shaking, he helps you shuffle back down his body. You think he wants you to ride him, but suddenly he rolls you both over so he’s on top of you. He bares his fangs in triumph when he finally sinks inside you.

LEVIATHAN

When you enter Levi’s room, he’s naked and writhing in the nest he made for you in his tub. His tail thumps against the porcelain while he ruts against one of his body pillows. His aching cock leaks pitifully against the fabric, and he doesn’t even register that you’re nearby until you brush back the sweat-slicked hair from his eyes. He whimpers your name and whines when you pull away to take off your clothes.

He tosses the pillow aside when you climb into the tub and straddle his hips. His tail coils around your leg to ground himself. His vision is still a bit blurry from sweat and tears of frustration, and he humps blindly against you. The head of his cock slips through your folds and he moans at the sensation, but it’s not enough. You shush him and guide him inside properly - he tilts his head back with a stuttered sigh when he finally sinks into the wet heat of your body.

His rhythm is uneven and desperate, and you lean forward and hold onto the edge of the tub for leverage as you meet his erratic thrusts. He pants loudly and stares at your chest - your breasts are bouncing with each roll of your hips and it’s so hot. He can’t decide whether he wants to hold onto your hips or squeeze your ass, so he alternates doing both. When you’re both close, you beg for him to touch you so you can come together. You guide his hand to your clit, and he barely manages to hold off his own orgasm while he strokes you through yours first.

SATAN

He probably doesn’t realize it, but Satan has two very distinct preferences when it comes to fucking you during his heat.

If he’s one of the first brothers to take you, he doesn’t seem much different at first. He walks you to his bed, but he doesn’t push you down; he tries to savor the experience and treat you delicately so he doesn’t hurt you. You undress each other slowly, and his hands are gentle when he strokes your skin. When you’re both naked, he pulls you against him and kisses you. He’s trembling under your hands and his hard, twitching cock is trapped between your bodies; his body betrays the tender confidence he tries to show you. When he finally lays you down and settles between your legs, he rocks inside you and laces your fingers together above your head. When he comes, he whimpers loving praise into the crook of your neck where your scent is strongest.

If you go to Satan after you’ve been with Lucifer already, well - he’s a bit rougher, like he’s trying to make you forget the memories of Lucifer’s body with his own. His demon form emerges as soon as he smells Lucifer’s scent on you. His kisses are sloppier, and he pants against your lips as his hands tear through your clothes until he finds bare skin. He strokes his cock while he waits for you to get into position - you kneel on the bed and lean down until your shoulders and chest touch the mattress. Sometimes he holds one of your arms behind your back so you can do nothing but squirm on his cock while he fucks you; other times, he fists his hand in your hair and growls approvingly when the jolts of pleasure and pain make you whimper into the pillow. When he comes, he pulls out partway through so he can paint your skin with his release; he watches his cum trickle down your ass and thighs with primal satisfaction.

ASMODEUS

Asmo's room is dark when you open the door and slip inside. You start to undress right away because you know he's probably naked already and eager to begin. You hear a familiar purr deep within his chest, and you see the flash of his bright, clementine eyes across the room, and then he’s upon you.

He pushes you against the door and kisses you like he’s starved for you. He moans when he flicks his tongue against yours, and he sucks your bottom lip between his teeth. Your lips are slick and swollen from his biting kisses by the time he starts mouthing along your jaw.

His hands slide down your back and over your ass before he grips the back of your thighs and lifts you up. Your legs wrap around his hips instinctively and you both cry out when he sheathes inside of you in one smooth motion. He sucks a trail of marks into your skin as he fucks you; he groans when one of your hands slides through his hair, and the other clasps onto his shoulder. He whimpers when your nails dig into his skin.

You’re squeezing his cock so perfectly and there’s a deliciously wet, obscene sound every time he draws his hips back and slams into you again. He slips his hand between your bodies and massages your clit precisely the way you like; he’s not going to last and he wants to feel you come on his cock. It only takes a few strokes before your head tilts back and his name spills from your lips with a breathy cry. He buries his satisfied grin against your neck and moans his own pleasure as your walls milk him for everything he has.

BEELZEBUB

Beel usually comes to your room before you can find him in his. He prefers to take you in your bed because it's saturated in your scent - he'd drown in it if he could. Your door is open and you don’t realize that he’s watching you. When you finally sense his presence, you can see how hungry his gaze is; the outline of his hard cock strains against his pants. He’s across your room in an instant and pulling you into his arms. He hastily removes your clothes in search of bare skin; his hands shake slightly and his movements are a bit stiff - he’s trying to be gentle.

He undresses himself while he watches you get comfortable on the bed. By the time he’s naked, you’re waiting on your hands and knees. You wiggle your hips playfully to tease him - and after he kneels behind you, he smacks your ass lightly before he squeezes the soft flesh in his hand in apology. He teases his cock between your folds before he finally guides it inside, and you both groan as he splits you open. He likes this position best - he wraps a hand around your shoulder and pulls you back onto him while driving his cock into you with deep, powerful thrusts.

You whimper his name and choke on your moans every time his cock brushes over that spot deep inside that makes your toes curl. Your walls clench around his cock and it spurs him into even more of a frenzy. He doesn’t lose control, but you feel completely at his mercy as he takes what he needs from you.

You reach down between your legs and tease your clit when you sense he’s getting close, and you both come together. His hips stutter while he empties himself into you, and he collapses at your side so he doesn’t crush you. He holds you close while you both catch your breath. He falls asleep murmuring your name, while a trickle of drool leaks from the corner of his mouth.

BELPHEGOR

Belphie nests in the attic and sleeps fitfully while he waits for you to come to him. He doesn’t bother wearing clothes - he’s too hot and they scratch his skin unpleasantly. The sheets are tangled around his legs, and his cock lays hard and heavy against his belly. The tip is leaking and you can see it twitch when you approach him; even in his sleep, he senses your presence and his body begs for you.

You don’t bother taking off your shirt. You peel off your pants and underwear then kneel on the bed over his hips. He moans gently when you stroke his cock, and his hands clench the sheets when you lower yourself onto him. He finally wakes up - his eyes are watery, but you can still see the lustful haze that darkens them. He whimpers when you start rolling your hips in a slow, shallow rhythm. His hands squeeze and scratch at your thighs when you start to quicken your pace and ride him with more desperation.

He whines and tugs at the hem of your shirt, and you stop long enough to lift your shirt over your head and toss it aside. You’re surprised when his hips start thrusting up into you with more force than before, and you catch yourself on your hands when you lose your balance. He hums like this is exactly what he wanted, and his greedy mouth trails along your breasts until he can suck one of your nipples into his mouth. He can’t help himself - your breasts bounce so delightfully when he fucks you. He moves between them greedily, mouthing at the skin and sucking on each of your nipples.

You wind your fingers through his hair and tilt your head back as your pleased sighs and moans grow louder. The relentless friction of his pelvis grinding against your clit sends you over the edge first. He follows shortly after, whining pathetically as he buries his face against your chest.

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getosbunsblog · 1 year

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OBEY ME CHARACTERS WHEN YOU ASK THEM

“Ass or tits?”

Lucifer: “pardon me?” Cannot believe his ears rn. But tbh a tit man. Likes them average sized ones too, that just perfectly fit in his hand

Mammon: “mmmmmm….personality😝” I don’t think he has a preference, like literally. He just likes your body😭

Levi: turns as red as a tomato “WHY WOULD YOU EVEN ASK ME THAT?!?” I mean come on….. we all know he’s a thigh man. Don’t matter if they’re small, average or large. Just thighs

Satan: just laughs at you, then answers nonchalantly “I actually prefer collarbones” cuz he’s some kind of fucking weirdo like that

Asmo: “hehe pussy” will not ever answer the question and then will beg for 20 minutes to eat you out, even if ur in public…lil creep

Beel: “on a chicken or on you?“ he’s a booty man. Again doesn’t matter how big or small (though he does love it when his partner is smaller than him…ahem… size kink)

Belphie: just calmly says “boobs” as he’s literally laying down on them. They make good pillows

Diavolo: looks at you like a confused puppy and answers with something like “I like it all when it comes to you” he truly doesn’t have a preference tho. Though he’s the same as Beel (size kink) loves seeing his dick-print during your activities….

