#beel thirst

[twinkinspector]

Beel would eat your pussy for hours and tell you how it’s the best thing he’s ever tasted

FUCK

i just know he'd run his fingers through your folds and suck off all the juices

and the face he'd make too as he tastes you

"you taste so good. i'm gonna need some more," before he dives between your legs and laps up your slit.

the little moans he makes between your legs as he savors every drop. he doesn't once touch your clit either because this is for him – not you.

he's focusing all his attention on your fluttering hole, fucking you with his tongue as deep as he possibly can.

he's making little "ahhh" sounds as he fucks his tongue deeper and deeper into your pussy, mouth wide open, glancing up at you every so often.

"beel, please," you whine, your fingers threaded through his hair. you try to angle him so his nose brushes against your neglected clit, but you can’t even get him to budge.

demon strength, you guess.

“beel,” you whine again, gently pulling his hair to get his attention, to try to snap him out of the trance he’s in.

his eyes slowly flutter up to meet yours, pupils blown and lids low. “touch my clit,” you breathe, “please.” and he does.

he presses little circles into your most sensitive spot, which causes even more slick to drool out of your pussy and onto his waiting tongue, slurping up anything you’ll give him.

“mmmph,” he breathes, breath fanning across your slit, the vibrations traveling down his tongue and against your walls.

he pulls his face back for a moment, still rubbing your clit. “i bet your cum tastes even better,” he muses, eyes still glued to your fluttering hole.

“cum on my tongue,” he growls, plunging it back inside you, thrusting roughly again. you pull him closer to your core, riding his face as the pressure builds and your walls twitch.

“yes, yes, wanna cum all over your face,” you whine, throwing your head back as you feel another gush of slick and a well-deserved groan from between your legs.

“i’m cumming, ahhhh- cumming!” you squeal as your walls pulse and relax, squeezing his warm tongue. the friction against his muscle is delicious, drawing out your orgasm even longer.

your chest is heaving, pleasure starting to turn into overstimulation. beel lets up on your clit, but now he’s messily slurping at your release, loud and lewd.

you move your hips to try to get away, but he doesn’t let you. his big hands fly up to grab you and hold you in place.

“not done,” he growls, not even looking up as he continues to swirl his tongue around in your abused cunt.

he finally relents, and you breathe out a sigh of relief. he lifts his eyes to yours, face totally serene, goofy smile on his lips.

“you,” he grins. “taste so fucking good.”

he caresses your entrance, watching new wetness start to seep out at his touch. “oh,” he breathes.

“i guess i’m going for seconds.”

[onlyyvette]

★ DAY 2 - face-fucking | beel

kinktober 2023 - masterlist.

warnings: top/dom reader + sub/bottom beel + amab reader + face-fucking + praise + cum-swallowing + a few "good boy"s thrown in + beel does not have a gag reflex + and would definitely cum untouched

a/n: ngl I still feel like kms WHY IS TUMBLR SO ANNOYING...also I headcanon that beel has sharp teeth<3

"T-that's a good by. You're doing so-ngh, well for me." Your words would have sounded almost so gentle and innocent had it not been for the strain in your voice and the lewd scene in front of you. Your demonic boyfriend that you loved oh-so-much was currently on his knees, sucking the ever-lasting life out of your dick.

"Mhhhn..." Beel had a dazed look on his flushed face, his purple eyes glassy as if he was barely aware of his surroundings other than the huge cock inside of his mouth. As his mouth kept moving up and down your length, so did his dextrous tongue, nearly coiling around your shaft. And the way that he was slightly dragging his fang on your dick just how he knew you liked it---fuck it was driving you crazy.

"Nghh...hmmm..." Beel moaned deeply as he kept taking you into his mouth, as far as he could go. The both of you knew that he could easily cum from only giving you oral and he wouldn't hesitate to do so. At first, Beel was content with you asking him once in a short while to blow you, as he loved pleasing his partner. But the more he did it, it was like the more he got addicted to the fullness of his mouth when occupied with your dick, the scent you give off, and the feeling of your cum spurt down his mouth. He went from waiting for you to ask his to suck you off to coming up to you nearly everyday and unapologetically asking for you to shove your cock down his throat.

While your lover continued to deepthroat you like his life depended on it, you savored the feeling of Beel's throat and tongue working up and down your shaft. Not only was he eager-- he was skilled. He knew exactly what to do, taking your dick all the way down so it nestles in his throat, that sinful togue doing wonders as it snakes around your cock, lingering on the places he knew you were most sensitive. You could positively say they were the best blowjobs you had ever received in your life.

