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lost-in-lamentation · 10 months

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you're not his. but he hopes that with this, you'll finally see how much he wants you.

content: the brothers give you their purest form of affection. what do they do?

warnings: if you don't like physical affection, this may not be for you (⇀‸↼‶)

part two with the sides here.

belphegor; he bites you.

he watches you flip through your homework, his gaze following your pen as you scribble across the page. it's not long before he decides he can't hold back anymore, and eventually makes his way over to you. he places his hands on your shoulders, letting you know he's there, before he nips lightly at the base of your neck.

"wha- belphie! what was that for?!" you cry out, your face beginning to flush.

belphegor smiles at you, his eyes soft yet mischievous. "figure it out yourself."

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beelzebub; he gives you bunny kisses.

after a hard fought fangol game, beelzebub can't help but look for you in the crowd. when he finally sees you, arms waving excitedly and all, he runs harder than he did the whole game. the demon slows to a stop in front of you, your grin inviting him closer. his hands move faster than he thinks, cupping your face as he leans in to rub his nose with yours. when he pulls back, his hands are replaced by a light blush.

"beel, you..."

beelzebub takes your hand in his. "let's go get something to eat."

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asmodeus; he pampers you.

a long day leaves you too tired to properly freshen up at the end of it. but asmodeus decides that if anyone gets to share his special beauty products, it's you. he tugs you into his private bathroom with the utmost care, handing you bottles of who knows what that he says will help you. when you've finished, asmodeus has you lay down on his bed, his hands slowly working the knots out of your back.

you release a relaxed sigh under his touch. "thanks, asmo," you murmur.

asmodeus delights in the way you start to melt. "anything for you, darling."

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satan; he touches foreheads with you.

the sight of you reading a book he recommended while sitting in his favourite chair was simply too much. he stares at you a while longer before he decides he's had enough. the blonde makes his way towards you, his lips pouting, but his eyes loving. he waits for you to look up at him, and when you do, he leans down, pressing his forehead onto yours. his eyes flutter shut, and he is internally thanking the stars that you haven't pulled away.

"are you okay?" you whisper ever so softly.

satan reaches to rub a thumb over your cheek. "i am now."

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leviathan; he links your arms together.

he spends at least fifteen minutes debating if he's allowed to even touch you. you're so close to him; if you were sitting any nearer, you'd be brushing elbows. was it so bad of him to want that? the game he's playing with you takes second priority for a brief second, causing leviathan to slip up and nearly die in game. when you look at him, concern written across your face, he can't stop himself. his arm snakes around yours, linking together.

"levi? you're okay with this?"

"i-if it's you... yeah. i think am," he stutters, trying to ignore the way you shift closer to him.

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mammon; he gives you a back hug.

when he comes home, the last thing he expects is to overhear you arguing with lucifer about him. but when mammon listens to you defending his name, he nearly breaks down then and there. he waits for you to leave lucifer's study, waits for you to pad down the hallway down to your room. when he finally catches a glimpse of you, he's throwing himself around you, arms wrapping your waist and his face burying into your hair.

"what's this about, mammon?"

"... nothin'." mammon sighs against your neck, his fingers tapping on your stomach one time, then four times, then three times. he hopes you'll understand.

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lucifer; he kisses you.

the eldest of seven nearly has a heart attack when he awakes on his bed. he remembers falling asleep at his desk, not his bed. lucifer snaps his head around and is greeted by you, sitting at the desk he thought he had never left. he barely registers the words that leave your mouth as he begins to walk towards you. for once, lucifer acts without thinking, and he finds himself gravitating towards you to place a gentle kiss on your lips. he practically shudders with joy when you return the sentiment.

"good morning," you say as you separate, breath fanning against his lips.

"good morning," lucifer returns, chasing you for one more kiss.

a/n: asmo is so hard to write for me... i'm sorry asmo fans. (also, should i do a part 2 for purgatory hall and royalty crew?)

#obey me #obey me swd #obey me nightbringer #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #lucifer x you #mammon x you #leviathan x you #satan x you #asmodeus x you #beelzebub x you #belphegor x you #aris writes 🐈‍⬛

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dollwrites · 10 months

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I have a request!!! Can you maybe do a dark fic of Yandere Belphie (OM) where the MC reader (fem preferably) somehow accidentally goes into Belphie’s room/cage without being able to get back out? The longing of Belphie as he watches her come and go…but now? She can finally be his.

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), fem!reader, yandere!belphie, noncon, begging, fingering, very brief degradation, touch starved belphie, all characters featured are aged 18+

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

“Don’t leave me,” it was a pathetic and whiny moan against the shell of your ear. one you might have even thought was precious had he not been pressing all of his body weight against you. his fists wrapped tightly around your wrists, pinning the backs of your hands to the floor as he littered your sensitive neck with hungry, open mouthed kisses. “Stay with me. Play with me.”

you could feel the graze of his teeth, and the roughness of his horns as they rub against you, his tongue swirling circles, leaving trails of warm saliva over skin that he swells by suckling hard. “B—Belph…!” you gasp, tilting your head back to try and look towards the gated exit. it must’ve been charmed by magic you didn’t understand, because once you’d managed to get inside, you couldn’t get back out. your DDD lay just on the other side, though, and you could see Lucifer’s stoic expression every time the phone lit up with another call. “I-I need to…” your arms could fit through the bars, if he wasn’t pinning them down. your hands make fists, and then uncurl, as if you were trying to grab for it, and bite your lip as you stare at the screen. you could imagine Lucifer was robocalling you, unable to find you in the manor.

“Don’t worry, he won’t even think to look here.” Belphegor elicits a breathy moan, pressing his body to yours. his eyes flickered up to the DDD, too, and he allows a lazy smirk to stretch his lips as he presses them in a seal against your collarbone. he shifts his grip, taking your weak wrists together in one palm to push them above your head. this new position freed one hand that he then slipped under the waistband of your jeans, regardless of your gurgled protest. he didn’t even have to unbutton them, digging underneath the fabric of them and your panties to cup your warm sex. you whimper, pushing your back off the floor at the sensation— it’s greedy and uncouth, the tips of his digits hooking underneath your netherlips to anchor his hand there. your thighs clamp together, legs trying to rub and kick between your bodies, but his hand was already between your hips, and there was no pushing him out now. “You’re such a good girl, my brother wouldn’t suspect you’d break his rules, come exploring the attic even though he told you not to. You’re safely here with me, and I don’t have to let you go.” he whispers each syllable, signing his name over your chest with his tongue as if to claim you as his.

“I’ve been waiting… watching for so long… I’ve needed this. I’ve needed you.”

“W—wait,” you breathe out, bucking your hips, squeezing your fists and pushing against his strength. it was no use, you were much, much weaker than him, but you tried to show as much resistance as you could muster, “d-don’t touch… Belphie, Lucifer will eventually find me! I don’t want you to get in more trouble…” you were panting, now, be it from fear or the pleasurable strokes as he rubs his finger pads between your folds, feeling all of your slick, vulnerable sex. you didn’t want to show that it felt good, being played with against your will, but you couldn’t help it if he felt the heat from your blushing cheeks, or the way your cunt trembled under his fingertips. “J—just help me reach my DDD, yeah..??” you bite down, harshly on your lip when he lets out a bestial snort, using his horns and hooking them through your top and bra. with a shake of his head, like a mad bull, he’s shredded your clothes, and nuzzles his face into your breasts, smothering himself with them. your eyelids flutter when he nips at one, delicate bud; it hardens between his teeth, a pleased growl rumbling in the back of his throat. “L—Lucifer might reward you for h-helping, I could even… maybe I can ask him to let y-you out—!” you try to add, but his middle finger slips into your clenching hole, and it spasms in protest as he sets a brutal pace. “B-Belphegor..!! D—don’t..!!”

“You’re so stupid, it’s kinda cute, even.” Belphegor teases, his gaze burning into yours as he rolls your nipple between his teeth, before clamping his mouth down around it, sucking. he makes a loud, smacking sound as drool leaks out of the corners of his mouth, as if he were feeding from you as desperately as a starved animal. he moans, his ring finger joining the middle one to stretch you open further. they pump, knuckle deep, inside of you, and you can feel every subtle curl as he searches for a sweet spot. you mewl his name, pathetic tears in the corners of your eyes. he was rough, but you didn’t think that he was trying to hurt you.

he was just so damn desperate— and you could see a wildfire of hunger burning in his eyes. he couldn’t be gentle, even if he wanted to.

prying his mouth from your nipple with a dizzying pop, he breathes, ragged, glaring up at you with his dark tresses hanging in his eyes. “You’re here with me, now. I don’t care about getting out, not anymore. Not now that I’ve snagged a pretty, little plaything to keep me happy.” his fingers thrust in, deep and fast, until you’re squealing and writhing around on the floor, and he nuzzles against your breast, smearing saliva between his cheek and your mound, before dragging his teeth and tongue over your areola with his fist clenching your wrists tighter. he moans, closing his eyes, when his fingers batter a bundle of spongy nerves that send you into a yelping, kicking fit, coming unraveled beneath him. “And you like it, too, don’t you?” when you shake your head, trying to bite down on your lip so you don’t make any more flustered sounds, his pace only picked up, coaxing your body to answer for you. clenches, spasms, and soaking through your jeans, your eyelids fluttered and your head fell back. you could still watch Lucifer lighting up your DDD, no doubt urgently looking for you. “It’s okay, you can lie to me and tell me you hate it, if that’s what you want.” Belphegor presses all of his weight on you, dragging his open mouth against your cheek as he breathes heavily against it. there’s a sizable, firm lump that grinds against your trembling thigh when he rests his body on yours, and you hate how wet it makes you to feel the shape of his cock prodding, searching for your hyper-sensitive cunt. “As long as you never leave me, you can act as bratty as you want to. Our little game,” he coos, nibbling on your jaw, before inching up to smother your mouth with his own, “just remember, the more you resist, the rougher I’ll have to get, baby.”