Thirteen: “ohhh baby you know I like it all” though she will spend a very long time sucking on your nipples until you can’t take it anymore

Simeon: blushes so hard. He won’t even answer in words. His favorite body part is your waist. But if he had to choose between those two….boobies

#belphie smut #beelzebub smut #obey me diavolo smut #obey me diavolo #obey me smut #lucifer smut #satan obey me #satan smut #mammon smut #asmo smut #simeon smut #thirteen obey me #thirteen smut #obey me thirteen #leviathan #leviathan smut

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chifuyudck · 8 months

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the brothers reaction to mc walking in to them jerking off

the brothers x gn!reader. nsfw.

summary: literally just the caption omg. 😭

warnings: mentions of sex, masturbation, dicks.

a/n: guys this is the first nsfw typa writing from me so idk if it’s good, feedback would be appreciated. english isn’t my first language, sorry for any grammar mistakes. requests are open (also for nsfw)

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LUCIFER

he was about to orgasm from rubbing his cock up and down until he heard two soft knocks on his bedroom door. luckily he was in the office attached to his bedroom so he had more time to fix his pants.

the way his belt is unbuckled, his pants are lazily fastened by a button and his hair is sticking to his forehead doesn’t go unnoticed by you, and you quickly realise what’s going on.

he isn’t ashamed at all, just a little bit caught off guard. knowing he jacks off thinking about you hurts his pride, but you having him edge himself too? that’s even worse.

would pull you on his lap nonchalantly and act as if his bulge isn’t literally pressing into your ass, would whimper too when you move too much.

MAMMON

you always storm into mammon’s room without knocking since he does the same to you, although you didn’t think this would happen.

he’s all splayed out on the couch while fisting his cock, when he realises you’re standing in his room he freezes and his face turns red.

you quickly apologise and leave his room as he sits there dumbfounded.

he can’t stop thinking about what happened and honestly, he gets turned on by the idea of you seeing him jerk off while he was thinking of you.

LEVIATHAN

he actually screams in a high-pitched voice as you walk in on him, his face all red and he stutters things like, “g-go away! mc! y-you can’t see me like this!”

when you turn away to leave he quickly gets up and pulls you back, “w-wait! t-things haven’t changed b-between us, right?” he asks you, still with heated cheeks.

“maybe you should put your pants on first, levi.” you tell him, and now he’s even more embarrassed.

is actually scared that you’ll walk in on him again, so he only jerks off in the bathroom now.

SATAN

you both freeze up as you stare at each other as you accidentally walked in on satan jerking off.

he would say something like, “well this is embarrassing.” while stuffing his rock hard cock back in his pants.

he invites you to sit next to him on his bed, and you do. while he’s acting like nothing happened your cheeks are burning red.

the tension starts to grow between you and he might as well take his cock out of his pants again.

ASMODEUS

would love you even more after you walked in on you, tbh he always imagined this happening and now his dream is coming true.

he only puts his cock back in if you ask him to.

makes remarks on how cute you are when you’re flustered, says he hopes it will happen again and wants you to join him.

if you want to he’s totally open for it, but if you don’t, next time better! will definitely tease you about it later, while he should be the one more embarrassed.

BEELZEBUB

he thought he could finally jerk off in peace now that belphie was playing games with levi in his room, but now you interrupted him.

apologises to you and quickly puts his pants back on, after that there’s an awkward silence.

you just stare at each other until you decide it’s better to leave him alone now.

is so embarrassed about it becomes the reason he can’t fall asleep, would later on come to your room and ask you to reassure him that you don’t hate him for it.

BELPHEGOR

this man would probably just continue fisting his cock, even when you tell him to stop.

would start moaning your name to tease you and make you more embarrassed.

straight up goes around and tell his brothers how you walked in on him jerking off.

he doesn’t care at all, and forgets about it the next day.

#obey me x mc #obey me #mammon smut #lucifer smut #leviathan smut #satan smut #asmodeus smut #beelzebub smut #belphegor smut #om! mc

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h4sanz · 2 months

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obey me! visuals - pt. 1

characters: demon brothers

warnings: f!reader, penetration, oral (both giving and recieving), impact play, exhibitionism, degredation, bdsm, filming, name calling, orgasm control

a/n: rlly horny rn and wanted to share my thoughts bc i’m always right /j

LUCIFER

link — he can’t wait any longer. lucifer had gone long enough without you, his favorite human. the first thing he does when you get to his room is toss you onto the bed and rip every single article of clothing off of you. he pounds into you like there’s no tomorrow, whispering how much he missed you and your little cunt while you were away in the human world. “my sweet little thing, missed you and your pretty cunt so fuckin’ much. now you’re gonna be good and let me use you for as long as i want, okay?”

link — fucking into you and ferociously rubbing your clit on the couch while his brothers are home.. he needs to make sure you know who you belong to. curses hit your ears as he raves about how you need to be quiet, but hits that spot that he knows makes you cry out every time. “you must really want them to hear you, huh? i knew you were a slut, but i didn’t think you’d be this pathetic.”

MAMMON

link — one thing about mammon, is that he loves being able to show off that you’re his. he absolutely loves to record you: the way you ride him and shout for him. he can’t help but rut into you when you moan his name so prettily. “fuck, yer’ perfect. that’s right, keep bouncin’ on my cock like that.”

link - he absolutely loves making love to you in this position, sucking your tits into his mouth as you grind on him. his hips will stutter when you praise him, telling him how he’s such a good boy and doing so good. he’ll whine into your lips as he kisses you passionately, you running your hands through his hair and softly tugging. “i’m your go—fuck, your good boy. love you s’much.”

LEVIATHAN

link - he will be an absolute mess. every time he dies in game and you let go of him, tears start spewing from his eyes as he cries and begs for you to touch him again. once he finally wins a game, he’ll make a huge mess on himself, overstimulation making him buck his hips up into your hand. his head falls back onto your shoulder, panting heavily. “please, let me c–cum, mc. i’ll be so, s’good for you.” “t–too much! can’t take ‘nymore,” he’ll cry out with red, puffy eyes.

link - he fucks into you with all of his might on the days his envy gets the best of him, especially when one of his brothers blatantly flirts with you to mess with him. he’ll talk down on them as he slaps your face, then moving to hold onto your throat, softly squeezing. he grips your waist so tight there’ll be bruises on your skin for days. “those fuckin’ normies. always doing shit to piss me off, even messing with my baby. you must be a major slut to let them, huh? i know you saw them looking you up and down; when you noticed i saw how you perked up, actin’ all sexy for them.”

SATAN

link - he loves making you ride him before fucking up into you instead. he understands your stamina is nowhere near close to his, but you can’t even ride him properly? and it’s only been 3 rounds! he either has to be gripping a leash he’s attatched to your collar or forcefully holding you, whether it be your neck, wrists, hips, etc. and the way you moan so beautifully when he slaps your face and body has him enthralled. needless to say, you’re lucky if he ends at just round number 4.

link - this is when he’s feeling more intimate. he tends to get really touchy when he’s needy, caressing and gripping your body, sliding his thumb into your mouth whilst whispering about how you’re made for him and such a good kitty. he’ll call you absolutely pathetic for how desperate you are for his touch, whoring yourself out just for him and no one else.

ASMODEUS

link - this is his favorite thing ever. please force him to stare at himself as he makes the most vulgar faces and sounds for you. make him watch the way your fingers perfectly wrap around his pretty cock and jerk him off, hand gliding up and down with fervor. then call him a little whore right in his ear for coming so easily to the sight of himself. “oh, what a little slut you are. coming that easily?” “please, please let me come again! feels so good!”

link - you saw this coming the moment he asked you to meet him in his bathroom. pleasuring his human whilst also bathing them, sign him up! he’ll read out comments, sometimes copying what they say with him own ministrations. “oooh, this person wants me to edge you today. shall i, my pretty?”

BEELZEBUB

link - this man has an oral fixation, he always needs to be sucking on something. so what better thing than your tits? it makes you feel good, so why the hell not. cowgirl is 100% his favorite position ever because he gets to watch your face as you ride him and as he occasionally nibbles on your nipples, causing a cute little whine to fall from your lips.

link - is he hungry? yes. but he also always craves you. one second he’s asking if you could make him something to eat, and the next he’s right up behind you, pulling your pants down to begin thrusting into you. he’ll be sucking along your neck as you try to focus on making his food, to no prevail. “b-beel! hold on a min– fuck! a minute.” “i can’t wait mc.. i need you right now.”

BELPHEGOR

link - his pathetic moans are all that can be heard as he trys to fuck up into you. he’s trying, and you can’t deny that. but you end up taking matters into your own hands, beginning to grind up and down. however, the position makes it almost impossible to stay focused on your task, the tip of his cock pressing right into that spot deep inside of you. “oh, please don’t stop, you feel so good, mc.”

link - his mind is blank. the feeling of you wrapped around him as he’s on the brink of exhaustion is overwhelming. he feels way too good to fall asleep but he feels if you continue this much longer, he might just pass out. he’s come twice already. the sensitive boy just wants you to keep going but his brain is too empty to make out words :(

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tom-foolery-incorporated · 1 year

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The Appetite of a Mad Man

NSFW MDNI, pussy drunk!Beel, overstimulation, squirting, AFAB!reader, gender neutral, racially ambiguous, size kink, full nelson, reader gets used as a fleshlight, big beefy bara boy, pussy eating champ Beel

Beel couldn't help himself when you looked so small next to him. The way the top of your head only reached his chest or how you had to look up at him to make eye contact. It was so cute how your small hands got swallowed by his big ones every time you reached for him. What really made Beel go crazy was the little squeal of joy you let out when he picked you up and flopped you over his shoulder when you wouldn't stop talking to Mammon. He honestly only wanted to take you away from his older brother to cuddle but how happy you seemed to be when he man handled you made something in his lower stomach itch with need. When he flopped you onto his bed you looked like a perfect angel to him. Your eyes were crinkled from your smile as your hands lay near your head. When Beel's purple eyes met yours he could only see love and admiration in them.

