#beelzebub x m!reader

[followmybones]

dancing at night with some of my favs

not entirely edited, 2nd POV, gender neutral (i think? male reader if anything)

had this in my drafts for ages and i decided to just post it; i included mini playlists with each character, based mostly off of vibes and the kind of things i'd think they would like to listen to, take them loosely, though.

includes: Kurro (Haikyuu), Dabi (MHA), & Beelzebub (Obey Me)

Kurro

 The both of you couldn't sleep, having felt restless, you decided to get up, and Kurro followed you. His mind was racing, and he didn't want to be away from you. He thought it might be worse away from you, so he followed you out to the couch in your living room.

 Kurro wasn’t necessarily worried about anything in particular, he just couldn’t get out of his head, but when you grabbed his hand to pull him up and started swaying with him, he felt his mind slow.

 It didn’t stop the thoughts, but the swaying helped calm him, and he liked being so close to you, one of his hands clasped in yours and the other on your lower back. It was nice and intimate, he’d pull you closer to rest his head against you and mumble I love you's against your skin like a mantra.

 Your swaying wasn’t set to any music, there wasn’t any need or point, it was just something to fill the time. Something to busy yourselves with while minds raced.

 He’s the type of guy who just sways with you, just wants to be close on nights like these.

 Kisses your forehead a lot, he also enjoys resting his head against you

 Tends to be a bit more vulnerable during this time, not to say he isn’t in general, but it just feels so raw. he doesn't take the time to refine his thoughts or emotions, he just spills his mind out for you.

 There tends to not be music when the two of you dance together at night, he doesn’t mind if you want to turn the music on after a bit, he just finds something about the silence to be oddly comforting.

recommended songs; apocalypse by cigarettes after sex, j's lullaby by delaney bailey, pretty boy by the neighborhood

Dabi 

 Dabi had been worried about you. Because he was a light sleeper, your shifting and adjusting had woken him up a few times, but when you got up to leave the room, he fully woke up.

 He could tell something was on your mind so he followed, he wasn’t exactly one for talking, so he asked if you wanted to listen to music while he held you for a bit on the couch.

 Figuring letting you stay in your head wasn’t for the best he offered you his hand, “Humor me, babe?”

When you took his hand, he pulled you up and brought your arms to rest around his neck, his arms going around your waist.

Dabi tends to doubt the effect his verbal comfort has on you, so he tends to try to distract you and comfort you in less auditory ways.

 To him, this dance is him showing that he's got you and you can lean on him.

 He knows you might not always get that though, so of course he’s going to lean over, tilting your head to look at him as he assures you that ‘everything is going to be okay, you don’t have to do anything alone if you don’t want to, because you’ve got him.’

 He's quick to brush off the moment, though, uncomfortable with his words despite their sincerity. Dabi will move on from the moment by offering you a wink and offering to burn that coworker/schoolmate you tend to complain about, saying: ‘It's not that much of a hassle if it will make you feel better.'

 arms around his neck, and his arms around your waist kind of guy 

 depending on the mood of the moment and what you’re wearing, his hands might come to rest in your back pockets 

 probably going to joke about the music being awful, even if you put on a playlist he made 

 buries his face in your hair, and lots of kisses, mostly on your shoulders and temple 

 secretly enjoys dancing together a lot, possibly more than you do

 he often gets lost in his head when the two of you dance together, it's like he goes on autopilot.

recommended songs; dance me to the end of the love by the civil wars, je te laisserai des mots by patrick watson, iris by the goo goo dolls

Beelzebub

Beelzebub was a glutton, and in the dead of night, he was ravenous, absolutely starving, but he was also craving your company, so he decided to wake you up to join him on his late food adventure, he figured he could make it up to you with cuddles afterward, but he didn't expect you to ask him to dance instead.

Beel is absolutely content dancing with you in the kitchen, hand in yours, giving you a slow spin. The movements were lazy, and your sleepy smile satisfied him, in a way food could never. Whatever human music you were playing was also leaving Beel in a good mood.

 Having to share earbuds so that none of his brothers would come to bother you two felt like a blessing to Beel. The wired restriction did mean he couldn't twirl you as much as he would have liked, but ultimately, he didn't mind because putting the headphone back into his ear gave you an excuse to run your hands over his jaw or through his hair, and the way you looked at him when you did left him breathless. 

 Is the kind of guy to like to spin you and wouldn't mind being spun around as well, thinks its funny to watch you struggle if you happen to be shorter than him

 Dancing with him is either full of giggles or very tender. 

 He often stops your dance sessions just to hug you and tell you how much he loves you.