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stupidlovergirl · 1 year

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Picture Perfect

They catch the fact that your lockscreen is a picture of them. Feat. Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor Dev Notes: I think its really cute when friends and couples have each other as home screens.

Lucifer doesn't like when people take photos, so imagine his surprise when he sees a picture of himself on a factory tour you two had taken a few weeks ago, smiling softly. he wonders when you took it, but he can't be mad, though. Not at you. When you come in looking for phone, Lucifer pretends he hasn't seen anything, but he knows when you unlock your phone and smile, your smiling at him.

When you asked Mammon to get your phone and tell Luke you'd be a minute or two late for your grocery trip, he'd didn't think he'd see a photo of him from a recent photo shoot. It was for a sneaker ad, with the camera closer to the ground, but still catching all of him. He was smiling cockily at the camera, sharp teeth on display. He knew you had liked it, but not this much. He's blushing, and it takes him a few moments to remember why he even had your phone. Quickly sending the text and giving you the phone, you knew he had seen with the red that covered his face. You just smiled and shook your head.

Leviathan changes his lock screen a lot. Every week, it changes to a different anime character he has became obsessed with. So imagine his surprise when instead of you having something similar, or just a pretty picture, it was him. It was from a con a few weeks ago. It was a photo of him and you in a group cosplay you two had done. He's smiling big, and so are you. Your looking more at him than the camera, with love in your eyes. It makes him flustered even thinking about it. Levi goes on to do what you had asked him. You didn't have the time to do your dailies, so you gave Levi your phone and just do whatever he wanted. You knew must have taken it to heart when the next time you have Levi's phone, you see a picture of yourself looking back.

Satan doesn't really change his lock screen, currently it's just a picture of a cat he has recently seen on the street that he has been feeding. Yet when he opened to look at your phone, he was surprised to see a picture of himself from a recent visit to a cat cafe. He was surrounded by the cats, smiling ear to ear. It makes him happy, thinking about the experience, and it makes him feel sentimental just seeing that you wanted to see him so much that you had set it to your home screen. You ask him was got his attention, and he turns to you and brings you into a hug. "Nothing, just thinking about how cute you are". It doesn't make sense until you see over his shoulder the photo of you kissing a kitty.

Asmodeus had just asked to see the photos you had taken of him from a event you two had attended the night before. When you gave him your phone, he unlocked it a couldn't help but gasp. "Oh! Your so cute!!" he squeals, going to hug you. You laughed at him.

"Asmo! What's this about!" you laugh, feeling his the kisses quickly pressed against your face and neck.

"A picture of me as your home screen! Just from the night before! You just love seeing me that much?" he teases, looking you with a smile

"Of course! Why wouldn't I want to see the most attractive demon in the Devildom every chance I got?" Asmo squeals and goes into another kiss attack

Beelzebub's phone was dead, so you had just given him yours to order his meal on AkUber on. "Just make sure to change the payment! I don't think I have enough to pay for your food on my card, love" is all you had told him. So when he had opened your phone and hit the app, he was satisfied with ordering he closed it. It was only then did he realize your home screen. It was a picture of him from a recent date night you two had. He was eating a pudding, smiling and a sparkle in his eye. It makes him smile. When he hands you your phone back, he places a kiss on your forehead and makes a mental note to change his to one of you so your matching.

Belphegor didn't even change his background from the basic one you get when you buy the phone. So he felt kind of bad when he saw a picture of him, sleeping in your bed, and even wearing your clothes. It makes him blush, and even feel a little shy. It is the simple things that make him feel your love,and the fact that you want to see him enough that you changed your lock screen to him it makes him feel giddy. He will never tell you, and you'll only figure it out if you have his phone yourself, but he also changes his lock screen to you also. He understands why you did it after, because seeing you never fails to make him smile.

#lucifer x reader #mammon x reader #leviathan x reader #satan x reader #asmodeus x reader #beelzebub x reader #belphegor x reader #obey me x reader #obswd x reader #lucifer x you #mammon x you #leviathan x you #satan x you #asmodeus x you #beelzebub x you #belphegor x you #obey me x you #obmswd x you #bunny's.game.collection

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belphies-hands-around-my-throat · 6 months

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Lucifer, Belphie, Levi NSFW - The Kinks They Discovered With You/Because of You

Hello there, sweets! Happy Halloween!! 🎃

And thank you for deciding to follow this blog lol. I'm honestly kind of surprised with the engagement lol.

This is a bit late but the day has been busy haha. I hope you like my first released NSFW for this blog... And since it's Halloween, I'm not holding back on kinks~~ Sorry, if it's not up to your standards, I am very tired. 🙈

Lucifer - Cockwarming

Well, he was surprised with this because… To put it simply, he never liked mixing pleasure and work. Before you, he would always get annoyed with someone as much as trying to hit on him in a professional setting. But you… You were different. You were there for him, you supported him, and he trusted you. He knew you wouldn't let him fail, and wouldn't get in the way of responsibilities, even if he sometimes wanted you to. Would stay all night doing his work for him, if he felt overwhelmed.

It was your idea. You thought it would be relaxing. Truth be told, he didn't exactly buy it. But he would indulge you, just this once if not again and again if needed.

He would get distracted at first, feeling your warm tight hole around his cock. If he had will any weaker, he would give it up right then and there.

But he had self-control.

He leaned into it, scratching line after line into the paper.

And after a while, he discovered… It really was relaxing in a way. Your presence often had that effect on him but this… Closeness, and intimacy, even when he was otherwise distracted. Somehow… He felt completely calm.

He would lean back in his chair sometimes, push his hips further into your willing mouth, and run his gloved fingers gently through your hair.

It felt good. In a way that was different than sex, or cuddling.

Something in between.

"What a good little pet." He would whisper, unwilling to break the sleepy trance you seemed to find yourself in. "You really knew me better than myself there. Good job."

Belphegor - Dacryphilia

Oh boy. He has a complicated relationship with this one. Here's the thing he always knew about himself - he liked to be somewhere on the "mean in bed" spectrum. He perhaps had more appreciation for tears than he ought to have before. But. You were and remain to be different.

It started for him when he was still stuck in the attic, after meeting you. He would fantasize about his brother's reaction a lot at the time. And your reaction, inadvertently, as well. He imagined how satisfying and thrilling it would be to see the look of betrayal and surprise on your face. And then he started seeing you more and more. It was only natural you appeared in his mind more and more. He wanted to see you crumpled on the floor, looking up at him with pleading eyes, tears streaming down your cheeks. He wanted to tangle his hands in your hair, bring you to his level, and lick them off your face.

Except not really. That would have been gross. You were a human, he would never do anything so dirty.

He wanted, for a second, to be your God and then crush you under his heel.

It was't sexual. Really, it wasn't! So what if he woke up with an aching dick a few times after those dreams. He was just… Excited. It happened. No way he would think of a human in this way. Gross, downright disgusting.

Later though… After his plan had been realized, he found out he was an idiot for punishing you in this way, for something that was never your fault.

Well, it… Still wasn't sexual. Now your tears would make his stomach throb, and he only wanted to wipe them away. Tear apart the person that caused them. They lost their appeal after he was the cause behind them one time too many.

Or so he had thought.

He did not expect the fantasy to come back. He did not expect that him teasing you, looking up at him with a pouting flushed face, tears in your eyes, would make him feel like he was on the highest point of a rollercoaster again.

Truth be told, he felt guilty. Probably not as guilty as he ought to be though (because… He didn't need to crush you, not in the same way. You could be safe, and his, and not really suffer and break for them to flow. And hell, if that happened, he was there to protect you now. You didn't need to bear them alone now.) because he kind of… Indulged.

He would tease you, even if he knew some things would make you terribly shy. Playfully deny you when you wanted to touch him, or just play with his things. Stop at the last moment, when he knew you were just so close to cumming. Overstimulate you on purpose, when he knew you already did.

"So cute." He would breathe against your face, his cheeks flushed and eyes bright, your face caught between his soft and warm hands. "I can never get enough of it. Cry for me, just a bit more…"

Leviathan - Public+Voyuerism? Being a perv lol

Throughout his years on the planet (and various released hentai), Leviathan had a lot of sexual fantasies. Honestly, there wasn't a lot he couldn't find conceptually hot in one way or another… Well, this was it.

It was just… So embarrassing. The mere idea that he could be found out in any way was so utterly mortifying, that he sometimes had trouble with it, even within the context of his own fantasy. Let alone actually trying. He would always find himself embarrassed of PDA, screeching when something had even the tiniest potential of turning him on, turning away from revealing clothes, terrified of being called a pervert…

In retrospect, maybe that's why after all this, he found public to be such a turn-on in reality.

All the repression… Seeing you wear shorter and shorter skirts, lower necklines, coyly flashing him when you noticed him staring, pretending like you didn't notice but not only accepting his perverted gaze but revelling in it… He was never so turned on in his entire life.

The idea that you would see him as this dirty otaku pervert, see him like this and like it… He couldn't get enough of it.

He got a bit brave after a while. Not only staring but subtly brushing his chest against your back, smelling your hair, rubbing his bulge against your ass or thighs just for a moment in the school halls, before he would seriously die on the spot… Pretending like all this was just some freaky accident.

Slowly trailing his finger higher and higher on your leg while waiting in line, beyond titillated with the way your skirt hiked up, and you just stood there, red-faced, and took it.

He once couldn't take it anymore, couldn't stand the thought of getting found out that riled up, and took you to the public bathroom. He covered your face with his large palm, and thrust between your thighs, with your panties lowered just beneath your ass, slowly getting wet with both of your arousal.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry…" He would frantically chant in your ear, barely louder than a whisper. "Just for a little longer… Just let me for a little longer…"

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kpop-otome-yandere-here · 2 years

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Mc: How do you keep an idiot waiting?

Belphie: I don't know, how?

Mc: I'll tell you later.

Belphie: Okay...