"You're doing s-so fucking good for me baby, just keep going..." you groan as Beel continues to suck you off with fervor. When he looks up at you upon hearing your praise, you felt like you were going to melt seeing the lewd look of satisfaction on his face. You can't help but bury your hand in his ginger hair and begin hammering your dick into his throat.

"MmhHHM---" Beel's eyes widen when you unexpectedly begin to thrust your dick down your throat. In mere seconds, his original sound of muffled surprise became moans of appreciation. You continued to buck your hips into his tight throat, relishing in the tight heat you knew you would have to leave soon. Beel keens as he feels you forcing your huge dick down his throat. As his eyes begin to roll back into his skull, he realizes that he had came, no stimulation other than your cock pressing on all the parts of his throat.

Beel's warm, never-ending heat enveloped your dick as his tongue danced along you shaft. Yet it was one last kitten lick to a prominent vein on the underside of your dick that had you coming undone. "Fuck, cumming...!" You thrust into Beel's throat one more time, holding his head against your pelvis, forcing him to swallow all your cum into his greedy throat. He whimpers softly as he feels your seed go down his throat, to deep for him to be able to taste. Though when you finally start to pull out, he catches a few strands of your cum onto his tongue and some of it gets onto his lips. He wipes it off of his lips and licks his fingers clean, mouth wide open as he puts on a show for you.

You were never going to get over your boyfriend's blowjobs.

[jazeswhbhaven]

i'd risk it all, contemplate if i actually do want to be eaten. season myself up, go take a walk in this three digit weather so i'm covered in sweat, pass out on the floor and wait for him to show up and let it happen only to find out he didn't mean "eat" me he meant eat me.

like???

don't squint at me like that, don't stick your tongue out like that, because i literally feel like you're just doing that so i'll bite the fuck out of you Beel.

[arvandus]

Beel would lift heavy weights with his hips and do bench presses on a decline just to prove he can handle you sitting on his face.

And he’s so hot and sexy for it BUT HE’S NOT TRYING TO BE. He’s 100% serious and honest and not trying to show off. He just doesn’t want you to worry. He wants you to trust him.

Which only makes him hotter…

[cosmicstarlatte]

just thinking about beel or dias heavy balls slapping against my clit is all 🤤

[midnight-vixn]

Ok ok! Gotta ask. How long you watching Beel jerk off before you help him out or do you mutually masturbate to the sight of each other, letting each other's moans spur you on??

Oooooh that’s such a good question. I feel like it’s both somehow though.

It starts off innocent, Beelzebub can’t help but get addicted to your kisses and the sweet taste of your lips, he sits you on his lap and squeezes your thighs occasionally. The poor baby doesn’t realize the massive tent growing in his pants, he’s too focused on your tongue swirling around his and this warm feeling he always gets when he thinks about you, but you sure notice. You tease him a little for it, asking if he likes making you sit on his hard cock, but you forget that Beel isn’t as bashful or reserved as some of his brothers.

The minute you make him aware of his situation he’s unzipping his pants and pulling his cock out. He starts stroking himself but his eyes never leave your lips, you have the opposite problem. You’re trying to continue your make out session but your eyes keep wandering back to his throbbing length and the amount of precum already dripping down his shaft. Eventually you can’t look away, you pull Beel’s face against your neck to let him nip and suck at your soft skin while you get to enjoy the show. Watching as his cock twitches and jumps each time he rubs his thumb across the slit on his tip, drinking in the moans he lets out, feeling his hot breath fan against your skin.

A knot starts forming in your stomach and you feel your own arousal growing. You pull Beel off your neck, not without a growl in protest though, and sit yourself in a chair a few feet in front of him. You run your hands sensually over your body, teasing him for no damn reason the poor baby is already so turned on by you. Removing your pants and underwear you spread your legs and give him a full view, Beel let’s out a long and needy moan as he bucks into his fist. You slowly start teasing your sex, eyes locked onto his leaking cock, both of you moaning and gasping while you pleasure yourselves. The two of you feed off each other, the lewd sounds of you both fucking yourself mixed with grunts and moans of ecstasy fill the room.

You cum first though, unable to control yourself, wishing Beel was fucking his cock into you instead of his fist. You take a minute to catch your breath and watch as Beel is still trying to reach his climax, you smirk and pull yourself out of your seat. You straddle him and tilt his chin up to meet your gaze. “Are you close baby?” You tease him. He nods quickly, his hands running up your thighs, you kiss him softly on the lips. “Then use me to get off.”