"Beel!" you giggled reaching your arms out for him with grabby hands. Beel knelt down on the bed with his left knee between your legs to keep them spread. He supported his large body weight on his elbows so he could press his face to your temple. Your arms wrapped around his neck trying to pull him as close as possible. "You smell so good," Beel mumbled into your hair. You shivered at the feeling of his breath tickling your skin. "I started using a new conditioner," you mused rubbing the back of your boyfriend's neck. Beel hummed as he took a deeper breath in. "You should keep using it," he said softly against your hair, "I like how it smells on you." You couldn't help the warm feeling that pooled in your stomach when you felt how Beel's voice rumbled with his chest pressed to yours.

"MC," Beel said pulling back to make eye contact with you, "do you want to have sex?"

You were shocked at his forwardness and couldn't help but sputter around your words when searching for a response. "It's okay if you don't," Beel assured you, "just know that I like you in that way." The precious smile he had on his face when he said that made him look far too innocent than what the situation demanded. "Y-yes!" you finally managed to blurt out, "I do. I do want to have sex with you, Beel."

You could have melted from the sweet look on Beelzebub's face as he ran the back of his fingers down the side of your face. You just stared up at the massive demon in awe at how peaceful and content he looked just by being in your presence. Beel held your face with his hands, careful to support his weight on his knees, and took your lips into his.

At first kissing Beel was a strange experience since you had a new flavor every time. It wasn't until he kissed you with jalapeno and onion breath that he made a habit of brushing his teeth more regularly. But right now you could taste the orange soda he had just had on his tongue as it ran over yours so tenderly. Despite Beelzebub's massive size, he managed to be so gentle with you. It was like a grizzly bear handling a mouse. You couldn't help but giggle into the kiss when you compared your relationship to that video of a gorilla petting a groundhog you had seen a couple months ago.

Beel pulled back with a crooked smile on his face and his eyes half lidded. "What?" he asked peppering kisses up your neck, "did I tickle you?" You shook your head and ran your finger through his orange locks, "no, you're just so cute." Beelzebub hummed looking down at your face so beautifully glowing with happiness. He felt something in him burst at the thought that he was the one making you so happy.

"MC," Beelzebub's deep voice sent shivers down your spine, "I wanna taste you." You furrowed your eyebrows and bit your lip at his request. "I'm all yours, Beel," you said barely above a whisper. You noticed a shift in his behavior when you said that. Behind his purple eyes a carnal need shown through. His lips hung slightly open as he focused on unbuttoning your jeans and pulling them down. You lifted your hips to help but Beel barely noticed your movements. The tone of the room went from cotton candy pink to a deep velvety red in an instant. Beelzebub unceremoniously tossed your jeans to the ground leaving you in only your underwear and your shirt. He grabbed the backs of your knees and pushed your legs towards your chest marveling at the wet spot that was now appearing on the crotch of your underwear.

Beelzebub's pupils went wide like a cat ready to pounce. Drool dripped from his bottom lip and before you knew it the room was filled with a ripping sound. Beel tossed the shredded fabric that was once your underwear to the side. "Beel!" you whined propping yourself onto your elbows but you were quickly pulled into Beel as he sat on his knees with your lower body resting on his chest. You curled your toes at how easily your boyfriend managed to move you as well as how you could feel his awakening erection on the back of your neck. Your pussy was directly in Beel's face for his viewing pleasure. Wet folds were slick with your arousal and glistened in the soft light of his bedroom. Beelzebub traced his eyes over every detail of your labia. His eyes marveled at how your erect clit twitched with need.

Beel held the hood of your clit back with his thumb and index finger and traced the tip of his tongue over the very top of your clit. You bucked your hips and let out a whiny moan at the feeling of having your most delicate bundle of nerves so outwardly stimulated. Beel ran his fat tongue from your needy hole through your labia and back to tease around your clit. You grabbed at his forearms that held you so steadily to his chest for support. "You taste so good," Beel mumbled into your pussy drinking up as much of your juices as he could. You did your best to keep your breathing steady as Beelzebub's lips wrapped around your wanting clit and sucked. His tongue poked out through his lips and continued teasing the very tip of your clit making your legs squirm and your hips jolt with every lick. You felt his hold on you tighten as he found a rhythm of sucking your clit, licking through your folds then tongue fucking your hole.

"Beel!" you moaned out earning a low hum from your boyfriend, "fuck!" For the first time since he started engorging on your pussy he made eye contact with you. You felt your heart stop at how absolutely starved he looked. His eyes held a deep hunger that you only saw when he was denied food. Beelzebub held your gaze as he sucked so greedily on your clit. Your eyebrows furrowed and you could only whine in response to the direct stimulation to your cunt. His devouring grew more impassioned when he heard your needy moans filling the air around him. Beel needed to feel you cum on his tongue. If he did not feel your body twitch and shake with pleasure with his mouth still on your throbbing bud, he was sure he would die some sort of tragic death.

Your hips rolled against his face pathetically trying to get more and more of his mouth on your pussy. Beelzebub growled into your cunt at how desperate you looked right now. Your chest was heaving, your thighs twitching, your hands were taking handfuls of his pants the best they could, and your head was now thrown back in pleasure. Beel tightened one arm around your waist as he removed his other to slide two fingers into your throbbing hole.

You gasped at the sudden intrusion of his digits and felt your stomach tighten at the feeling of having your G-spot directly stimulated by the pads of his fingers. You felt your orgasm crash down on you as your legs shook with fervor over Beel's shoulders. The demon could feel pride growing in his chest at how easily he could make you come undone but his hunger only grew when your wanton moans reached his ears.

"B-Beel!" you whined when your orgasm began to wash away but his mouth and fingers continued to work on you as if Beelzebub's life would end if he wasn't slurping up your juices and fucking your pussy on his large fingers. Your legs were moving and twitching on their own due to the overstimulation that Beel bestowed upon you. His feverish feasting didn't let up no matter how much you whined and cried out. Until Beel heard the safe word, he wasn't stopping. Your cunt was too delicious to stop licking at and the way your hole squelched around and swallowed his fingers drove Beelzebub mad with lust. You could feel tears pooling in your eyes as you squeeze them shut from the feeling of both pain and pleasure that Beel brought to you. You could feel embarrassment heating your already sweltering body up with every wet sound your pussy made and every slurping sound Beel made after.

Suddenly your eyes popped open and your hips shot forward against his face. You could feel juices shoot our of your overstimulated cunt as your body seized in pure ecstasy. Beelzebub lapped up as much of your squirt as he could. He pulled out his fingers to cup around your cunt in order to let the liquid pool so he could drink your essence. You whined feeling his hot tongue trace over your folds looking to clean up the mess it so happily caused. Beelzebub pulled his face out of your cunt with strings of your juices still connecting his lips to your sloppy folds. Your vision became blurry through the tears that pooled in your eyes but you could see the love-struck and hungry expression Beel had pointed at you.

"MC," Beelzebub said wiping his lips with the back of his hand, "can you still move?" You kicked your legs to see if they still worked before giving a nod back to your boyfriend. "Yeah," you said breathlessly, "I think so." Beel smiled at you so warmly you almost forgot he had just made you squirt in his face. "Then can I fuck your pussy?" Your whole body shivered at how Beelzebub so casually asked such a crude question. "Fuck, Beel," you moaned, "yes! Please fuck me, Beelzebub!" Beel slowly slid you down his torso so your back could make contact with his bed once again. Your legs sat on either side of his hips as you propped yourself on your elbows. Beelzebub carefully crawled off the bed so he could remove his clothes. You watched carefully as Beelzebub pulled off his shirt. Your eyes slid down his body marveling at his large pecs, strong abdomen, and carved Adonis belt. Your eyes traced over the ginger happy trail all the way to where his cock lay trapped in his pants. You were sure the button on his pants would pop off at any second with how much his massive dick was pushing against the crotch of his pants.

You licked your lips watching Beel's strong hands, the same hands he finger fucked you with, unbutton and unzip his pants. He eagerly pulled his pants down taking his boxers with them before tossing them on the floor with his shirt. His cock bobbed against its own weight and leaked with need at the sight of your pliant body laid on his bed. You spread your legs more so Beel could see both the needy wetness you held for him as well as the mess he had made of your folds. "How do you want me, baby?" you asked fidgeting with your lower lip between your teeth. Beelzebub stopped for a moment to consider your question.