[30 mins later]

Belphie: Wait a damn second...

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cutiesgaloree · 2 years

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SHOW AND TELL !!

obey me! brothers x f!reader

context: fem reader teases the seven brothers by showing some cleavage!

warnings: mdni, suggestive, dubcon, some parts are shorter than others :')

reblogs are appreciated!

tags: @stygianoir

Lucifer

you sauntered into the eldest brother's bedroom, wearing shorts and a low v-cut shirt, your outfit hugging you in all the right spots

lucifer was at his desk, doing paperwork that the demon prince had once again pushed onto him

you leaned on his desk, laying yourself over his paperwork, breaking his focus

"luci, won't you take a break? you've been working so hard after all.."

lucifer merely raised an amused eyebrow, glancing at your chest threatening to expose itself and back up at you

he could see right through you

"i've got quite the amount of paperwork to get through. putting it off will be of no benefit," he said nonchalantly, waiting for your next move

shrugging, you got off his desk and skipped around it, plopping yourself on his lap facing towards him

he put his pen down and immediately held your hips, keeping you in place on his lap

"true, but such ambition should be rewarded, don't you think?" you replied, smiling mischievously

lucifer gave you those eyes (yk what i'm talking about) ;)

the hooded ones that screamed ‘ i'm gonna fuck you into tomorrow ’

"is that so?" he said, hands inching up your body, "and what might this reward entail?"

you continued smiling at him, "you'll see~"

Mammon

"CASINO NIGHHTTTT~" mammon cheered, bursting into your room

you knew it was time for you and mammon to go to the casino and have fun

hence why you were changing

and he just walked in on you...

he stared for a couple seconds before you reminded him he was staring

"h-huh?! me? staring?! a-at you? psh, yeah right!" he says, blushing furiously before slamming the door

you decided to go for formal attire

and i mean really formal

you were dressed in a tight fancy suit, the top buttons of your dress shirt unbuttoned

creating a perfect boob window 😍👍

mammon looked beet red when he laid eyes on you after you left your room

"o-oi! where do ya think you're goin' with t-that!" he yelled, pushing you back into the room

"why? does it look bad on me?" you sighed theatrically, glancing down in feigned disappointment

"no! you look too hot n i don't want anyone but me seeing you like that!" mammon blurted out before slapping a hand over his mouth and clearing his throat

"what i meant was, y-you look horrible! yeah, that's right! the suit looks down right.. u-ugly! so change into something else!" he barked, crossing his arms and huffing

"okay," you said, smirking and beginning to take off your clothes

right in front of him 😁

"woah woah woah! what're ya doing?!" he panicked, eyes wide as saucers and his cheeks redder than an apple

"well, you told me to change right?" you said smugly, "i'm simply following order from my first~ ah-!"

you squeaked in surprise upon being thrown into your bed by mammon, his face hidden in your neck, hands gripping your waist

"grr, ya shouldn't tease a demon-- unless you're ready for the consequences..."

Leviathan

it was game night for you and levi, but you'd been in the mood for something.. different.

and so you wore a short skirt and a hoodie

knocking on the door and entering after answering levi's code, the poor boy became flustered at how short your skirt was

"h-hey... you- what- why're you-?" he started, not being able to get out a sentence

you merely feigned innocence, tilting your head in mock confusion

"yes, levi?"

"uh, nevermind! it's nothing..! ugh, let's just start playing," he sighed, dropping the subject

as you two gamed, you began teasing him subtly

first, you scoot right next to him

the second he stops tensing, you lean your head on his shoulder

finally you draped your exposed legs over his lap and got comfortable, leaving him red

every touch had him jumping and tensing, but that last move made him slam the pause button

you spared him a confused glance despite knowing exactly why he stopped the game

"levi, why'd you stop the game? is something wrong?"

"n-no..! just thought we should take a break..." he trailed off

you smiled mischievously before nodding and stretching, your legs on display

now, in your new position, leviathan got first row tickets to seeing up your skirt

he gaped and whipped his head around

"h-hey! you can't just--!"

"can't just what, levi?"

turning back to look at you, his eyes widened in realization as he noticed your smirk

you had planned this all along

before you knew it, he had you pinned to the floor, eyes narrowing at you

"oh, yeah? so you think you can just walk in here and tease me?

well guess what? two can play at that game."

Satan

you and satan had been planning to have a reading session together in his room

but, of course, you'd been curious

to see what he'd look like if you just sorta...

pushed him off the edge >:)

and not in a pissed off way~

so, you wore a strapless shirt that exposed a lot of skin and cute pants that hugged your body beautifully

you knocked on his door, and upon his approval you entered

he was sitting on a small couch, reading calmly

"hello, (name)," he greeted, "i went ahead and began reading, but feel free to-- *chokes on spit*"

in case you didn't know, he did a double take after seeing how stunning you looked

"satan, are you okay?" you hurried over, bending right in front of him, giving him a great view of your chest

his eyes widened and he quickly glanced away, coughing a couple more times before clearing his throat

"ahem. y-yes, i'm fine... as i was saying, feel free to make yourself comfortable and start on your book."

you nodded and sat yourself next to him, situating yourself in a way that would be very.. comprising

he glanced at you often, a blush dusting his cheeks

"so..." he finally started after a while, "is there something special going on? i mean, you look.. particularly beautiful today, and--"

you hummed, setting your book aside before gently taking his book out of his hands and setting it aside as well

"what are you-- oi!"

satan yelped in surprise as you pulled him on top of you, laying down on the couch yourself

he gripped the sides of the couch in realization as he hovered over you

you smirked up at him and winked

that's all he needed to know before smashing his lips onto yours

you pulled him in and wrapped your arms around his neck

you two were breathless by the time he pulled away

only for him to pull you back in for another kiss

"i'll wipe that smirk off your face," he growled

Asmodeus

lmao what won't tease this man is the real question

anyways

you two were going to a party

and you decided to tease him ;)

by wearing a tight and skimpy dress <33

of course, as soon as he saw you he practically moaned

and at the party?

you were strutting your stuff, making the most of your drop-dead gorgeous dress

this man could not for the life of him take his eyes off you

a the dent in his pants became just a little more obvious

he soon dragged you into a private room

and the second he closed the door he corned you, littering your jaw and neck with kisses

"oh darling, you look absolutely hot in that dress," he said, "you wouldn't mind if i took it off of you, would you?"

Beelzebub

you had a workout session with beel soon

and you wanted to.. motivate him 😇

so you wore the most revealing athletic clothes you had and set out for the gym

beel was already waiting at the entrance when you got there

he was oblivious to your attire and you two began spotting for each other

or at least

you had thought he was oblivious

but you noticed how he had become a lot touchier with you during exercises, correcting your form even if it was fine...

his hands lingering on you more than they should...

and whenever he spoke to you, it was husky whispers in your ear that sent shivers down your spine...

yeah, he definitely noticed.

when you two finally finished, you two went to get some protein shakes at a nearby cafe before going home

of course, beel was still hungry, so you two went to the kitchen

you cooled down from your workout while he continued eating everything in the fridge (again)

feeling a rumble in your stomach yourself, you went over to the fridge

spotting something to eat, you had a devious idea

you bent over seductively in front of him as you reached down to get the food

before you knew it, beel slammed you on the counter

"hey, (name)... are you tempting me?"

you decided to pretend you were innocent

"what do you mean?" you said as sweetly as you could

"since we started our workout session, i noticed your outfit, y'know.. and then the way you bent over, you never do that," he said, eyes trained on yours

"whatever do you mean, beel?" you drawled your words, batting your eyes at him. beel groaned

"see? you're doing it again. whatever," he said, lowering himself between your legs

"now i'm hungry for something else. care to indulge me, (name)?"

Belphegor

you and belphie were gonna have a sleepover

which basically consisted of napping the entire time lmao

but today you were feeling devious

and so, you wore your most suggestive pajama set

you skipped happily over to his room and launched yourself onto the bed, hearing a muffled "oomf" under the mountain of blankets and pillows

chuckling an apology, you waited for him to surface and gave an innocent smile as he scanned your outfit, eyebrows raised in amusement

"so.. you want a last-minute change of plans for the sleepover," he said groggily

damn, he saw straight through you

"well sure," he continued, "but i don't know if this will be considered a sleepover if i keep you up all night~"

#obey me x reader #obey me x reader smut #obey me swd #lucifer x reader #mammon x reader #levi x reader #leviathan x reader #asmo x reader #asmodeus x reader #satan x reader #beel x reader #beelzebub x reader #belphie x reader #belphegor x you #belphegor x reader #om x reader #obey me smut

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another-lost-mc · 11 months

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BELPHEGOR x gn!Reader 0.6k Words | NSFW | Making out in a semi-public space, teasing, cursing, slight degradation -> Prompt: "You're good at this." [ Obey Me! Masterlist ]

Belphie’s rumbling groan vibrates against your lips. “Fuck, you’re good at this.”

You hum and slot your mouths together again, and your tongue flicks teasingly against his. He tries to lick into your mouth, but you pull away with a grin when he whines at you.

He must’ve fallen asleep on the couch watching something on the television earlier; when you found him, he was asleep with his head tilted back against the cushions.

You slid onto his lap and straddled his thighs. Your first instinct was to tickle him awake, but the pale, unmarked expanse of his throat was too tempting. You brushed your lips over the sensitive skin. He shifted slightly underneath you, and your daring kisses grew bolder. You nipped at his skin and licked over the little pink marks your teeth made. You smiled against his neck when his hands gripped your waist. His eyes blinked open, glazed with lust tempered by the faintest hint of sleep.

All you know is that he’s not asleep anymore, and he doesn’t seem content with just kissing now. His hands dip under the waist of your pants and grab the soft flesh of your ass. He tries to rut up against you while pushing down to grind against his hardening cock. You huff in amusement, purposefully raising up on your knees to deny him the friction he craves.