[cherryxblossxms]

lemme just rub my two brain cells together to come up with a thirst hold on gimme a sec

hmmmmmm

how about… Beel’s first time (ever or just with MC pick your fave), and he assumes he can handle it just fine. Afterall he’s masturbated plenty of times (and maybe done the diddly doo if that’s your hc) before so he should be pretty good to go, at least on his end.

But then the moment arrives and he’s soooooo nervous and anxious, and he’s worried about it being good and fun. And he’s in his head like “oh gosh i don’t wanna hurt them. is it ok if i kiss here? what if i accidentally bite them? is that okay? what about [insert other worries]”

he’s such a sweetie, I’m sure he’d have no trouble just telling MC his feelings and working it out right away, and instantly taking a bunch of the pressure off. Unlike SOME of the brothers smh

OMG definitely Beel would be so so so nervous about his first time with MC!!

Even if he had had sex before, it wasn't with a human for sure, so he's so worried about how much stronger he is, that maybe having sex with a demon would be too much for them or he might accidentally hurt them. So he takes his time with MC in foreplay, prepping them as much as possible with his fingers and his tongue, asking so many times "is this ok? does it feel good?"

He might even accidentally overstimulate MC because of how long he's taking, wanting to make them cum to better prep them and make them feel good, but it's accidentally too much. MC practically has to yank his head up to have him finally move on to the main event ajskfja

MC definitely has to tell him right up front what they're ok with, maybe they're ok with him being a little rough or what specifically they would want him to do, so that he's less nervous about it. But for sure he's so sweet, he just wants to make sure his lover is comfortable and enjoys it as much as he hopes to 🥺

[simeons-hips]

Your Highness, I would humbly request an obey me ass comparison post.

ANYTHING FOR MY LOYAL SUBJECTS _(┐「ε:)_

obey me brothers in order from phatest to flatest ass

1. Beel

do NOT i repeat DO NOT slap his ass. if you see him laying on his front and feel the urge to lay your head to rest on his seemingly inviting cheeks- RESIST IT MY BROTHER IN CHRIST !!!! your head will go ‘konk’ and your bones will all break. beel’s ass is made of stone, absolute solid konkreate, don’t let the size fool you. (literally 2 watermelons size-wise)

2. Mammon

only other brother with a noticeably large badonkadonk. good muscle to fat ratio. when he wears booty shorts they look so good on him you can sense asmo seething from the other side of the room. his underwear magazine covers always sell out. if you grab his ass he shoots up through the roof and you’ll have to pay for damages.

3. Belphie

softest cheeks by far. get him to wear fuzzy pants and congratulations you have acquired the most comfortable pillow ever. (tries to convince u to body swap so he can feel what it’s like) if he shakes his hips hard enough you can audibly hear his cheeks clap. has only done this once in order to mimic footsteps to confuse a chasing lucifer on which way he went.

4. Lucifer

average tier ass. it’s a butt. he shits out of it. his dress pants don’t do wonders for him but it always looks nice. always clenched in anxiety but is a nice ratio to the rest of his body. the renaissance artists that sculpted him may have exaggerated a bit. has more ass hair than you’d think

5. Asmo

he…he has….. a flat ass. IK ASMO NATION IT HURTS its so tragic but so true. he refuses to get fillers but every once in a while he gets tempted. it’s not that obvious at first glance cuz he knows how to dress. plus he’s always sticking his booty out anyways like, spiritually he has the phattest ass of them all. o7

6. Levi

go girl give us nothing !!! okay to be fair, since he’s sedentary, it does jiggle as he walks. his pants are usually baggy but you can catch it. tuckus lacks muscle but feels like play dough so who’s to say he isn’t caked up. (six pack levi was a mass hallucination he doesn’t exist) disappears after you touch it because he does in fact Die after that happens.

7. Satan

we’ve all seen the official chat art. this man’s ass rivals binder paper. greedy ass lucifer couldn’t even spare some cheek it’s all bone but it’s well sculpted !! but then those pants absolutely do not help the cause in fact they actively shrink his cheeks because they are so ugly someone dress this man first then we’ll speak of asshancements

[zorosdimples]

thinking about beel’s prehensile tongue: long, thick, and bumpy in texture. he stuffs you full and licks at your cervix with the tip until you’re crying, then withdraws to focus on your clit, shoving two huge fingers to stretch and scissor inside of you. he’s not stopping until you squirt in his mouth.