"Can you get on your knees and put your butt in the air?" Beel asked with an innocent look on his face. You flipped yourself over and adjusted yourself to his liking. You pressed your chest to his bed and rested your head on your folded arms. Beelzebub grabbed his cock and rubbed it at the sight of your hips waving back and forth. "MC," Beelzebub groaned, "you look so good." He crawled on the bed behind you with a grip on his cock and a firmer hand on your hip. Your body shivered in excitement when the head of his girthy cock rubbed through your folds. The blunt tip of his cock gathered up the wet mix of your cum and his saliva through your folds before pressing against your tight hole.

Beelzebub was never an easy fit no matter how much he prepped you but the way he stretched and filled you was worth it. You moaned out feeling the way Beel's massive cock intruded upon your hole. His cock split your needy cunt open with every inch he pushed in our slobbering hole. "Oh, Beel!" you whined out trying your best not to fuck yourself back onto his hard cock, "I love you! I love you so much!" Beel groaned at the way your walls fluttered and sucked his wanting cock into your warm body. "MC, you feel so good," he moaned doing his best to not start pounding into you. His hands held your cheeks opened so he could see exactly where your greedy cunt held his shaft. "MC," Beel moaned gently thrusting forward earning an appreciative whine from your lips. "Harder, Beel!" you moaned out, "I want you to use my pussy!" Beel growled in appreciation as his pace quickened. The soft pubes on his pelvis tickled your skin as they clapped against your ass with every thrust. Beelzebub leaned forward to wrap his arms around your waist so he could focus all of his energy into you ramming his hips into your tight cunt.

Wet slapping sounds echoed off the walls of Beelzebub's room making you hide your face into your arms. Your moans became shaky with every thrust that push your body forwards in Beelzebub's arms. His heavy balls slapped against your ass with every thrust he pushed into your small body. Your hole accommodated his massive girth so beautifully Beelzebub panted praises into your ear between his grunts and moans. Your thighs shivered at the overstimulation his girthy cock left in your tight hole. When you first had sex with Beel, you were sure he would never be able to fit all the way in. But now you could only shiver in ecstasy at how your cunt hole swallowed his cock to the hilt. You whined out feeling Beel's hot tongue lap up your neck only to be followed by open mouth kisses against your jaw. It was a strong contrast to how Beelzebub so brutally fucked into you and how he left such loving kisses up and down your neck. His hot breath fanned against the bare skin of your shoulder causing goosebumps to rise to the surface.

You felt like an animal in heat the way Beelzebub mounted you and used your hole like his own personal toy. You balanced yourself onto one elbow while your other hand reached between your thighs to toy with your aching clit. The sloppy juices from your pussy leaked downwards with every exit Beelzebub's cock made thoroughly coating your clit in a mixture between your own natural lubricant and the pre that leaked from Beel. You felt electricity jolt through your body when the pads of your middle and ring finger made contact with your clit. The way Beelzebub gnawed and kissed on your neck, the way his cock pushed your gummy walls apart, the way you could feel his torso begin to sweat onto your back, it was all becoming too much. Without warning, you yelled out in ecstasy from the concurrent stimulation to your hole and clit. You panted out Beelzebub's name like a prayer to a merciful god as he plowed your hole through your orgasm.

The stimulation was becoming too much and you reached back to grab at Beelzebub to let him know since with every thrust of his cock words seemed to die in your throat. You clawed at Beelzebub's massive bicep with only pathetic whines leaving your mouth. A low growl emanated from deep within Beel's chest at the way your dull nails scratched at his tough skin. "You feel so good," Beelzebub grumbled into your neck, his body reacting well to your whining. "I don't think I can stop." Your eyes went wide when Beelzebub pulled his upper body away from yours to wrap his large hands around your thighs and hoist you into a full nelson with his hands clasped on the back of your head leaving your arms pinned behind his and your legs uselessly draped over his elbows. Your eyes stay trained on where his powerful cock pistoned in and out of your over-fucked hole. The burning overstimulation stayed with every frictionless thrust Beelzebub made into you.

It seemed that his gluttony was getting the better of him and despite you having already cum, he wanted more from your pussy. It's only fair that he fucks you senseless after all since you did tell him to use your pussy how he pleased. The wet clapping sounds of his cock pummeling your cunt grew messier. Your poor fucked out cunt produced schlopping sounds that only drove Beel to madness. The warm encompassing feeling of your body so lovingly accommodating his massive girth so wonderfully. If given the the opportunity, Beelzebub would have you sat on his cock all hours of the day for him to use.

Fat tears filled your eyes as the overstimulation turned into pleasure with every pound Beel delivered to your squelching cunt. "I'm gonna fill you," Beelzebub growled through gritted teeth. "Going to knock you up. Fuck you full of my cum." You nodded your head to the best of your ability with his firm grip on the back of your head. Beel continued to mumble various "fuck, I love you," and "gonna pump you full of cum," through your pleasured wailing. A wet feeling washed through your cunt making you squeal out Beelzebub's as a flood of squirt erupted from your cunt. A clear spray of your cum rushed out of you splashing and dribbling onto the messed up sheets of of Beelzebub's bed in front of you. Your mouth hung open in amazement at not only how you squirted but how much came out. Beel's thrusts faltered as he watched you spray your cum onto his sheets from over your head. All he could do was release a low groan as his own warm cum flooded your sloppy cunt. He slammed your poor body down onto his cock so he was fully sheathed as he pumped his load into your warm body.

Beelzebub shivered through his orgasm as you hung uselessly in his arms. You panted softly trying to ground yourself after having your pussy so thoroughly used by your boyfriend. Beelzebub slowly pulled out of you making you whine from the overstimulation of his cock gliding against your walls once again. "MC?" Beel asked in a quiet voice as he adjusted your position so he could place you on the edge of the bed. Careful to avoid the puddle of squirt you left on his sheets, you flopped down with your chest rhythmically moving up and down. "Are you okay?" Beel asked kneeling between your knees. "Yeah," you huffed "yeah. That was great." You closed your eyes and hummed at the feeling of Beelzebub's strong hands massaging your legs as they hung like spaghetti over the edge of the bed. You opened your eyes and propped yourself up onto your elbows when you heard Beelzebub move to get up. He looked down at your debauched form with his lips slightly parted and his eyes half lidded. "Beel," you started, "can we take a bath now?" Beelzebub held his balled fist to his stomach with his eyes still trained on you. "MC, I'm still hungry."

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dollwrites · 5 months

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𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), fem!devil!reader, body writing, mentions of mindbreak, suggestions of exhibition, all characters featured are aged 18+

𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ∣ please reblog && leave feedback. not proofread so there’s probably mistakes. thanks for reading < 3

𝗱𝗼𝗹𝗹’𝘀 𝗯𝗮𝗱𝗮𝘀𝘀 𝗯𝗶𝗿𝘁𝗵𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝗯𝗹𝘂𝗿𝗯𝘀 ∣ poll winner [ beelzebub + body writing ]

“All done, baby, wanna see?”

you weren’t so sure that you did, but you nod in a daze, and a chuckling Beelzebub tightens his grip on the nape of your neck, dragging you to stand in front of the mirror.

though your eyelids are heavy and your eyes are blurry from faded tears of ecstasy, you can make out the black ink chicken-scratched across your stomach. the biggest words you could read was bold and still dripping raven paint, taking up the majority of your lower abdomen.

THE KING’S WHORE

you would’ve blushed, had all of the decency and shame not been fucked out of you only moments before, and instead, you mouth the words, liking the idea of saying it out loud. “I—I’m…”

“My little whore,” Beel nodded, as if confirming that you’d read the print, and he was smirking wolfishly, before trailing his fingers to another word he’d written upon your bare flesh. “Cumdump.” he smears the ink a bit as he moves on to the next saying, “to use and abuse.” he chuckles, watching your eyeline jump to every new word he points to, “Are you reading along, sweetling?” but when you nod, he knows it’s a lie. his lips purse. “If you had a single thought behind those eyes, I might believe you. But you don’t. You’re all used up, and that’s why I’m going to show you off around the kingdom.” both of his hands reach around you from behind, fingers gripping your thighs to spread them apart. “So everyone can see what a ooey, gooey, braindead mess I’ve made you.”

his amusement is evident when, as he forces your thighs to part, a drool of his cum leaks out of your abused, overly sensitive cunt. scrawled across your thighs, messily and almost completely diluted with your and his juices combined, was another large saying.

BEELZEBUB’S CUNT

you moan as you drip his release all over the floor, but your belly is just a little bulging; you’re so full of his cum that you don’t miss the excretions.

“You’re going to… show me off…?” you asked, your voice thick.