He swears under his breath and he tilts his head like he’s considering what to do with you. “We can go to your room if you’re worried about getting caught,” Belphie suggests innocently. He doesn’t care if his brothers find you impaled on his cock while you ride him, but he knows you do. He leans forward and drags his nose against your neck so he can scent you, but it only makes the burning ache inside him grow hotter.

Your own resolve is cracking, but you try to keep the game going a little bit longer. You hum and pretend to ponder his proposal, and you sigh like you're bored. His eyes flash menacingly, but you're not paying attention. “Maybe later. I heard that new documentary series was really interesting—”

Your yelp turns into giggles when you suddenly find yourself rolled underneath him on your back, and part of you feels delighted by how irritated his expression is.

One of your legs dangles limply off the edge of the couch, but you bend your knee and hook your leg over his hip. You wiggle your hips invitingly the same moment you try to nudge him down, but his hands grip your waist to hold you still.

“You just wanted to make me beg, didn’t you? Such a little cocktease,” he murmurs, and there’s something dark and taunting about the way his lips curl into a sneer. He leans over you and you feel the air around you shift. From the corner of your eyes, you see his horns curl into existence; the soft tip of his tail creeps between your legs.

You bite your lip instead of answering, and his eyes darken even more when he catches the grin that tugs at the corner of your lips. “Perhaps.”

You gasp when he rocks his hips against you, and this time, you can't pull away so easily. He leans forward so his chest is crushing against your own, and you feel wonderfully smothered by his body warming yours from the inside out. One of his hands slides up and under your shirt, and the other flicks playfully at the button of your jeans. You whimper against his lips when he kisses you, and he nips at your jaw.

“Should’ve gone to your room while we had the chance,” he warns you, fake innocence dripping from his voice, and when his hand slides into your underwear and strokes the edge of your arousal, he muffles your moan with a rough, biting kiss.

#obey me belphegor #obey me x reader #omswd x reader #obey me belphie x reader #belphegor x reader #obey me smut #omswd smut #belphegor smut #obey me belphie x mc #belphegor x mc #obey me belphie x you #belphegor x you #obey me fanfic #omswd fanfic #x reader #gn!reader #jes.2k event

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lou-struck · 2 years

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Dream Eaters Part 2

Obey Me! x MC!

Featuring Satan, Asmo, Beel, and Belphie.

~ How they react to a lower-level Demon giving Mc nightmares intentionally.

Warnings: Mentions of blood, torture, and nightmares. Nothing too visually graphic.

Satan~

Satan is very observant when it comes to how you are feeling. He sees the way your eyes fight the urge to sleep at the breakfast table. He also can see the way your knuckles are clenched in a death grip as they dig your nails into your palms so the pain will prevent you from resting. Staying up late is one thing but this is new even for you. There is a look of panic that flashes across your face when you feel that the part of you that wants nothing more than to rest is gaining the upper hand.

But as you get up and try to stumble your way to class he knows that he can't just observe what is going on with you. Rushing forward he sweeps you up into his arms and to the library before you are even aware of where you are.

“Tell me what’s wrong,” he says gently as you sit rigidly on the edge of the plush library chairs that you love to doze off in when he reads aloud to you. With teary eyes, you tell him of how you haven't slept at all the past few days because of these terrible nightmares the play behind your closed eyes.

It doesn't take long for his look of care and concern for you to turn into one of pure unadulterated wrath as he understands what has been happening to you.

There are only a few known Demons in this level of the Devildom that have the ability to feed on the nightmares of Humans and even lesser demons than themselves.

Satan, while prepared to do some angry sleuthing down in Majolish. doesn't have to go far to hear the power drunk boasting of the demon in question from an alley way.

"And the best part about feeding from the human is that they have no idea what's going on." They laugh as the temperature surrounding him drops. Satan's horned shadow approaches ominously behind him as he continues to belittle you and those in charge of protecting you until it is too late.

The last thing the pitiful Demon sees are the blazing green eyes of the Avatar of Wrath before he is thrown against the pavement and dragged back to Satan's personal Torture chamber to spend the rest of his days in agony.

Asmodeus~

He thinks its so cute when you come and visit him in his room, the shy shuffles you make towards his vanity when you want to borrow one of his thousands of products. You know you never have to ask but he appreciates the gesture. He knows that no one really needs make up, but feeling beautiful is a big part of looking beautiful.

What strikes him as odd however is that you ask if you could borrow some undereye from him to cover your circles but your eye makeup is already so thick on your skin.

"MC Darling, you know you're supposed to get your beauty sleep." he teases as your eyes fight the tiredness that makes your brain feel fuzzy, you make the excuse that you haven't been sleeping well the last couple of nights he of course offers a night in his bed. You give a half hearted laugh as you turn to leave the Avatar of Lust alone in his bedroom only to have him affectionately wrap his arms from you as he peppers your face with kisses.

What also catches him off guard is the absolutely pungent odor that clings to you as he wraps his arms around you. It's definitely not your scent, there is no sweetness to it that you normally have wafting around you. It almost smells like…

Asmo has gotten with enough lesser demons to recognize the reek of one of his scorned lovers. It all clicks at once. The dark circles under your eyes, the smell, and your sluggish movements. You are being fed on by a Dream Eater. His beautiful face is marred with concern as he tries to figure out what he can do to help you.

It's almost pathetic how quickly the Demon picked up their DDD when Asmo called. His power reaching through the line and entrancing the demon into meeting him in some kind of secluded area. He doubts he even need to use his charm, but when it comes to you, he wont take any chances.

Beezelbub-

Food coma’s with Beel are almost unavoidable during your late night hangout sessions. As a human, your appetite Pales in comparison to be avatar of gluttony.

He thinks it’s so cute how your eyelids droop and you curl up into his larger frame.

But just as he is about to carefully brush a few stray hairs out of your face you begin to thrash violently and scream in your sleep.

Panic grips in his chest as he shakes you awake. But nothing makes him feel worse than the look of sadness in your eyes when you realize that it’s happened again.

Beel truly has no leads with what is going on with you until he hears some idiot posting in the locker room at RAD about how he is the only demon in the entire Devildom who has been able to feed on the human exchange student.

Seeing red, Beezelbub rushes towards the demon grabbing him by the throat and lifting him up against the locker.

“ are you the one hurting MC?“ he growls as the demon trembles in his hold.

“Y-yes, but it’s not what you think.” they plead “ they taste so delicious, you would like it too.”

“ I would never ever think of eating MY human.” He says dropping the demon to the cold ground so Diavolo can fully question it.

Belphegor~

Being the Avatar of Sloth, Belphie pulls you into his naps often. He is just so comfortable it’s easy to drift off.

He amusedly watches your eyes get heavier and heavier with drowsiness as he decides to watch you just a bit before he drifts off himself. Your peaceful face twists into one of discomfort as your brow furrows and you begin to whimper.

He’s never seen you this way before. Carefully he runs the pads of his fingers down the side of your face to catch a glimpse of the nightmare you are having. Only to see nothing but dark wisps of smoke in your psyche meaning the nightmares are purposely being given to you from somewhere else.

His eyes go wide in alarm as he realizes that someone is purposely hurting you to feed themselves. He is able to pick up the scent of the demon responsible and carefully swaddles you in his fluffy blankets as he leaves you with a soft kiss in the forehead and his pillow for comfort.

He wanders the streets following the scent of the demon who is lounging on a bench enjoying the taste of your nightmares unaware of the monster behind him.

With a cruel laugh Belphegor sends a wave of sleep toward the demon who falls limp against the stone. He picks up the Lesser Demon by the scruff of it’s neck and drags it into the shadows and back to the dungeons of the house of Lamination to spend the rest of it’s days trapped inside or own head while nightmares play on loop.

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everlasting-elegy · 10 months

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May I request something like your "let's go home" work (with Lucifer and mammon) but with beel belphie and leviathan instead? I would love to see how they'd react to you calling HOL your home. - ⛓️

I TOOK MY SWEET TIME I'M SO SORRY SKDFJSKD BUT IT'S DONE!! Thank you for requesting ⛓️anon!! Unfortunately I couldn't think up anything for Beel, my mind blanked but I hope you enjoy Belphie and Levi's parts!!

"Let's Go Home" | Belphegor, Leviathan

It was just a slip of the tongue by you, but he didn’t miss it. Despite being in an entirely different realm, you called the House of Lamentation your home. Genre: Fluff, slight angst Word Count: 1.1k Warning: Levi self-deprecation

Belphegor

Belphegor has long accepted that you will never truly be at ease around him. For all he’s done it was to be expected, but he tried. He did what he could to pick up the shattered pieces of what you two could have had, putting it together into some wonky form of a pleasant relationship for all to see. But he was sure that when it was just you and him, you will always have your wits about you. He just supposes that for now and forever he will have to be satiated with just you standing around him.

So imagine his surprise when you barge into his shared bedroom, bringing Belphie out of his slumber. He noticed your slumped posture, how your shoulder deflated in time to your hefty sigh. And then the two of you made eye contact. The grip on his pillow instinctively tightened.

“Looking for Beel?”

“Looking for some peace and quiet,” you muttered as you sent a wary glare to the closed door behind you. Even through the timber, you could hear the distant shouts and heavy footsteps on Leviathan chasing up Mammon on unpaid debts.

“Shouldn’t have come to the House of Lamentation, then,” Belphie murmured.

You offered a half hearted chuckle - you didn’t have the energy for anything more than that - before walking up to him. You did not notice how Belphie’s eyes were trained on you in confusion and curiosity as you wordlessly joined him on his bed (or if you did, you spoke nothing of it). It was a little awkward at first as you tried to make yourself comfortable beside a Belphie who was wondering if he was still dreaming. As you lightly pulled at his pillow, he wasted no time to obey, almost throwing it across the other side of the room. You slotted into his arms instead, nuzzling your head into the crook of his neck. Instinctively one arm of his was around your waist, the other following your spine until his hand rested on the back of your head. To him, you were the perfect fit.