[twinkinspector]

Not but listen. Beel is generally pretty innocent. Could you imagine being his first? The way his eyes roll in the back of his head when you push his tip in. The way he can’t control himself and just starts going as hard as he can once he feels your warmth. Just completely losing himself like he does when he’s hungry. His face right by yours and in between love bites he’s groaning in your ear about how amazing you feel when he cums. He becomes utterly obsessed with you. A different kind of hunger that he has to satisfy

the fact that he’s a literal demon is what gets me.

he’s so so so sweet, it’s true! he’s the great dane puppy who just loves to be touching you and tries to sit in your lap and shit.

until he gets into something that would be a “sin of the flesh.” he’s literally the avatar of gluttony… and that includes all kinds of gluttony – indulgence of all kinds.

he warned you even though he wasn’t really sure what would happen. he just knew he might lose control.

“it’s fine, i can handle it,” you smile, kissing his forehead. “but i don’t know if i can,” he counters. he doesn’t want to hurt you.

“it’ll be fine.” you squeeze his hand. “besides,” you purr. “i’m already so wet for you.” you guide his hand down to your shorts, sighing softly as his big fingers ghost over the fabric.

you grind into his hand, encouraging him to give you a little friction, your panties already damp from thinking about him completely losing himself in pleasure.

you see his cock growing through his pants, and he adjusts himself to give it the room it needs. “beel,” you look at him, doe-eyed and pleading. “want you to fuck me.”

a goofy grin paints his lips, but you can see the lust in his eyes as he palms himself. he licks his lips like he’s about to dig into the most delicious meal of all.

you reach for his waistband as he helps you take off his pants and boxers, revealing his massive length, already leaking — aching for you.

i mean, he is 6’4”. you shouldn’t have expected anything less.

as you remove your clothes, beel pulls off his shirt to reveal his well-muscled body. you run your fingers over each divot, each peak, each patch of surprisingly soft skin as his muscles ripple and twitch in response.

“get on top of me,” he breathes. “that way you’ll still be in control.” you both know that’s not true. nothing could stop him from doing whatever he pleases – certainly not you simply being on top.

but you do as he asks. he climb on top of him and straddle his waist, grinding your bare cunt on his abdomen, leaving your sweet, warm arousal on his skin. he groans, muscles flexing against your core.

"p-please," he begs. "let me in." you guide his tip through your folds, gathering all the slick that you didn't rub on his midsection. beel's face is screwed up in concentration, a blush appearing across his cheeks. the feeling of your soft, warm entrance on his tip is almost too much.

slowly, you sink down, watching his reactions carefully to make sure he's okay. you're not very far at all – just past the head – when he pulls his bottom lip into his mouth, biting down to stop himself from fucking up into you the rest of the way.

"more," he chokes out, his hands moving uncertainly to your hips. his touch is light, and you can tell he's holding back. always the gentleman – even when his cock is bullying its way inside you.

you sink down faster, but your pace is just as much for him as it is for you – the stretch of how thick he is painful on its own. as you finally sit the rest of the way down, he lets out a tense breath.

you stay still for a moment, giving the both of you time to adjust to the new sensation. you feel him pulse deep inside you, his tip practically in your tummy at this point.

beel still hasn't opened his eyes, his brow still furrowed in concentration, though he seems more relaxed. you wiggle your hips a bit and squeeze his length with your pussy just to tease him a little.

his eyes fly open, locking with yours immediately. "fuck," he growls. "you shouldn't have done that." big, strong hands flip you over in an instant, his cock never coming out of you, and now he's on top.

but more than that... now he's in demon form. he's really about to lose it.

his black horns are right by your head. his big, translucent wings are spread behind him as he starts to pound into you, growling in your ear about how good you feel, how well you're taking him, how he's gonna fuck you so hard you can't walk for days.

the room is filled with the slapping of skin, heavy breathing and growls from beel, and your whimpers and moans as he slams his cock into your cervix over and over and over.

"you're so good for me. gonna take my cum like a good girl? gonna let me fill you up?" he grunts, still brutally fucking you. "you feel so fucking good, don't wanna ever pull out."

you wrap your legs around his back, pulling him impossibly closer. you hope he gets the message – it's not like you'd be able to form a sentence in this state.

his hips start to stutter, his rhythm growing erratic, as he ruts his hips into you a few final times and cums deep inside you, hips pressed flush against you as he pants, still growling from deep in his chest.

you stroke his back, careful to avoid his wings. "that's it," you coo. you plant a kiss on his head, smoothing his hair and moving it out of his eyes.

slowly, his horns start to disappear, shrinking back into his hair. his wings go with them as his body relaxes on top of you and his breathing starts to return to normal.

he sits up, finally pulling his softened cock out of you. "are you okay?" he asks earnestly, eyes big and round with concern. "yes," you chuckle. "i told you i would be fine."

he looks you up and down. seeing no obvious damage, he sighs and smiles. "besides," you grin. "you didn't leave a scratch on me."