Beel beams, and nods, fastening a collar tight around your neck. it was only when your heavy-lidded eyes flit up to it that you noticed the word HOLE written across your face, your swollen lips acting as the O. “Mhm, gonna walk you down the street on all fours, just like a conquered animal. You’re going to leak my cum the whole way, your sore cunt trembling and on display so everyone can see how you gape when I’ve hollowed you out. And you’re just going to love, love, love all the attention, won’t you, baby?” as he asks, he grins, beaming with mischief, and grabs hold on your horn with one hand, squeezing tight to hear you mewl and watch your knees buckle under your weight. “Good, good girl.”

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sacaydia · 9 months

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Beelzebub who will…

CW: Smut, GN!Reader, Oral, Cum Eating, Public Sex, Threesomes, Slight Belphie x Reader, Facesitting, Praise, Degrading, Masturbation

W/C: 240 words, and 1,297 characters

A/N: Pretty tame tbh, first time ever writing for Beel! (Line dividers from @animatedglittergraphics-n-more)

Beelzebub who will… give you head all the time. Beel loves your taste, anytime he wants a good snack he’ll slurp up your cum. Beel has no shame about his needs, he’ll do it in the dining room table, the locker rooms, and if he’s really hungry a restroom counter. Of course you can give him oral as well he just prefers giving you head due to his gluttony.

Beelzebub who will… fuck you with Belphie. Beel knows they both like you so why not share you, he would never want to upset his twin brother. Beelzebub is way more active than Belphegor so chances are if you’re riding Belphie, Beel will be moving your hips. Sitting on Beel’s face while lazily making out with Belphie. Belphie is way meaner than Beel, so while Beel’s praising you, Belphegor is calling you a slut for wanting both off them.

Beelzebub who will… fuck you anytime he smells your arousal. Beel seems to know whenever your horny, it’s almost creepy to be honest, but it’s only because he can smell your arousal and cum! Beel has a wonderful sense of smell, he can smell miles away so of course he can smell your cum when your masturbating in your room. Beel always comes in your room during these times, at first you were embarrassed that he knew, now you love it, what pathetic little toy can compare to the Avatar of Gluttony.

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

does he like to play with bratty mc

and how would this line escalate…😫

immediately came to u cuz luv your writing 💞💞

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

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

ANON SHAREEEEEE

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

Click here if you wanna request

"You Wanna Play, Huh?"

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

Enjoy.

Beelzebub was always so innocent.

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

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

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

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

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

Perhaps that was your mistake.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

However, Beel was way too big not to notice.

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

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

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

"So, you wanna play, huh?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Perhaps you'll reward yourself with some sweets later.

"MC, can we do it again?"

Hope you liked it, anon!

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#Obey Me #obey me beelzebub #obey me beel smut #obey me beel x you #obey me beel x mc #obey me beelzebub x mc #obey me beelzebub smut #obey me mc #obey me #obey me smut #beelzebub smut

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sl33pysh33py · 1 year

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The Things They Imagine About You While They Jerk Off- Feat. The 7 Demon Brothers

Pairings: Demon Brothers x fem! Reader

cw: mentions of: reader having breasts, masturbation, (duh) vaginal sex, oral sex, (both giving and receiving) mostly Sub! reader but sprinkles of dom here and there, size difference in Beel’s and some marking in Satan’s, plus general self indulgent smut.

(Inaugurating the blog with my very first post! Feedback/reblogs highly appreciated <3)

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Lucifer:

Thinks of your eyes smiling so innocently up at him, the way your kisses leave him more drunk than the finest Demonus, the dress you once wore to one of Diavolo’s parties that showed just a bit too much skin, the way you would look beneath him in that same outfit taking his “punishment” without a single complaint, all while in the back of his mind wondering what sort of command you would think suitable to give him in return…

Mammon:

Thinks of you singing his praises, walking around the house wearing the expensive jewelry and perfume he bought you, about bending you over the hood of his car, the way he needs you next to him right now, how he would do anything for you, the gasp the two of you would share as he sinks into your warmth, not stifling his moans because the whole house deserves to know he was your first man.

Leviathan:

Thinks of the way you make him feel, how he can’t watch shows without thinking of you any more, about accidentally falling on top of you like in one of those cheesy romance animes, his tail involuntarily snaking around your warm, supple thighs, the sight of your tits bouncing up and down as you ride him, and the names you might call him for thinking such perverted thoughts in the first place.

Satan:

Thinks of the kiss you shared in a secluded corner of the library last night, imagining those stacks of books were the ones in his own room, about latching his lips to your neck and leaving marks all the way down your collarbone, the slap of his tail against your ass, the sight of your face twisted in pleasure as you fall apart beneath him, and the priceless look on Lucifer’s face when he notices what the collar of your school uniform jacket didn’t hide the next morning.

Asmodeus:

Thinks of the adorable sounds you would make as he pleasures you, the way the both of you would look so beautiful naked in the mirror as he runs his hands over your every curve, the image of you splayed on your bed and pleasuring yourself, a cry of his name on your lips as you come, and the adorable blush that will soon cover your cheeks when he inevitably goes to tell you about each and every thought he had about you tonight.

Beelzebub:

Thinks of your scent, about grabbing your wrists and sucking exploded-cream puff filling off each and every one of your fingers, pulling down your panties like he’s unwrapping a delicious meal, the way you’d grab his horns as he drags your hips closer to his mouth, the bulge of his cock twitching deep in your tummy, the sounds of your praises for him ringing through the kitchen.

Belphegor:

Thinks of you spoiling him rotten, resting his head in your lap while you play with his hair, a bead of drool dripping down your chin while you give him head, lying in bed and burying his face in the soft flesh of your breasts, the image of you on your knees while he holds down your head and humps his cock down your throat, knowing you’ll forgive him later.

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angelltheninth · 1 month

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Obey Me Brothers + Aftercare

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

Tags: nsfw, smut, kissing, aftercare, cuddles, safe words, bruises, tail shenanigans, scratches/bite marks, pillow talk

A/N: On a bit of a OB high lately.

Lucifer loves talking about the sex you just had. One can see this as him wanting to inflate his ego and pride more then it already was but the truth is he wants to know what worked and what worked less, or didn't at all. That being said when you do tell him you really liked something he will make a mental note of it for next time.

Mammon doesn't want to stop touching you, yet he can't really stand still either so he comes up with a massage to compromise with you. You can melt into he bed while he gets the massage oils and gets everything ready. Taking great care not to press too hard in the parts that seem a bit irritated he can't stop grinning every time you sigh.

Leviathan looks over the marks he's made, inspecting you from head to toe, taking note of every bruise, where he went too hard, where he went too soft. He will be mindful of both in the future. Takes time to kiss every bruise you hissed at when he touched it, or flinched, those are the most sore spots and the ones in most need of his attention.

Satan wants to make sure that you still have your wits about you and asks you for the safe word you agreed on before beginning the aftercare. Last person to usually be scared of hurting someone but in this case he only hurts you as much as you find it pleasurable. Anything more then that and he would curse himself back to Hell.

Asmodeus offers you a warm bath and promises that nothing kinky or lewd will happen during it. You look pretty worn out, you already went into your subspace and he wouldn't want to push you there again by being an inconsiderate lover. He'll help you get washed up, and won't even touch your sensitive spots.

Beelzebub is already rushing to get you your favorite foods and drinks. The last thing he needs if for you to pass out on him because he fucked your brains out and made you come one too many times because he got too into it. His fault, but at least you're not hurt and now you get to enjoy him feeding you by hand.

Belphegor cuddles with you, even though you'd been cuddling before this too. It's a very simple gesture yet one of his favorites as it doesn't include any more physical strain on either of your bodies. While also giving you that intimae closeness when he tucks your head under his chin and wraps his tail around your midriff.

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thedevilspearl · 1 year

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awkward moments during sex — younger bros

a/n: a continuation of funny and awkward moments that happen during sex with the brothers, but this time with the younger brothers (older brothers here).

tags: 2.5k words. female reader x satan (edging, orgasm control), asmodeus (no warnings), beelzebub (manhandling, breeding kink, mating press, minor injury) + belphegor (mild somnophillia). minors do not interact!

𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐍

your fingers slip nimbly through his blonde hair, gliding through the strands as if they’re made of the finest of silks. satan leaves an entourage of nips and bruises along your neckline, each of them planted with more desperation than the last.

his hips roll against yours; not fast enough, and not slow enough. and yet, he seems to find the perfect combination of pace and rhythm which drives you crazy.

it keeps you in limbo, with hope on one side and despair on the other. a purgatory of sorts.

he loves to torment you like this; his teething grin tells you that. and with his head buried in the nook of your shoulder, he peeps up only to appreciate the overwrought look on your face. your brows furrow in such a way that he doesn’t know if you’re about to cry, or if you’re about to cum.

you suppose that’s why he loves it so much — satan has always been fond of a good mystery, always wanting to discover what comes next in earnest. he’s enthusiastic to say the least.

his rutting hips grow a little more fervent, earning a most dulcet moan from your lips. he captures it in his own, swallowing it whole and locking it away deep in the ravenous hollows of his body. you fill him up in ways he never expected, and he can’t get enough of you.