“Yeah, but I wanted to be home,” you whispered as you wriggled a little, trying to snuggle closer into him.

The seventh faltered. He dared to tighten his hold on you ever so slightly, just for a bit more reassurance that this was more than a lucid dream. This wouldn’t have been the first time his mind betrayed him like this, after all.

“... this is… home to you?”

“Yeah?” Your words had become a little slurred with fatigue, and Belphie had half the mind to tease you out of how adorable you sounded. “Why wouldn’t it be?”

He opened his mouth to reply, but then closed it when he realised his voice failed him. He wanted to question you, he knew he wasn’t exactly the most accommodating nor the most soothing. But then again, who was he to doubt your tastes? He was the dear, spoiled youngest brother, and if you were going to spoil him with your attention he'll simply eat it up. So instead, he let his lips settle into a comfortable grin that only widened when he heard your soft snores, and stayed on his face even when he fell asleep.

Leviathan

“That’s it, I’m going home,” you sighed in exasperation, rubbing your face for a bit before turning away. A pop up store providing exclusive merchandise was in Devildom for only three days and Levi just had to try it. Despite the two of you queuing for two hours, you caught wind of said products were already sold out. Walking away, Levi turned to you in a panic, eyes wide in disbelief at your announcement. Without a second thought he was holding you still with both of his hands clutching onto your wrist as he bowed down, shaking his head disapprovingly at himself.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry!”

He didn’t even know what he was apologising for, but it felt like it was the right thing to do as cold sweat started to gather at his temples. He was apologising for everything with those few words. Sorry for making you wait, sorry for dragging you along with him, heck he should never have even brought up his stupid little otaku pop up shop! And now you’ve had one too many of his antics and now you want to leave the Devildom entirely, don’t you? He’s sorry his presence is such a detriment! He’s sorry that he himself doesn’t have the power to send you back to the human realm where you want to be, but he’s also sorry that he’s so selfish that he doesn’t want you to leave. And what will Lucifer and the rest of the brothers say when they realise he’s the one that made you want to leave them?

Upon feeling that you weren’t moving, Levi mustered all of his draining confidence to dare look up at you, and upon seeing your face a mix of concern and confusion, he ended up mirroring it.

“Levi it’s okay, let’s just go home,” your tone was soothing now as you squeezed his hand.

“B-but…” Levi froze as you watched him curiously, the gears visibly turning in his head. “I don’t know how to get you back… well, I do but I’m not powerful enough. I’m sorry for being such a useless-”

“Levi!” you pleaded, tugging him gently and he started to walk with you. “I’m sure you know the way back to the House of Lamentation.”

“... eh?”

“The House of Lamentation?” You repeated, a smile creeping up your face as Levi looked absolutely stupefied.

The House of Lamentation? Home?

There was once a time where he could never comprehend the House of Lamentation as home, all of Devildom was unfit for him. Perhaps that was the forgotten part of envy, the ego that believed he was too good for such a world. And now look at where it has taken him, he’s stooped down to the level of demons whether he liked it or not. And that voice hasn’t disappeared, it has only been pushed back to the corner of his mind, quiet but still there, chastising himself for letting himself go, descending to the depths.

Similarly, he always thought Devildom was unfit for you; you were far too good for anything here, including himself. But if you keep smiling at him like that and insist on staying here, perhaps your own brilliance will make this realm worth your while.

Your hand is in his and his grip tightens.

“Oh- um, home? Y-yeah! I can take you there, then.”

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super-incorrect · 5 months

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Y/n - I'm having boy problems

Belphegor - Like his dead body won't fit in my truck problems or I like him problems?

Y/n - ...I like him problems

Belphegor - Shame. I could've helped with the other one

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star-centric · 6 months

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*credit for dividers: @/saradika !!

“Is it okay if I stay with you?”

Belphie’s eyes scanned over your form- layered bags under your own reddening orbs, fingers squeezing the bottom of your shirt, voice on the verge of cracking.

There was no doubt about it- you had a nightmare. He’s been in your position plenty of times, especially after the fall.

“I promise I won’t mess with your sleep, and I’ll leave as soon as I start getting sleepy-“

He gently grabbed at your hand, stopping your rambling and closing the door behind him. No words were exchanged as both advanced the stairs leading into the attic.

There were already blankets spread out, lumps of pillows scattered around- it all looked so inviting, but he could tell that you were still hesitant on sleeping.

Belphie guided you into the pile anyway, throwing a blanket over you both.

“Here.” He nudged the familiar cow patterned pillow into your arms that you hesitantly took. “It always helps me sleep easier.”

The dimmed lights above you plus the warmth from the covers were making your eyes droop, but Belphie could see you fighting to stay awake.

“Sleeping up here has always been the best. It’s like being in your own world, away from everything.”

Belphie let his tail out, the end of it brushing against your ankle. He smiled at the soft laugh you let out.

He curled around you like he would with his pillow, burying his face into your neck. “You don’t have to keep fighting it- I promise I won’t let anything happen to you.”

He let a bit of his power flow and felt your breath steady instantly. You relaxed in his hold, soft snores escaping your lips.

Belphie would make sure that your dreams were nothing like before- and that they would only bring you the peace that you bring to him everyday.

—-

It wasn’t surprising to see Belphie missing from breakfast, but he did raise an eyebrow at your empty chair. A look at Beel said you were both sleeping in the attic.

Belphie sleeping in this late was normal, but you? It made him suspicious.

He peered into the twins room to an empty bed, meaning the only place left was the attic. He climbed the stairs, the door creaking as he looked inside, ready to reprimand you both-

What Lucifer saw caused him reconsider.

There you were, curled up into Belphie’s arms with his tail wrapped around you. The sight of your puffy eyes made him concerned, but the small smile on your face made it wash away.

He suppose that he could give you both a few more moments of rest.

#writings.txts #obeyme.txts #obey me x gn!reader #obey me x gn!mc #obey me x gender neutral reader #obey me x reader #obey me x y/n #obey me x you #obey me belphie x reader #obey me belphagor x reader #belphegor x reader #belphie x reader #belphegor x you

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malewifeharem · 2 months

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yan!belphie thoughts.. what if he was not a mean little piece of shit. what if he just wanted a forever cuddle buddy. what are your Thoughts ☁️

being yan!belphegor's forever cuddle buddy

彡- ,, hcs of eternally long cuddle sessions with yan!belphie!

cw ⁞ CHAPTER 16 SPOILERS?, yandere so obsessive behavior as usual, mention of abduction, sedation

an ⁞ belphie is still a little gremlin so he's still lowk a menace in this LMAO

after finding out about your relations to his late sister, he becomes obsessed with you — finding a replacement of her in you.

he locks you in the attic, sealing the door with a spell you're not capable enough of breaking.

probably wouldn't ever leave your side unless it's absolutely necessary.

he's skipped classes just to hide out and cuddle with you. (would be cute if you weren't locked in there tbh)

in order to keep you tame, he uses his powers as the sloth incarnate to keep you nice and sedated for him.

he'll even bless you with sweet dreams if you don't move around in your sleep too much.

his tail is always either curling around your leg or lazily skimming across your body as you slumber.

this makes it a pretty good pillow to hug tbh just don't tug at it too much...

HE WILL SLAP YOU AWAKE WITH IT LMAO

his favorite position would be spooning with him as the little

your arms wrapped around him feels way better than his weighted blanket

YES HE HAS A WEIGHTED BLANKET CUZ IT REMINDS HIM OF LILITH... i will fight anyone who disagrees (i won't)

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froggibus · 11 months

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Sleepless Nights - Belphegor

Pairing: Belphegor x reader

Genre: hurt/comfort & fluff

Word Count: 1.1k

Summary: belphie gets mad at you one night for waking him up, but can’t help but realize that you haven’t been sleeping

CW: nightmares, sleep deprivation, exhaustion, exertion, insomnia?, soft! belphie, vv comforting,

i think this is the first time ive ever wrote anything about belphie on his own...interesting. anyway im sleepy like 24/7....def not self indulgent

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You wake up screaming, sweat pooling on your forehead and sticking your hair to your skin. You’re left breathing heavily, heart racing in the dark of your room. You squeeze your eyes shut and try to force away the nightmare, but it’s no use.

Your demons have caught up to you—and not the ones you live with.

To say Belphie is annoyed is an understatement. It’s the fourth night in a row that your incessant screaming has woken him up, and he’s had about enough of it. He’s trudging to your room with a frown on his face, ready to chew you out for being so loud.

What was your issue, anyway? Were you so needy for attention that you had to wake everyone up? He shakes his head at the thought. Needy little human. Still, the thought of you trying to wake him up for his attention makes his heart speed up more than he’d like.

He shoves open your door, the wood whining on its hinges, and stomps inside. He freezes in his tracks at your dishevelled form, though. Wet eyes and thick lashes, a frown etched on your cute face.

You look like a sad little doll, and Belphie fights the urge to coo at you. He has to remind himself that you woke him up and that he’s supposed to be annoyed with you. But it’s so hard when just looking at you makes him feel like he never fell from heaven.

“Can you keep the noise down?” He narrows his eyes on you, “I’m trying to sleep.”

His words leave you speechless, staring at him slack jawed. His pretty eyes are narrowed on you, soft dark hair tumbling into his face and catching on his lashes. You hate him for being so pretty, you hate him for being so mean.

“I-I—” your voice catches in your throat, your words falling away.

Belphie looks at you expectantly, waiting for you to say something. He knows he’s being unfair to you—you’re sad and you look so defeated and weak, it makes him want to protect you. But Belphie is a stubborn bitch, and all he wants right now is one peaceful night of sleep.

“Sorry,” you mumble, hanging your head. “I’ll stop.”

He hums a quick response, turning on his heel and closing the door behind him. He wants to slap himself as soon as he leaves your room and hears the muffled sobs on the other side of the door. God, he’s such an asshole.