 He's not much of a slow dancer, but if you're in the mood, he'll try his best, but if he's going to dance around, he likes to have fun and get a bit silly. He likes having fun with you. 

 When you two do slow dance, he likes to hum along to songs that he's familiar with, and if there isn't any music playing, you'll often find him humming, a deep, calming rumble that leads you to often lay your head against his chest. 

recommended songs; cherry wine by gretperez, another round by philip labes and caity gyogry, carino by the marias

[sparkbeast20]

Seeing M!MC with facial hair

Summary: You forgot to shave and frankly you don't care. Now the others get to see you with facial hair.

This is the Demon Brothers version, if you like to see with the "Dateables" feel free to ask :D

Note: This is my first time making a headcanon with an male!mc in mind so I might get some things wrong.

Lucifer

The first time Lucifer saw you is with a five o' clock shadow when he was getting his morning coffee.

He ask why you have it and you were blunt and say you were just lazy. (He blames Belphie's influences on you)

When he ask you to shave. You said no, and if he keeps telling you you'll refuse to do so. (Again thanks Belphie)

So the past two weeks your five o' clock shadow grow into a beard.

Though during the first week you try and nuzzle your face on to Lucifer's cheek when you got the chance just to tease him.

He said it's a like rubbing his face on a itchy blanket.

Eventually he stopped telling you to shave, on which it kinda makes you want to shave now.

Though Lucifer does say you look handsome with a beard, causing you to blush upon hearing that from him.

He smirk but he does mean it.

He even suggest that he'll love to give it a trim and even style it. (From a distance Asmo's heart shuttered)

Mammon

Was put off at first.

He was so uses to seeing your smooth babyface and upon seeing your five o' shadow making you look more mature and hot. But pretend that you didn't hear the last part.

when you two are alone, he loves when you snuggle with your on the crook of his neck and he can feel your whiskers rubbing against his skin.

He was glad that there wasn't a rule at RAD against having beards. He kinda convince you to grow it out a bit longer.

You agree since you can't say no to your first man.

By the end of the week you grow a beard and Mammon love seeing it.

Since he did trim it so, it has this style. Though he had to fight Asmo about the style.

He was thinking of doing some couple pics with you.

Of course they were job theme.

This almost convince him on growing one himself.

Leviathan

Was put off at first.

Like why seeing you with a beard is so off putting?

Maybe because he wasn't uses to seeing characters with no beard and that beards is a sight of maturity/aging.

Though he eventually gets over that.

He was at awe when he saw day by day your facial hair grew into a beard.

He subconsciously start looking into anime characters with beards and start to appreciate them more.

When kissing you, he was taken aback by feeling the beard.

When laying in bed or tub, he loves running his finger down your face and feeling your beard.

But all things had come to an end when you two realize how hard to maintain a beard.

He's not Asmo.

Satan

Facial hair isn't new to Satan, since he met with some of his connection who has beards.

But seeing you with "Whiskers" at first was surprising at first.

But when you let it go, just to defy Lucifer which he support.

He start to like seeing you with facial hair.

More so it kinda makes you look more mature than you already are.

One time you and he were at the park feed the stray cats. You took a sit by the bench.

He turn to you, and find to cats on your lap and shoulder while you were asleep.

One cat start playing with your beard.

He took a chance to take a pic and eventually get the cats off you.

When you suggest that you want to shave off the beard.

He'll gladly help you out, even though you know how to.

Asmodeus

Hates it.

It more so reminds him about you are aging and eventually- No he doesn't even want to time about it.

Plus it removes your youthful look.

You can't blame him, but you do however send some cold glares at his way.

His excuses it gives you a rough look, which he help to connect to a dirty look.

But you made him rethink this point of view when you shown him hot actors who rock the beard and five o' clock shadow.

Plus you shown him that these days humans made having a beard as an art form where they can style beards.

Soon he learn to appreciate facial hair.

Maybe developing a taste for "DILFs"

His favorite part of you having a beard is that he get to help you trim and shave it.

It turns out it's like cutting your significate other's hair. It's a fun healthy bonding experience.

Beelzebub

Barely notice it, he just said something along "Did you cut your hair" comment and kept on eating.

Two days later, you gave him a special cake you bought when you saw it on sell.

He smile and thank you before capturing in his arms hugging. He felt your O' clock shadow around his neck and cheek and it tickles him.

Soon he saw your facial grew into a beard.

He was worried about food getting stuck in it.

And he watch as some did get caught on your beard, bread crumbs, a bit of sauce and sees your beard getting wet with the soup you were having that one time at lunch.

As much he like you having a beard, he suggest you shaving it.