“satan,” you whimper, evoking a sadistic smirk on his face. “please…”

“please what, my dear?”

the endearment in his voice alone is enough to make your guts feel like they’re being rearranged — though, his cock is doing a perfectly fine job of that already.

“i wanna cum!”

every one of your senses tosses you back and forth over a very thin line. one second, you’re free to fall into a sea of bliss, ready to be washed away by the intensity of the orgasms he brings upon your body. and the next, you’re tied up in the confines of satan’s control. he decides when you finish, not the other way around.

the nerves in your body are working overtime, analysing each second and anticipating whether or not he will give you what you so desperately desire. your brain is moments away from turning numb from the overload of feelings, both physical and emotional.

so much that the creaks of satan’s old, wooden bed go unregistered.

he thrusts harder, faster with the promise that he’ll soon be done with you, and you can finally succumb to the ecstasy you’ve been reaching for.

“satan!” you squeal, locking your trembling legs around his hips. “i’m close!”

“me too, baby,” he grunts with each rut and grabs your cheeks, making sure of the eye contact between you. “we’re almost there.”

he makes a point of driving his cock to the hilt of your pussy, and his strength passes straight through your body into the foundations of his bed. all it takes is one more thrust to break apart the timbers of the worn out wood.

the mattress beneath you softens your land as the bed collapses, but the impact from satan’s body falling on top off you knocks the air out of your lungs. his limbs dig into you and you groan.

“shit,” he mutters, and his hands fly to your face, inspecting your pained expression. “are you okay?”

“not really,” satan rises with you, arms delicately holding your frame until you’re sat upright on the wreck of what was once his bed. “are you?”

“yes,” he chuckles, leaning his head against you before planting a kiss on your cheek. “because the sex was literally bed–breaking. and no, because lucifer is going to have a lot to say about this.”

𝐀𝐒𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐔𝐒

asmo has tonnes of attention and he loves to give it away freely, just as much as he loves to receive it. you’re special, though. he makes a point of that every time your insecurities begin niggle away at you.

whenever he feels you drawing away, he’ll pull you closer than ever before, never letting you out of his sight. with all the fame and love, most people tend to forget how lonely a person can become. and that’s why he chose you.

you took that loneliness from deep inside and destroyed it in the palm of your hand. you filled all the void parts of his body and soul with your existence alone; no one thinks about the demons a demon can have, and all it took was one smile from you to scare them all away.

you helped him in more ways than one, so he never wants you to feel alone or inferior — you’ll always be his number one despite his fans and fame and ego.

he must say, though, he is quite proud of how far you’ve come. asmo had immediately picked up on those small traits of yours, the ones that signal you spiralling into the pool of your greatest fears. the nervous fidgeting whenever he spoke to other demons at school, the daylight dazing out when you find yourself lost in thoughts, and the sudden silence when he’s livestreaming to his fans, like right now.

asmo was fully prepared to pepper you with praises and kisses as soon as he finished — he’s more than willing to give you attention. but the fact is, you stole it already, along with his breath.

he freezes for a second before licking his lips and glancing back and forth between your teasing and his screen. he mumbles and stutters whilst trying to hide his growing erection from his fans. meanwhile, you sway your hips seductively behind the camera, slipping the silk gown from your shoulders to reveal your naked body.

“today was really fun, my darlings,” he waves and blows a kiss to the screen immediately. “i’ll see you guys tomorrow.”

he taps his screen rapidly before jumping on you, grabbing your ass and lifting you. your lips intertwine in seconds and he drops you onto the mattress with out breaking contact.

“someone’s feeling bold,” he teases between kisses. “i like it.”

“mmh, i figured i should be more forward with my needs,” you say with a daring smile. “i think it seems to be working, don’t you?”

“oh, it’s working,” asmo expertly removes his clothing, and occupies himself in the meantime by kissing up and down your body, burning patterns into your skin until he meets your lips again.

“asmo… hurry.” you whine and he heeds your words, aligning himself with your soaked entrance.

“i love you, my darling,” he feeds you one last kiss before pushing in, and the two of you groan in unison. “i love you so much.”

“i love you too, asmo.”

you gasp loudly as his cock stretches your walls, and your clench around his length as if he was made perfectly for you to take. you’re seconds away from screaming his name when—

knock, knock, knock.

you freeze and the knocking is followed by lucifer’s commanding voice.

“asmodeus, you might want to end your livestream before continuing with your… activities.”

“what?!”

scrambling, you gather the blanket against your chest, tucking your legs underneath to hide your nude body. this can’t be happening…

“oh, my,” asmo tuts. “it looks like i pressed the wrong button.”

he makes his way back to his ddd set up on his desk, dragging a blanket to cover himself from the hips down. you expect him to turn it off immediately, but instead he starts reading the flying comments that you’re too embarrassed to even think about.

“hhm, everyone seems to be enjoying it,” he looks to you with a seductively intriguing glint in his eyes. “what do you say, honey? why don’t we give them a show?”

𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐙𝐄𝐁𝐔𝐁

“oh my goodness, beel!”

juices flow from your pussy and his mouth finally parts with it after bringing you to your umpteenth orgasm. your mind is foggy from the highs and beel rises, hands roaming your body and placing you exactly how he sees fit.

the back of your knees rest against his arms and his hands sneak under your body, locking you in place. he has you folded in half, literally. his feet are planted flat in the mattress and his immense weight pushes you down further.

you haven’t fucked in this position before, but you have a feeling beel is going to destroy your needy cunt. you take a liking to this inner beast controlling him right now; he must be so hungry…

his lips are coated with your essence, the one that works like a spell, entrancing him in such a state that he can only think about how much he needs you.

this is going to be good.

the tip of his enormous cock prods at your entrance and eagerly pushes in. hissing from his girth stretching you out, you wonder if it’s possible that you’ll ever get used to beel splitting you open on his cock.

“ngh,” you groan gutturally, unable to form a decipherable sentence. “s–so big!”

“i’m gonna fill you up, baby,” he growls and pushes in deeper. “gonna fill you with my cum.”

he slams into you, and an unbridled yelp escapes you before he raises his hips, only to slam them back down again. each of his thrusts rattle the entire bedframe and you’re afraid the brother next door might storm in with noise complaints.

a cacophony of sinful sounds fill the room — beel’s animalistic growls, your wanton moans, the obscenely lewd noises coming from your bodies, and of course, the shaking of everything around you.

he’s fucking you so hard it might cause an earthquake.

the mattress bounces along with both of your bodies, fucking like animals in heat. his cock drags in and out of your pussy and you’re losing count of all the orgasms he’s forcing you to endure. you’re extremely sensitive from him eating you out for hours and you don’t know how long it will take for beel to feel some sort of satiation.

being both starved and gluttonous is a dangerous combination, and this version of beel is a prime example of that. he pushes your thighs down further, allowing himself to explore deeper and you feel another orgasm creeping on you.

and it’s only a matter of time before beel finishes too, and he’s going to fill you to the brim with his cum before using it to fuck you some more, pushing his seed deep inside you. you can’t wait for the day he finally breeds you.

“fuck, beel!” you screech, not caring how ridiculously desperate you sound. “come on, stuff me full with your cum! want you to knock me up!”

“gonna fill you up,” he grunts with every thrust. “i’ll fill you with my—”

“aah, i’m so tired… wait, what’s going on here?”

before you can look in the direction of the door, beel literally flips you over and flings your body to the side, unknowingly using his full strength which causes you to collide into the wall.

“what the fuck?!” you yelps, tears brimming your eyes from the impact.

did he just throw you across the room?

but you have no time to yell at him because belphegor is standing in the doorway with his eyes locked onto your naked body. your hands fly to hide your private parts, but you are stark naked and daring not to move.

meanwhile, beel sits nonchalantly on his bed, covering his crotch with the sheets. “nothing. nothing is going on.”

belphie doesn’t seem convinced, which doesn’t come as a surprise and he slowly backs out, closing the door behind him.

not a second after he leaves, you throw the dirtiest, most disgusted look of betrayal at beel. “every man for himself, huh?”

“i’m so sorry, mc,” he glooms. “i panicked.”

“panicked? you threw me across the room!”

𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐆𝐎𝐑

“belphie,” you whisper, shaking the shoulders of his sleeping form. “belphie, wake up.”

a grumble sounds from his limp frame, and you roll your eyes, shaking him harder.

“belphie, please wake up,” and with a sigh, you add, “i’m horny.”

again, nothing.

chewing on your lips in thought, your hands mindlessly graze over your body — your breasts, squeezing them with a gasp; your hips, grabbing them exactly where belphie loves; and your thighs, digging into your flesh with desperation.

you don’t realise your pitiful actions, nor the broken moan that escapes you until belphie rolls onto his other side, his back now facing you.

a pout forms on your lips and you grab him again, shaking him with all your might. but your frustration passes right through his sleeping form.