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You walk around the next day like a zombie, shadows under your eyes dark enough to make anyone do a double take. Everything is fuzzy and you have to focus twice as hard in all of your classes, and even then the lights in your peripheral seem to morph into nightmares.

Your eyes close longer with every blink, and you know you won’t be able to last without a proper night of sleep much longer. It’s been almost a week since you slept more than three hours and your body is reaching its breaking point.

The day blurs together as the exhaustion takes over your body, and you start to feel like you’re in an aquarium.

No one’s around when you get home. All busy with extracurriculars and work and whatnot. It makes it easier for you to go sit at the dining room table, muscles tense and rigid, trying to keep your eyes open under the harsh light.

It’s dumb, and you know it’s not healthy for you, but anything is better than nightmares. Anything is better than having Belphie look at you with the same annoyance he did yesterday.

“Hey.” You must have drifted off, because a soft voice snaps you out of it.

You flinch, forcing your eyes open to look at Belphie. He has his hands shoved into the pockets of his sweatpants, staring at you with something new in his eyes—concern.

You can’t even open your mouth, you’re so tired. You give him a weak wave and rest your head on the back of the chair.

Belphie kneels down at your side, resting his hands on your thighs. He’s never been gentle with you before, never cared enough to get this close to you. His touch has your breath catching in your throat, tingles filling the spots where he touches.

“When was the last time you slept?”

Your tired eyes meet his. “A week ago, maybe, I can’t remember.”

He sighs. He really is an asshole. Here he is, getting mad at you for inconveniencing him, all the while you’re falling apart. He wants to pick up the pieces and put them back together, but all he ever seems to do is push them further apart.

“Why haven’t you been sleeping?” His cold hand cups your jaw, holding up your head. He’s been where you’ve been—so absolutely tired that you feel like you can’t move.

“It’s,” you think about telling him, but with the way he’s holding you and looking at you, you don’t want to be more of a burden. “It’s nothing.”

He squints his eyes at you. “Don’t lie to me, baby.”

The pet name is like a shot of espresso but just as quickly as it hits you, the high starts to fade. Belphie watches the light spring to your eyes, surpressing his grin at the sight. Then, he watches it fade away. Yeah, you really need sleep.

“I’ve been having nightmares,” your voice is a mix between a whisper and a mumble, all of your words falling together.

Nightmares? That’s what’s been making you scream all night? He sighs, squeezing your knees. “You know that’s a quick fix for me, right?”

He wants to laugh at the way your doe eyes look up at him hopefully, a spark of life behind them. He could’ve fixed this for you weeks ago—if only he wasn’t so stubborn and so mean.

He grabs your hand tightly, half lifting you out of the chair. You’re so tired that your body sags, all of your limbs feeling impossibly heavy. Belphie has no problem with this, though. You’re human, you weigh practically nothing to him.

He scoops you up in his arms and takes you back to his room. He thinks about taking you to yours, but he knows no one would dare disturb him if they thought he was sleeping, and undisturbed sleep is what you need right now.

He lays you down in his bed, tucking you in and hiding you away from the cold air. He lays down next to you, an arm around your waist.

He rests his head on your shoulder, hugging you close to him. “Sweet dreams only, okay?” He mumbles into your cheek, “I won’t let any of those nightmares come back as long as you’re close to me.”

You rest your hand over his, and let sleep take over. Belphie doesn’t dare leave you—holding you the whole time, ready to drop everything for you when you wake up. You might be the one sleeping, but Belphie is the one that’s so gone.

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stupidlovergirl · 3 months

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Kiss Me, Beneath the Milky Twilight Dev Notes: I'm trying to write more for February, but I don't know if I'll succeed. The title comes the lyrics from the song Kiss Me by Sixpence None the Richer

Lucifer’s kisses taste faintly like apples a lot, but primarily like coffee and tea. It’s a fresh but bitter taste, but coming from him, it tastes sweeter than usual. His lips are pretty soft, not really chapped much. They’re very nice, as he likes to keep a healthy appearance

“What are you doing today?” he asks, pouring the tea into the pretty porcelain. He sets it down and looks up at you as he hands you the cup.

“I promised Beel to go with him to this new cafe, and then in the afternoon I’m going with Simeon and Luke to look at the farmer’s market” You make the tea, adding everything you wanted.

“Ah, busy day then?” He says as he takes a drink, looking up over his cup.

“Yeah, it seems to be” You laugh softly, leaning back into the couch, taking a drink of your own tea. After idly chatting and filling each others’ days. After you finish your drink and stand, Lucifer follows quickly after, walking with you to the door.

“I’ll see you later, my love” Lucifer says, and leans in, softly kissing you. Easily you respond, happily receiving it. The taste faintly of the tea he drank, and underneath it the coffee and poison apple he had earlier. A taste so uniquely Lucifer, that it is even more pleasant. As the two of you part, you smile softly up at him.

“Another?” you ask, but he was already leaning in.

Mammon’s kisses are as unique as him. He always starts off hesitant at the first, but easily falls into it, putting all of himself into it as he kisses you like it’s the last, and when you pull away he always tries to follow, reluctant to stop. He tastes sweet and spicy, a vanilla and cinnamon combo of his lip balm, smearing across your own. He can never have just one, having to have at least three to be happy with it all.

“Nooo” Mammon whines, clinging to your waist as you attempt to get up. “I can’t believe yer leavin’ the Great Mammon”

“I’m just getting a drink!” You complain, trying to pull his arms off, but being quite unsuccessful. After a few moments, you sit back down with a huff, and Mammon easily slides his upper half into your lap, flashing the grin he uses during modeling up at you. Glaring down at him, you grab a pillow off to the side and quickly push it into his face, causing him to splutter as he fights it off. After escaping your cruel attempts to suffocate him, he grabs one next to him and hits you with it, which leads to the all out pillow war between the two of you, laughing loudly as you hit each other with the pillows. After you both settle down, you smile at him, leaning and placing your head against his chest.

“Love you” you mumble softly, smiling and breathing heavily,

“As you should! Everyone loves the Great- Hey!” He yelps as you pinch him lightly, glaring, but the smile on your face and amusement in your eyes show there is no real anger.

He grins, looking down, before placing a kiss on your lips. You smile, and easily push yourself up to capture his lips more. You pull away, his mouth trying to follow as you adjust to a more comfortable position, before kissing him again. You hum softly, pulling away again, and put your forehead against his, as his pretty blue eyes flutter open, staring into yours.

“I love ya’ too” He mumbles, before chasing your lips again, searing another kiss on your lips.

Leviathan’s are on a spectrum, sometimes there needy, trying to make sure you know how much he loves you. Other times, they’re shy, barely able to connect without flustering and trying to run away. He tries his best, though. He always kinda tastes a little acrid, taurine is embedded into his DNA at this point. His lips are chapped, and he bites and pulls on the skin so sometimes the skin cracks and sometimes splits, so you have to be careful.

“Leviiii” You call out, swinging his door open and entering, smiling widely. Levi looks up, clicking the spacebar on his keyboard before swiveling to look at you.

“What are you watching?”

With a few steps, you stand before him, holding out a bufo milk tea to him as you peer at the screen.

“Oh! It’s this anime about this party that’s in a dungeon and-” with a swiftness only Levi can manage he spills the plot of the anime he’s watching as you settle yourself down in his room, dragging a chair to him.

“And they fought these-” and with a smile, you kiss him, soft and quick, before pulling away.

“And they fought what?” You ask, teasing slightly as Levi looks, eyes wide and mouth slightly agape.

“YOU CAN’T JUST DO THAT!” he screeches, covering his face as furious red covers his face. A laugh escapes you, giddy and delighted at his reaction. Grabbing his hands and smiling as you pull his hands away from his face.

“Fine, fine” you say, giggling softly. “Can I kiss you?”

“...mrphh, yes…please?” he asks softly, eyes casted off to the side. With ease, you lean in again, kissing him again. It’s slightly acrid, as usual, the taste of D Energy lingers on his lips, but the sweetness of the tea quickly follows. His chapped lips are rough, but it is so uniquely him. As you pull away, he hides away in your neck as you hum, rubbing his back, humming in delight.

Satan's kisses are quite plain, maybe having the lingering smell of vaseline, as he isn’t particularly fond of flavored lip balms. He always starts gentle, very romantic and traditional, but after a few, it’s like he’s hungry, never wanting to part, slightly nipping at your lips. He just can’t help himself, it’s an instinct to him. He likes the way it feels you look soft and wide-eyed.

You rest, snuggled up together underneath the blanket. A detective show hums on in the background, adding to the ambiance of the rainy day, creating a melody of warmth between the percussion of the rain and the woodwinds of Satan’s breathing. A soft sigh escapes your lips as you push yourself deeper into his arms. Closing your eyes as you listen to his heartbeat.

“Are you sleepy, darling?” He says, rubbing your arm softly. “No, just comfy” your eyes crack open with a slowness, and first you see the soft grin on Satan’s face, and then the fondness in his eyes. His hands move to hold your face in between them, as he leans down to kiss you softly, so sweet. Easily, your own go to his shoulders, finding a grounding point between the soft passion.

“You’re so pretty” he says as he pulls away, eyes filling with an intensity. Then he leans in again, more intense, pouring more love into it as he kisses you with a steady recklessness. It goes on, slowly increasing till his teeth bite into your bottom lip, not hard, but enough that there will be a slight indent. As he pulls away, soft breaths pull into his lungs as he does, eyes flutter open, he grins.

“Have I told you that you’re perfect?”

Asmodeus tastes super sweet. A sugary cherry that lingers long after, underlined with nutmeg. Sticky, most of the time, from lip glosses and lipsticks. Always leaving a mark wherever his lips trace over. He always giggles and looks adoringly at the marks, smiling. He also looks just as pretty, with the soft smear of the color on his lips, slowly fading with each time he leans in, placing them with smug smiles and soft giggles, murmurs about how his color is just right on you.