[exclusivelygaythoughts]

I firmly believe that you wouldn't be able to wear any flavored lip product around Beel unless you intend to make out with him until there is absolutely none left on your lips (and for a little while after). Now, I personally don't see this as a /downside/ per say, just mildly inconvenient if you're busy or in a rush.

[frenchfrywrites]

(Continuing the Beel and Diavolo idea) idk just imagining two of the strongest mfs in all three realms trust you enough to top them, makes me feel godly (not literally)

Yesss!!! They're two big boys who want to be treated like soft pretty princesses!!!! I completely understand!!!!!!!

[zuble]

give him to me

[malthegal101]

Jst think about this rlly rlly vividly right!!!??!? Beel riding mc's thighs :::,,,((((

He's so big nd needy he feels sorry for crushing poor lil mc w his weight but the way you drag your thigh deeper into his crotch has him groaning!!!

Leaking spots of precum and begging for just a little more friction, for the right spot, the right amount of tension has him gripping onto your shoulders !!!!

This poor, big baby, of course he wants to take care of you but the way you won't let him get up from your lap has him grinding harder on you!!!

Cute man :(((

[luvkun4]

y’all remember that post i reblogged that was talking about bf’s who don’t realize how big their dicks are & get all confused & pouty when you say you can’t take it or whatever ??? anyway that’s Beel

[he-calls-me-kitten]

Dirty Dozen

GN! MC x Pervert OM! Characters

Pervert! Lucifer who pretends to be more drunk than he actually is so he can lean on you when you escort to his room, pulling you into his arms and refusing to let go when you reach his bed. Even if his hands wander inside your clothes, you can't really hold it against him.

Pervert! Mammon who tries to do his best in tests and classes, cause he recalls every praise you give him while jerking off. And when you sit on the sofa, he sits on the ground leaning on your thighs thinking of you sitting on his face.

Pervert! Levi who designs the skimpiest possible cosplay outfits for you and only changing it after he's sees it on you himself. He asks you to twirl around or bend over even when you already feel exposed, brushing his knuckles against your bare skin to take measurements.

Pervert! Satan who sometimes recommends you the most erotic books he owns and loves watching your face change shades and your thighs squirm together with every page. He sometimes whispers the characters lines into your ear so he can hear every subtle gasp or moan.

Pervert! Asmo who asks to help him film couple thirst trap videos and messing up on purpose to hold you in risque places or even press kisses as the 'challenge' requires. Will deliberately put the same perfume he's wearing on you, so it seems like you spent last night in his room.

Pervert! Beel who likes to feed you big mouthfuls of food and thinks its so cute the way you still manage to fit it in your mouth. He loves holding hands with you, his large ones completely encasing your smaller ones - it reminded him how tiny and cute you'd look writhing underneath his large form.

Pervert! Belphie who watches you sleep during sleepovers while he implants sex dreams in your head using his powers. He watches you whimper and twitch with your hands between your legs as he ruts into his pillow right next to you.

Pervert! Solomon who loves to put you in accidental situations where you simply have to rely on him, especially in close proximity. The Box of Truth was just the beginning with your chest pressed up tightly against his, now he's secretly planning a trap where you both have to fuck a few times to escape.

Pervert! Simeon who secretly loses his mind every time your hands touch his exposed bare skin and looks for excuses for you to do it. Once on a dare, you had wrapped your arms around his waist and playfully bit his shoulders, and now he jerks off to it once every week.

Pervert! Diavolo who likes to seat you on his lap to help him work, feeling the softness of your cute little ass against his groin. Sometimes he'll grind against you subconsciously and then excuse it saying he's just trying to make sure you're not bored while he's thinking of ravaging you at his very desk.

Pervert! Barbatos who is just desperate to worship your body and give you more pleasure than you can handle. He is already so esctatic when you allow him to massage your back, now only if you'd let him strip you down one day.

Pervert! Thirteen who likes seeing you caught up in her traps and beg for rescue. You look so adorable pouting and huffing like that, struggling to escape as she runs an idle finger over your clothes, being a little tease.