“belphegor, wake up right now! i need you!”

“keep it down…”

giving up, you flop onto the mattress beside him, unable to remove your eyes from his peaceful face. as unsatisfactory as his response is, your body still needs to be put at ease. and you can’t do that without some form of relief.

before you know it, your fingers slip below the line of your underwear and a shaky breath escapes you. you make work of yourself, thrusting your fingers in and out while imagining belphie’s cock driving hard into your pussy.

what you would give for him to open his eyes and plant his fingertips into the softness of your hips, holding you in place beneath his sweating body as he slams into you, his cock making its mark all along your walls.

“fuck…” you whimper, with a hint of his name among your quiet moans as you cum.

belphie has yet to move an inch, completely ignorant to you and your orgasm. so much for quality time. with your eyelids drooping, you allow yourself to sink into the sheets and pillows, carefully snuggling into belphie’s body as to not wake him.

an hour passes, or maybe two, possibly more and belphegor finally stirs. he yawns with little energy and rolls onto his back, but his arm stays wrapped around you, tucking you into his chest. all it takes is one look for that swirling sensation in his stomach to come alive.

he looks down at his crotch and sees that the problem goes further than so–called butterflies; his hardened cock stretches the material of his pants. morning wood has never been so persistent since you came along.

every remnant of sleep is gone in an instant and he’s on top of you, lips pressed against your neck and hands sneaking up your shirt, squeezing your hips on their way to your tits.

“hah…” small gasps and moans escape him as his hips jut against you. “what are you doing to me?”

he hates that innocent look on your face, so oblivious to the effect you have on him and to what he is doing to you. but that innocence is also what turns him on. god, he could just devour you whole like the sick demon he is and you wouldn’t know a thing because you’re far to busy dreaming something sweet.

it’s almost like he can smell it, the dream. or, a more logical explanation would be the sweetness between your legs. your glistening slit has him drooling when he pulls your panties away and he soon makes work of freeing his aching cock from his own clothes.

“mc,” he whispers against you with a kiss. “wake up, i’m horny.”

your eyes open slightly, and as soon as you register his hot, naked body above you, you roll over to the side with a huff.

“not now, belphie. i’m tired.”

well, he supposes this is what he deserves. it’s a taste of his own medicine, after all.

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another-lost-mc · 1 year

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Your First Kiss Headcanons | THE DEMON BROTHERS 2.7k words | NSFW | gn!Reader | Smutty Smooches Content warnings: Pining demons, anxiety/insecurity, mostly fluff and suggestive comments. Some cursing. Certain demons are a bit, uhh...steamier than others.

LUCIFER

The fireplace in Lucifer's private study crackles nearby. He feels warm from the flames, the bottle of Demonus you've been sharing, and your body curled against his.

A comfortable silence falls over you both, and it's natural for his gaze to seek yours. Your eyes are dark, and it's not a trick of the light when he sees your eyes dart down to his mouth.

Your face starts to move closer to his, and the only thing louder than the cursed record playing is the thrum of anticipation and desire that sets his nerves ablaze.

He's imagined this moment longer than he'll ever admit. He's been waiting for a sign that you wanted to go down this path with him, no matter where it leads. Now that he knows what you want, it's too late to turn back now.

Your hand rests on his chest and he can feel your touch through the layers between you - the clothes he wears, and the walls he’s put up to deter those unworthy of him.

He closes his eyes to savor the experience of kissing you for the first time. Your taste makes him lightheaded, and it's more irresistible than the finest vintage of Demonus.

He follows your lead at first, slotting his lips perfectly against yours and enjoying the sensation of your lips moving gently against his own.

When you put a little more heat into the kiss - your tongue tentatively swiping against the seam of his lips as you move your body closer to his - he cradles the back of your head and slides his other hand down to your waist. He pulls you against him and let's a groan rumble in his chest, undeniable proof of his desire and it encourages you to give him more.

It feels like all you've been through together has brought both of you to this moment, and he's been patient long enough. He takes lead of the kiss, his buried feelings for you spilling from his lips to yours, while his passion consumes you both.

MAMMON

Mammon is caught off-guard by your first kiss.

He looked away in embarrassment after telling you, in a very complicated, round-about way, that you meant the world to him.

He pretended to look at something in the distance, but his cheeks were warm. He had to resist the urge not to look at you again, to pretend that you're not the flame he's constantly drawn to.

His feelings for you are overwhelming sometimes. You're just so fucking amazing, and all his - even if you don't realize it yet.

But Mammon is like an open book to you; you know how he feels, how he's always felt about you.

When he looks at you again, he's startled when your face is suddenly so close to his.

You lean forward and give him a kiss - it's quick, and it's not perfect - but he gets the hint of what you're trying to tell him: You mean the world to me, too.

He sputters about how you shouldn't go around surprising demons like that, and he almost thinks the kiss is supposed to be a joke, but he knows that's not true. It can't be, not when you're looking at him like he hung the moon, and your smile is wide and hopeful.

The happiness in his chest threatens to bubble over, and he knows he'll never forget this moment.

Fuck it. He wraps a hand around the back of your neck and pulls you back in for another kiss. It's still not perfect - you're both smiling so it's a bit clumsy, and your teeth clack together.

He wants more of you - he'll always want more. He wants to pull you close and hold your body against his, and he wants to plunder your mouth with his tongue, but not now. Not here.

He nips your bottom lip before he reluctantly pulls away, and he practically drags you back home to continue this in private.

LEVIATHAN

Levi didn't see the big deal about giving you the collectible game figure you wanted - so why the hell did you lean over and kiss him?!

It was over almost as soon as it began, a quick kiss against the corner of his mouth after you thanked him.

You're too focused on your new toy to notice Levi short-circuiting beside you on the sofa in his room.

His breathing is a bit erratic, and he rubs his sweaty palms on the denim of his jeans.

His throat is scratchy and dry all of a sudden, but licking his lips doesn't help - especially not when he tastes the evidence of your kiss: the sweet, sticky residue from the bag of candies you shared earlier.

He crosses his legs until he can discretely pull a pillow into his lap to hide the growing bulge between his legs.

You're talking excitedly about something, but he can't make out the words - his mind is still reeling from the implications of why you kissed him.

The kiss couldn't have been an accident - you leaned over on purpose, and he felt your chest press against his arm so your lips could reach his.

He thinks that maybe it was a joke at first, or some sort of tease, but he looks at you closely. Your eyes are a bit brighter, and your cheeks are a tinge darker than usual. You keep glancing at him shyly from the corner of your eyes.

He doesn't realize how long he's been freaking out until you ask him if he's alright.

He didn’t notice you spoke to him at first: he was too busy staring at you and your soft, candy-sweetened lips, trying to figure out what he's ever done to deserve you.

He swallows nervously and braces himself when he looks into your eyes properly. "Can we—can we do that again?"

SATAN

Satan’s first thought when you kiss him is that he wishes he had the nerve to kiss you first.

He likes inviting you to his room to read together - his room is lit brightly enough so that you don’t have to strain your human eyes to read the pages of your book.

However, there’s something alluring about the way candlelight and shadow play across your features. It distracts him from the book in his hands as he stares at you fondly instead.

You’re sitting side-by-side on his bed, which he prefers: the scent of the fragrance you wear lingers on his bedding, and sometimes he can still smell you when he goes to sleep.

You thank him for something - lending you one of his rare edition books, something he probably wouldn’t do for anyone else - and you kiss his cheek.

It’s such a sweet, innocent gesture but it still makes his body grow hot. It's not like the raging inferno of his anger, but more like a molten wave of affection that sweeps through him.

He’s not nervous now that he has permission to touch you, and one kiss is not going to be enough to satisfy him.

He cups your cheek and brushes the skin gently with his thumb. You bite your lip to stifle a bashful grin, and he can’t help but press his smile against your own.

His other hand finds yours on his sheets between your bodies, and he nearly whimpers into the kiss when you lace your fingers with his.

Your other hand finds it’s way onto his shoulder and you lean your body closer to his. Perhaps if he were overcome with desire he would wrap his arms around you and pull you down onto the bed.

He doesn’t want to ruin this; he decides this moment is perfect enough. You trade soft, sweet kisses in the cozy haven of his room, where time stands still and only your love remains.

ASMODEUS

Asmodeus wants to kiss you desperately, but he doesn't want you to think you're just another passing fancy in his long list of ex-lovers. He feels like he has a lot to prove to you.

He can't charm his way into your heart, and he knows you want him to be honest and genuine with you.

When he admits that he loves you - more than he's loved anyone before, possibly even more than he loves himself - the cravings begin.

He craves your company, and your touch, and your kiss and your body. He craves you. But he promises himself he won't rush things, and he won't pressure you.

He wanted to go shopping - and buy you something, of course - when some idiot demon on a motorcycle nearly ran you over while you crossed the street together. Asmo wrapped his arms around you and held you close while he cursed the demon who kept driving.