“Darling, what about this one?” Asmo calls from where he sits at his vanity, turning to look at where you lay on his bed, starfished out. With a soft laugh, he stands up and comes to hover over you, looking down.

“It looks pretty, compliments your hair,” You gaze up at where he hovers above you, the pink lipstick shimmers bright on his lips, “The glitter matches you as well”

Compliments come naturally at this point, because it’s true, Asmo is pretty, and everything looks good on him. He hums, pushing a lock behind his ear, before leaning down, pressing a kiss onto your lips. It’s good, unnaturally good. Good in a way that only Asmodeus could be good. So sweet that it’s addicting, and you know you never want it to stop. Unfortunately, he breaks away, looking down at you again. He hums, before leaning down and placing a soft kiss on your forehead, then kisses your cheek. You can feel where it’s transfering onto your own skin, soft and slightly sticky.

“Hmm…” he hums softly, before returning to your lips, even more intense this time, stealing your breath away. He pulls away, despite the soft huff you release as he does so, and he looks down at you again, eyes alight.

“Yup! This is the one!” He says, humming as he walks back to his vanity.

Beel’s kisses are slightly sloppy, and tends to have a unique taste due to all the food he eats. Sometimes they are super sweet, the taste of frosting and fruit making it pleasant, to some unique tastes like the experimental fusion food he just tried. It always leaves you guessing, but for the most part you’ve gotten used to it, because you rather give Beel a kiss than see the sad look on his face whenever you deny him because of his eating habits. He does carry around those tiny one use toothbrushes whenever it gets too much for you. He is VERY soft and gentle, he doesn’t want to hurt you. Very cute about it all

You swing your hand, linked with Beel’s much larger one as you walk down mainstreet, looking through windows of the shops, pointing at the different items and talking about them, while Beel munches on whatever food he’s acquired. You squeeze his hand softly as you look up at him, grinning as he eats the crepe in his hand, full of whipped cream and fruit.

“Is it good?” you ask, after he swallows his bite, grinning at the whipped cream on his upper lip.

“Mhm, the fruits are fresh,” he squeezes back, looking at you. “Do you want a taste?”

With the question, he slightly tilts his head, and you are reminded of a puppy, which makes your smile widen even more.

“Sure” you say, but before he can lift it up to your lips, you grasp his shirt, pulling him closer. He complies, confused, before you kiss him, which he accepts with ease, a small grin on his lips. It was a quick kiss, gentle and soft despite all his strength. As you pull away, you lick your top lip, tasting the whipped cream that smeared there.

“Pretty good there, love”

“Mm, not as sweet as you”

Belphie has a unique way of kissing. Very slow and lazy, but it’s still pretty cute cause he subconsciously makes soft noises. Just low hums and a few purrs as he kisses you. He really REALLY likes being able to kiss you awake, and when you do it to him. He likes the trust you put in him to allow him to do it. I think he personally has surprisingly really nice lips. He uses a honey chapstick to avoid the nuisance of cracked lips. He is can be really annoying and pretend he’s going to kiss you but pull away and won’t give in till you beg, shameless king

A soft kiss placed on the tip of your nose, which makes it scrunch up. You groan softly, going to bury your head into the pillows. Though, that’s quickly thwarted when hands move your face, and a soft, unhurried kiss is placed on your lips. You reciprocate with the same unhurriedness, and when they disappear, you finally open your eyes. There Belphie was, his eyes drooped to show he hasn’t been up much longer than you.

“Hey” he rasps out, smiling, hands rubbing your side with a soft smile. You groan, moving to shove your face into his chest. A soft rumbling sounds from his throat, making you smile as you inhale the smell of his detergent. He kisses you again, the soft purring making it even more warm. You laugh as you separate again. As you go to kiss him again, he moves his head away.

“Belphie” you say, moving even closer, but he just flips around, facing his back to you. You gape, huffing softly as you crawl over him to reach his face, but he just yanks the blanket over his face, laughing as you try to tug it away.

“Belphie!” you say, exasperated, but a laugh bubbling underneath it, as he laughs also

“I think you forgot something” he say, lowering the blanket to show the top half of his face, eyes full of mischief’

“Can I have a kiss?” you ask, rolling your eyes as a smile crosses your face

“You can do better than that, little star” he says, eyes crinkling from his hidden smile

“Can I have a kiss, please?” You lean in, looking him right in the eyes. He laughs, lowering the blanket.

You lean in, kissing him, and the purring gets even deeper.

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belphies-hands-around-my-throat · 2 months

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Obey Me Brothers + "Big Bro" Kink [+18]

Happy Valentines! Or not anymore... Well, it's a romance month for me! I have honestly no ideas about any cute scenarios so... me being horny. As you do. This time with the full cast of brothers... Although Belphie kind of... Got special treatment from me... As he does. *cough*

Warnings: Implied incest, duh (but only as roleplay here), dubcon (especially on Asmo and Belphie) but everyone is super into it, verbal manipulation with Belphie + him saying one thing and doing another but also in roleplay. Use of "MC" and "Sib/Sibling".

Author loving Belphie too much aka excessive Belphie content.

Also, just so nobody wastes their time, check the tags for dom/sub dynamics. Satan and Beel aren't there because I feel they don't fall into any here lol.

Lucifer ❤️

You say it teasingly because he's totally in his own "taking care of the family" mode again, while he's trying to do his work, solve your life problems, and help you with homework, all at the same time.

And his reaction?

No.

Not again.

He just sends you a withering look, completely not taking it seriously

You hang out with his brothers, after all, you were probably just messing with him

Privately, it's a bit of a different story

Still doesn't take it seriously but will sigh lovingly instead, messing with your hair

"Yes yes, big brother is going to take care of this."

Cue you blushing like an idiot

Cue him going "💡"

Laughs softly at it. But I mean, honestly, you should have been just honest with your desires.

He's gonna make sure to fulfill them completely now, after all~

Gets "gentle dom" and "service dom" in big brother mode. Really likes to pat your head and give you forehead kisses. Being a big brother means taking care of someone to him after all.

"Oh, like that?"

"Does that feel good?"

"Don't move. You don't have to worry about anything… Your big brother is taking care of you…"

Mammon 💛

You just say it randomly, to tease him.

His reaction is a mix of embarrassment and a kind of strangely pleased reaction.

Because you're family. You said so! - is his first thought

But also embarrassing because gez, it's embarrassing okay!

You will have to lay it thick that it's a kink.

So you do - springing it on him during sex. A terrible idea, really. But you can turn it into a joke, he won't mind.

"W-What are you saying!" He stutters, he blushes, and huffs about it...

But his reaction... Is not bad. :>

He likes to be the "seduced" big bro. Really subby, "I can't give in to my desires!" type.

Naturally, it will make you bratty as hell, taking advantage.

Handcuffing him into the headboard with a giggle, climbing right into his lap, squirming your butt around, totally on purpose. With your shirt collar hanging open, and you will see his eyes flicker down, him blushing, trying to pretend like he didn't look at all.

"What's with ya, MC? Dumb prank, one Lucifer is enough, ya know? C'mon..."

But you will only grin, tilting your head teasingly.

"But don't you think I'm cute, big bro?"

He will only gulp in response.

Levi 🧡

He asked you to. It was a bad idea.

You were cosplaying a typical cutesy "little sibling", and you asked you to get in character... So you did... A little too well, shuffling your feet as if shy, looking at him with wide, innocent eyes and saying;

"Is this good, big bro?"

Oh no.

Hell no.

Levi snaps a quick photo and promptly runs the fuck away.

Because he popped the biggest boner in his life in promptly 0.3 seconds. Seriously, he almost got dizzy.

You get a "💡"

He's a damn filthy pervert so he likes all types of little sibling treatment from you - from a cold tsundere act, to a cute innocent cinnamon roll, to a teasing brat.

Which, naturally, produces a bit of different flavors from him.

He's probably the biggest, open perv with a tsundere-type lil sibling.

"Tch, stop drooling, it's disgusting." While you sit on his lap as you play video games, and can't stop sniffing your hair, and you can feel his erection pressing into your back, and he wasn't drooling but he sure as hell is now. Pressing himself closer, lifting you up a bit so e can thrust right against your ass, his body shivering.

The innocent act makes him feel like the biggest pervert though.

"Y-You shouldn't touch those places, big bro..." While he quite shamelessly gropes around your chest, his hands trailing through your stomach to massage the inside of your thighs, hips, fingers rubbing right against your front.

"D-Don't worry... I'm just measuring you... F-For cosplay, y-you know?" He says, flushed to high heavens, not even looking away from your body.

"Oh? Wanna see?~" You ask, grasping onto the hem of your maid dress that was certainly way too short, grinning at Levi, who spent the last fifteen minutes trying to not look at your legs, your revealed thighs... The absolute territory... And now this. "Then get on your knees, big bro~ And beg like a dog~!" You honestly expected more preamble but he looks at your face and just drops. It's a bit too heavy, and he's being a good boy so you decide not to tease him... Too much. Lifting up your maid skirt, high above your waistline, fully revealing your underwear, right in front of his face. "Fufu~~ Big bro is a dirty sibcon~~"

Asmo 🩷

He asked you to. It was a great idea.

Asmo really doesn't get to be the big bro a lot... Not in the official sense, his younger brothers rather mostly rather willing to swallow glass than be his cute little siblings.

So he gets an idea while painting your nails, gently blowing at the nail polish.

"Now you look like part of the family you know. So... How about you thank your new big brother for his hard work, okay hon?~"

He had his ideas before, little to no kinks he didn't want to try but...

When he feels lust waffling from you while you answer... Oooh, this was good.

He brings it up all the time, wanting to be called big brother, or even big sister, as long as it makes you squirm and flush and makes you so so adorable, he could eat you up!

Then one day, he catches you masturbating... And decides to be the right bastard about it. Because you didn't need to, or didn't tell him, so he has a right to tease you a bit!

He gently catches your hands while you stutter, heart beating like crazy with embarrassment, or because he startled you or because you were still so so turned on.