You genuinely don't have a problem, you understood and at best he was right. It was hard to eat with a beard.

Belphegor

He tease you when he notice you grew a five o' clock shadow.

And when you two are alone and start feeling it and said the he like how it feels. Even going so far is to start scratching it and loves the sound it makes.

And in fact you too. No wonder there are ASMR with just the sound of fingers scratching beards.

When your Shadow grew into a beard, Belphie can't get enough how it feel.

It kinda reminds him of his tail.

Often he lays on top of you with his head turned to you his side of his face is next to your jaw.

He frown the whole time you shaved it off.

Why? Well, it was getting too long to maintain and manage, and more so it was hot to have on your face.

Belphie tried to guilt trip you but you ain't falling for it.

Eventually he dropped in and is just satisfied feeling your smooth face again.

But he does mutters that if you grew it out again, he'll be staying in your room.

Note: I wanted to change up Asmo's part. I don't like the idea he "Always" like what MC has. He does always learn to like and even love it. Plus he would be the character is a bit nervous seeing a beard on MC since in some people having a beard is a sign of maturity and age. And we all know that Asmo don't like aging especially when it comes with the reminder of MC being a human and mortal.

If there’s grammar or spelling error, please let me know and don’t be shy to leave a comment or reblogging with cute tags. I just love to see you guys thoughts on this :3

[heart-of-the-morningstar]

✨Dress Up, Part 4: The Anniversary✨

Hey yeah, I know this fic kind of took a backseat for the other one shots I've been working on BUT it's here now! This chapter is a one year time jump from the last part!

This chapter was inspired by this fantastic artwork by @ferosmorningstar

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Lucifer x f!sinner reader

Summary: It's your one year anniversary with Lucifer and you decide to seek help from the expert...

Warnings: 18+, smut, use of pheromones (consensual), light bondage, oral (m & f receiving), p in v, biting, overstimulation, multiple orgasms

"Thank you for meeting with me on such short notice, Asmodeus," you greeted the King of Lust as you sat down across from him next to his hypnotizing fireplace with dazzling blue flames.

"Oh, your Highness, there's no need for formalities! You know you are more than welcome to just call me Oz," he spoke smoothly. "And it's absolutely no trouble at all! I'll always have time for the King and Queen. And speaking of, it's quite unusual to see you without the King glued to your hip; especially considering the day! I'm curious as to how you managed to slip away."

It's been a year since you and Lucifer tied the knot and what a wonderful year it's been! They say there's no such thing as a perfect marriage, but you're convinced that you and Lucifer had found it. Not a day goes by where this man does not kiss you awake in the morning or ask if there's anything that he can do for you to make your day easier. You both have been working your asses off to continue to help Charlie with the hotel. It's been promising for sure, a few handfuls of sinners have sought help and agreed to stay there, with most making incredible progress. Lucifer especially has been working himself to the bone as of late, doing everything in his power to support his daughter and to make sure no one stands between her and her dream. The poor king has been running himself into the ground, coming home later than promised most nights. Of course, he's always extremely apologetic and always finds a way to make it up to you. But you're never upset with him, explaining that you know what he's doing is important and that you understand completely. Although, you never turn down his apologies, not when he makes you feel the way he does. However, it was your anniversary, and you decided that you wanted to do something special for him, just as he always does for you.

Just within the past year, you found yourself visiting the other six rings of Hell that Lucifer had told you about. The other sins certainly were interesting, but after meeting each of them, you found yourself becoming closest with Asmodeus and Beelzebub as they had been the most welcoming and inviting. Bee was always inviting you to one of her parties and you told her sometime soon you would accept her invitation once the craziness of the hotel has subsided. And you found a kindred spirit with Oz, as he himself was also in a relationship with a demon considered far below that of a Sin. It was comforting to know that Lucifer was not the only powerful being in Hell who had fallen for someone whom many considered unworthy of his affection. It took some time, but you learned to ignore those thoughts, whether they came from the outside or within yourself.

Regardless, you knew that Oz was just the demon to help you.

"It wasn't easy, I'll say that much," you laughed, "I practically had to beg him to let me go off on my own today. He didn't want to be apart on our anniversary, but I had to tell him I was picking up a 'surprise anniversary present' and he wasn't allowed to know what it was until tonight."

Asmodeus chuckled. "And what sort of present did you have in mind?"

You looked away and rubbed the back of your neck. "That's the thing, Oz, I'm...not sure. My plan took me as far as meeting with you. I just knew you'd be able to help."