He pulled you into an alley off the main street so he could check on you privately. "Are you alright? You're not hurt, are you? I promise, if I ever see them again, I'm going to—mmph!"

Asmo looked concerned when he examined you for injuries, but he didn't expect you to grab his shirt collar and pull his lips down to yours.

He makes a surprised noise against your lips, then he moans when he realizes you're finally kissing him, and he can't fucking believe it.

His hands roam your body - your shoulders, your back, your hips - and he pulls you even closer as the kiss grows more heated. He can't help it, but neither can you, apparently - adrenaline is a helluva drug.

His kiss is hot and frenzied and desperate, and he feels drunk off your taste, and your lips are so soft, and his nerves tingle every time your tongue glides against his own.

You pull away first, gasping for air even as Asmo tries to chase your mouth because he doesn't want to stop.

His lip gloss feels tacky and it's smeared across his lips and chin. Your mouth is messy too, and your cheeks are flushed, and the way you're staring at him is so fucking hot.

He suddenly decides he's not in the mood to go shopping anymore - but he leads you home by the hand and promises he still has plans to spoil you tonight.

BEELZEBUB

When you're friends, you let Beel pick leftovers off your plate, or you cook him an extra large portion of food. When you start dating, he cares less about food and cares more about other things he'd like to share with you.

He's not distracted by the food on your plate, but the way you moan when you eat something especially tasty, or the way your lips shine after you wet them with your tongue, and he wonders what kissing you will be like too.

Every time sauce or cream clings to the corners of your mouth, he wants to lick your lips clean for you.

He tries to be patient and wait for you to kiss him first. Sometimes you look at him like you're ravenous for him in a way he's never seen before, but he's never been good at self-control when he's starving.

One night he sneaks to the kitchen for a late-night snack, but you're already there. You're leaning against the counter, eating ice cream straight out of the tub, and you freeze guiltily when you realize you've been caught.

Beel's stunned by the sight of you in your pajamas, hidden mostly in shadow with a spoon dangling from your lips when you start to sputter excuses.

He can see that there's a dribble of ice cream, just there, above your lip—

He takes the tub and spoon from you gently - and you smile, because you think he wants to share because he likes that flavour - but you gasp against his lips when he leans down and kisses you.

His lips are soft when they move against yours, and he sucks your bottom lip between his own.

Once the lingering sweetness is gone, all he can taste is you. You taste even better.

He freezes when he realizes what he's doing, and he pulls his hands away from your waist like he's been burned. He starts to apologize, and your face is flushed and he thinks you're upset, but then you ask him to kiss you again.

Oh fuck, you're going to be awful for his self-control.

He kisses you again, and again, and again. He whispers broken praise about how good you taste and how amazing you are between hot, opened mouth kisses against your lips.

When you break the kiss with a pleased sigh, his lips drag along your jaw. He wants more.

You're bracketed between his arms and he's crowding you against the counter. The drawer handle digging painfully into your back forces you to gently push him away.

He knows he's staring at you, and he might be drooling a little now too, but he can't help it.

You feed him the rest of the half-melted ice cream - it would be a waste not to - and lead him from the kitchen to your bedroom, where you can continue things more comfortably.

BELPHEGOR

Belphie is still groggy from sleep when he drapes an arm over your waist. You're both laying in his bed in the attic, and as much as he wants to fall back to sleep, his eyes blink open instead.

You're still sleeping, and your nose makes a cute little whistling noise when you breathe. You're so adorable.

He doesn't consider himself to be the romantic type, but you bring that out in him sometimes. In the dimly lit attic, the fairy lights hanging from the ceiling give you an almost ethereal, whimsical glow.

You look so peaceful when you sleep. Beautiful, gorgeous, mesmerizing—

He scoots a bit closer to you, and he's not sure the blankets covering you both are the reason why he suddenly feels so warm.

You're pouting in your sleep, and you murmur quietly too, and he wonders what you're dreaming about tonight.

He always feels so cozy spending time with you like this, even though you're still asleep. It gives him a chance to think about you, and the things he wishes he had the nerve to do when you're awake.

His head is resting on the pillow beside you, and he brushes his nose against yours. He smiles when you scrunch your nose in your sleep.

He kisses your forehead and cheek next - what isn't smooshed into the pillow, anyway. He peppers kisses along your skin, and he thinks about all the things he likes about you, and the things he wants to do together, and the things he'd like to do for you.

His quick kiss against your lips is impulsive. He's wanted to kiss you for so long, but since you're asleep you'll never know—

He panics when your eyes blink open and meet his.

You stare at each other. He's ready to tell you that whatever you think you felt was just a dream, but then a smile blooms across your face.

He tries to shuffle back from you, but you shuffle forward. He gives up when he's nearly falling off the mattress trying to put some distance from you, and you simply raise an eyebrow as if to ask, "What are you going to do now?"

“Nothing happened,” he says lamely, and the lie sounds as obvious as it feels rolling off his tongue.

“That’s a shame, I was having a nice dream that some handsome demon kissed me.” You roll over and sigh dramatically, and he bites the inside of his cheek to stop himself from grinning.

“Handsome, huh?” He follows you - because he’s powerless not to - and leans on his elbow so he can look down at your cute, pouting face. “And how do I compare?"

You reach up and cup his cheek, and he can't resist the urge to nuzzle into your touch. "Nothing compares to you." The sincerity in your voice makes his throat tighten, and his cheeks are on fire, and what is he supposed to say to that?

You grin at him, and your eyes are soft and full of love for him and him alone.

He's determined to kiss that cheeky smile off your face. He lowers his head to yours and kisses you again - properly this time - and hums happily when you move your lips against his like you wanted this as much as he did.

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Hear me out:

Demon ruts.

Like imagine-

Lucifer getting so painfully hard and needy that he has to swallow his pride to press you to "Please! Please let him fuck you!" He's practically on his knees begging you. Bonus points if you play hard to get. If you manage to play your cards right, then he'll actually devolve to groveling on his knees, precum absolutely dripping from the head of his cock as he grabs at your hips in desperation. He always has to be the epitome of control, but he secretly lives for these times where he finally yields and lets you take the reins. A whole week of not having to worry about anything more than filling you to the brim? Yes, please.

You'll have Mammon going absolutely feral with the slightest brush against his chest or shoulders- He'll be so greedy for your touch that you won't be able to leave yours or his room; one of the other brothers having to bring food and water for you to consume during the small lucid breaks between his rounds of salacity. I hope your stamina is good because you're scarcely going to be let out bed for the next few days...

On the edge of practical insanity, Leviathan wants nothing more than to watch as you bounce yourself on his cock, the smack of your thighs against his pelvis being the most erotic thing he can imagine. He's nothing short of mesmerized by the jiggle of your thighs as you continue to slam down onto him. Mixing that with the purely pornographic expression and sounds you're letting trickle from your pretty lips has him bucking his hips into your with renewed vigor. He's almost envious for everyone else because they'll never get to see you like this. No, this sight is reserved for him and him alone...

Satan holds your wrists in a bruising grip behind your back as he pounds into you from behind; it's as if he's furious. Probably because he is- how dare you speak to that lowly demon? Don't you know your his? He's growling in your ear how "you belong to him" and how he'll "kill anyone for touching what's his". Your ass is red from the sheer force behind each thrust. You can't bring yourself to mind, though, not when the tip of his cock is brushing so deliciously against that special spot.

Your body molds together with Asmodeus in the most beautiful way. The lust filled air, hot and heavy as you work each other towards your crescendo. There's no work from Picasso or Van Gogh or Monet that can rival the pure art that is the the two of you during this week. He holds you just as close as you hold him as your hips roll rhythmically together. Hickies grace each of you in a constellation that traces out the testiment of you connection.

You're sticky with a mixture of sweat, cum, and all of the sweet drizzles Beelzebub used. He's grunting out the most obscene things you've ever heard as he rumbles about "how sweet you are for him". His tongue lapping up the remnants of the whipped cream he used earlier, the sweetness mixing deliciously with the salty, savory taste of your combined cum. His large hands holding you in place as he moves to lap up the bit of caramel still coating your aching slit. Don't even think about trying to shower- you're his for the taking this week and he wants to taste everything you have to offer...

It's the mixture of slow, deep thrusting and animalistic fucking that has you slowly losing your mind with Belphegor. The few hours of sleep you get are interrupted by his familiar weight settling in top of you as he slides home for the first time of many that day. The slow, tired rolls of his hips turn into rough thrusts that have his heavy balls slapping perfectly against your ass cheeks, the sound mortifyingly vulgar in the quiet early morning hours. His hands gripping yours in a way that almost makes this feel intimate in comparison to the carnal fucking that it actually is.

(I don't know what this is either... I wrote this instead of socializing at my family's 4th of July reunion 🥲🔫)

Reblogs are appreciated!🛐 Happy 4th to everyone who celebrates it🎉

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