And you don't know what you expected... But he leans into your space, slides his own hand into your underwear, and... Oh.

"Big brother is going to teach you how to do it properly, okay?" He says, expertly playing with you with his delicate dexterous fingers. "Pay attention, silly... Or do you need him to make you feel good, hm? Because it doesn't feel that good when you do it alone?" He giggles. "Big bro is going to make you cum of his fingers everytime, if you only ask... Unless you need more?~"

Satan 💚

He does not hear that a lot... It's kind of amusing.

You say that while you two play with the cats. Because you notice how gentle and protective he is of them. And it just reminds you... So you put on a pair of cat ears, and decide to goof around a bit.

"Such a purrfect cat big brother, Satan. Pet me too, big bro~!"

He has to cover his face not to laugh, and he sighs but does reach out and runs his fingers through your hair, petting along your neck like you were truly a cute little kitty cat.

He doesn't really expect it but from that day on, he kind of enjoys having a needy cat "little sibling". Makes him more affectionate towards you, and if you had problems asking for affection before, well, this role strangely boosts your bravery.

The turn towards sexual happens accidentally, actually... He just starts cuddling up to you, touches turning more intimate when he notices... You wearing the "cat sibling" headband... He freezes for a moment, his face turning red... And makes a gamble.

"... Do you need big brother's affection here too?" He asks quietly, gently petting lower...

Beel 💙

It starts because talking with him and Belphie, observing their interaction, you decide - he's way more of a proper big brother, than most of his brothers are.

So before asking him for any little favor, you add on a little "big bro", to reference that conversation, turn the phase into your secret praise of his character.

He's... Honestly a bit confused but since he also knows the context, well, he can't say he dislikes it.

It becomes such a natural part of your relationship, it's honestly only a matter of time before it slips out in bed...

And it does.

He's giving you head, and fuck, it's Beel quality head, meaning - he has been sloppily, hungrily sucking and licking you for at least an hour now, with no signs of stopping. You don't know how many times you came already, but somehow you don't even feel too overstimulated yet. Just hot, panting, feeling almost like you were floating, completely lost in his warm, wet, mouth.

"Ah... Feels good, big bro..." You mutter, not even aware of what you're saying... And his gaze snaps to your face, half-lidded eyes, look intense...

And he shudders. Grabs onto your thighs to bring you even closer, make you cum even more-

You're almost completely out of it before he's done... But you make sure to whisper and moan your private little praise for him all through.

Belphie 💜

You kind of call him this one out of the blue. Just realizing that he's the youngest one, that it's probably a foreign concept to him... So you say, half to yourself, half to him, not even respect him to react;

"Big bro Belphie."

And he just stops. And looks.

He did not hear that one for a long time

It takes him completely off guard, but it's not entirely, not really negative... Lilith didn't call him "big bro" a lot but still...

He laughs it off, and proceeds to turn goblin mode to tease you about it.

"Big bro Belphie... Is that what you want to call me now, MC?"

Cue your embarrassed "No!"

He laughs... And proceeds to remember it forever, using it against you when you two are alone.

Seriously, you can be studying in the public library, in a group with Satan and Mammon, and the moment they start doing a ruckus, Belpie will lean in close, just to whisper in your ear;

"Need your big bro to help you with that?~"

And just smirk smugly, like a cat that got its cream, when they turn around to find you red in the face and speechless.

He really likes you embarrassed like that.

And you just gave him new material.

Really, that was the fuel but you light the match - because he gets whiny, and complains in the mornings so you just say:

"If you want to be a big brother so much, then start acting like it." Grumpily.

Ah, so that's how you two were going to play?

"Well, big brother missed you in his dreams, so how about you give him a little initiative to get up?"

Aaaand you blush. But do give him a kiss. And then another and another when he asks.

Hm... Interesting.

He starts really liking it when you call him that. He's not sure why but it makes him feel all... Fluffy. And protective.

Then one day you wake up to the feel of his hands creeping up under your shirt slowly, massaging your nipples with a gentle caress before drifting down, along your hips, the elastic of your pajama pants, and...

"Belphie..." You whisper, and he lets out a small noise, pressing himself flush to your body, not letting you turn around, hot breath against the nape of your neck.

"... Big bro was having really dirty dreams about you, MC." He says, his voice slightly shaky, and he expects you to get annoyed to tell him to stop... But you don't. You freeze, and get red in the face, and he can feel your legs squeezing together. It makes him huff a quiet laugh in response. "So just let him touch you a bit, okay? Not gonna do more, promise..."

He will mutter and fuck, the hotness down in your belly is so intense you already feel like panting.

So you... You play along. With high, whining voice, both embarrassed and strangely... Tiltilated.

"Y-You can't touch me like this, it's not right..."

You can feel him shiver in response, his hips sifting almost against his will, pressing his erection into your thighs...

"Shh, it's okay... Big bro is just making himself feel good. You feel good too, right? Then rhere's nothing wrong about this..."

You put on the whining protests all the way through, despite your hips eagerly pressing back into him, body arching into his touch.

And he keeps with his reassurances, promising he won't do more, just let him touch you a bit... Just give him a kiss, and he will be satisfied. No, a proper one, be a good little sibling, and open your mouth...

He will just take off your pants okay? Just the pants? So you two can touch more, it's more comfortable anyway...

All the way until he's sliding into you, and your eyes roll back, and you swear you almost cum on the spot, body shaking, and reaching back to grasp onto his body, to pull him closer, unable to say anything, letting out quiet panting sobs of pleasure.

"It's gonna be our little secret, okay sib? It's okay, it's okay, we're just feeling good together... I'm gonna pull out, there's nothing to worry about..."

He doesn't, making sure to press himself all the way inside as he fills you up, warmth spreading inside, making you tremble...

You kind of... Fully come around after that.

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satansaidnottoday · 8 months

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Filthy traitor.

Info: Belphegor x GN!Mc, OG Game.

| Part 1 | Part 2 |

Can't stop thinking of Belphegor with an MC who was sweet and genuinely cared about him before the event. But then became extremely bitter because of his actions.

Warnings: Entrapment, Murder, Choking (not the sexy kind), Lesson 16 spoilers, Toxic Behavior.

He hated humans, all of them. He blamed them for everything: His sister's death, the fall, his brother's depression, and his imprisonment. If it wasn't for that stupid human student, and for the idiot demon lord who brought them, he wouldn't be trapped in the attic.

He should have killed them all, every last one of those stupid, useless, vain creatures. But from that cage, all he could do was cry and sleep and refuse to eat for long enough that Lucifer stopped coming to check on him.

When you finally arrived at the house he thought of punishing you. Haunting your dreams. Making you relive all of your most painful memories, repeating them so many times, until your brain turned into mush and your mind is lost forever.

But he realized he could use you to get out and get his revenge.

So when you gave in to his pleas for help and made your way to the attic, he played his best innocent act. You were just a poor, naive human. He could manipulate you, make anything of you. Then kill you off just as easily the moment he got what he wanted.

Even after you figured out he was the youngest brother, he still thought you were stupid. You kept helping him after all, like a good loyal puppy.

You went to see him every night. At first, you just sat there and talked to him, you told him about what had happened that day. Mammon's newest scheme, what Satan was reading that week, what Beel's new favorite food was. He engaged in the conversation only out of necessity, or at least that's what he told himself. He had to gather intel and convince you that he was on your side. So it really was just all part of the plan.

You started saving a portion of whatever dinner you were having that day and snuck it up to him. You told him it was so he didn't feel left out of the family dinner. What a stupid thing, he thought. He was being held captive by his own brother, he was not part of that family anymore.

But still, he ate. And he laughed along as you told him stories about his brothers. Sometimes he would tell you his own stories of them before everything had turned bitter. He found himself waiting around the door every night for your arrival, getting nervous if you ever were late, thinking you wouldn't come. But of course, you never failed to show up, not even once.

He started to think of you late at night after you had left. He wondered about you. For as much as you talked, you never said much about yourself. What kind of life did you have before? What were your hobbies? What were you thinking about that very moment? He started to ask about you during your visits, and with every answer came more questions.

He told himself he was interested only because he was bored. You were his only source of entertainment, it was only natural. And of course, he'd want to extract every drop of information that could be useful. He was using you after all.

You saw through him. The fake smile he had while you were leaving. He was deeply, undeniably lonely. Every day you brought him more things, little gifts and trinkets. Books and games to keep him company in your absence. But you knew it wasn't enough. It would never be.

And you worked so hard every day. You had learned from Solomon that you could draw from a demon's power if you had a pact with them. You could use it for your own magic, and you did just that. You trained with Solomon every day, learning to control the magic flowing through your body. You knew with enough power and practice you'd be able to set him free.

You had to free him.

So he could be happy. So he could be with his people again. So he could heal with them. And maybe, if you were lucky, so he'd be yours.

And the fateful day came when you knew you were ready. With Mammon's help and an enchantment you had practiced a thousand times before, you broke the seal keeping him from you. Immense joy shocked your body. You had done it, finally. You proved to him just how much you loved and cared for him. You wanted nothing more than to hold him.

All of his rage fell on you like boiling hot water. Your body slammed to the floor, blood seeping from the crack in your skull. The air left your lungs. Before you could try to breathe in again, his hands tied themselves around your neck. You felt your body growing limp, you could almost see yourself dying.

Yes, you could. You saw your corpse there on the floor. What killed you in the end? Was it the blood loss? Or were it his hands? You wondered. You could also see Belphegor's smile. A genuine smile.

Everything changed in a moment.

As he saw the life leave your eyes, he realized something horrible. Something terrifying.

He loved you. He loved you so deeply and so desperately. Regret replaced all of his anger, all of his sadness, even his grief. He could not feel anything else.

Your corpse mocked him. It held your form, but nothing was left inside. He could not reach you. And he needed you.

Oh, how much he needed you.

This ended up longer than expected so I'll be dividing it into two parts. Hope you liked it and thanks for reading!

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