"I see," the demon smiled almost mischievously, "Well, you've come to the right place! You two are some of my best customers, after all." You couldn't help but blush from embarrassment at his comment, knowing full well he was right. "Nothing to be ashamed about, my Queen. It's great that you two find such pleasure in each other and I'm more than happy to provide! Now, do you mind if I ask you some more than personal questions? It'll help me greatly in determining how I can help enhance your experience."

"Umm, y-yeah, that's fine," you agreed shyly. What you and Lucifer did behind closed doors always stayed between the two of you, but Asmodeus was the King of Lust after all, he'd be able to help more than anyone.

"Excellent!" With a wave of his hand, a small notepad and pen appeared. "I promise not to get into the nitty gritty, just wanting to get a general overview. Now, how often would you say you two get down business?"

You gulped. "O-Oh, umm, at least once a day."

Asmodeus began to scribble on his notepad. "Ooh, girl, you really hit the jackpot! Is that full on action every day?"

"N-No," you admitted, "not every day, b-but there's always some form of...intimacy, even if it's small."

"There's no such thing when it comes to lust," Asmodeus winked. "How do you two go about trying something you haven't done before?"

"Well, we always discuss it beforehand," you answered, "we've never done anything that the other didn't agree to."

More scribbling. "Beautiful, a perfect answer. And how about-"

Suddenly, the door behind Asmodeus flew open with a crash. "Ozziiieee!" you heard a rough gravelly voice call out, "We finally got those new orders of vibrators shipped to us that we've been waiting weeks for, so if you wanna...OH SHIT!" Fizzarolli dropped the box he was carrying with a hard thud. The box itself began to vibrate with a loud buzzing noise. In a panic, the imp chucked the box out the door behind him and used his extendible arm to lock it behind him. "Y-Your Highness! I'm sorry for interrupting, evidentially SOMEONE forgot to mention he had an important meeting today!" Fizz glared at Asmodeus who smiled back at him cheekily.

You couldn't help but giggle. "It's alright Fizz, you don't need to apologize! It's always nice to see you."

"Likewise," the jester bowed. "So, what do we owe the pleasure?"

"Well, today's my anniversary with Lucifer and I-"

"Oh, I see!" Fizz cut you off, "You wanna get a special gift for the Big Boss, is that it?" You nodded wordlessly. "If that's the case, I have the perfect suggestion! Oz, did you tell her about the..." Fizz leaned into Asmodeus's ear to whisper, now unable to hear what he was saying. Fizz pulled away from him with a devious smirk while Oz's face had shifted to one of concern.

"Uhh, I don't know about that, Froggie," Asmodeus answered the unknown question. "That hasn't even gone to market yet."

Fizzarolli hopped in Oz's lap playfully, wrapping his robotic arms around his lover's neck. "Oh, come on Oz! We've had it tested countless times and it works like a charm! Besides, I don't recall you being this cautious when we used it, hehehe."

"Fizz!" Oz exclaimed only for Fizz to stick out his tongue in response.

"You know, I'd love to know what you two are talking about," you chimed in, both of them snapping their heads in your direction. You watched as Fizzarolli flashed his signature puppy dog stare at Oz. the king of Lust sighed in defeated and gestured for him to continue, knowing he couldn't say no to his boyfriend's adorable tactics. Fizz jumped up in excitement and made his way towards you, throwing his arms over your shoulder.

"So, tell me," Fizz began, "what do you know about pheromones?"

"Pheromones?" you repeated, "umm, not much honestly. Why do you ask?"

Fizz shot you an excited smirk. “Well, the long and short of it is that they work extremely well when you’re looking to boost attraction,” he said, emphasizing his seductive tone on the last word. “Now don’t get me wrong, I don’t doubt that you and the King have the raging hots for each other! But Ozzie and I came up with a little something to…maximize the experience!”

“That’s putting it mildly,” Asmodeus chimed in.

Fizz rolled his eyes. “Okay, okay, yeah, there are a few little quirks with it, I'll admit it."

"Such as?" you asked, your curiosity piqued.

Fizz skillfully flipped and landed his backflip back onto Oz's lap and crossed his arms. "You know, I used to think there was no such thing as too much overstimulation, but uhh..." The jester looked up at Oz, "you wanna take this one, big guy?"

Oz cleared his throat. "Y-yeah, like Fizz said, it's extremely powerful. You don't even have to touch your partner for the effects to start take hold, they just have to be in the general vicinity of you. It's gonna take almost nothing to get them going. So, do you think that's something you're willing to try with your prince charming?"

Oz's explanation was intriguing to be sure, but a question still lingered. "You're selling it well, Oz. But what is it exactly?"

With a snap of his fingers, a small and skinny lavender colored vile appeared in Oz's hand. It was no bigger than your pinky finger. "There are very few things are more enticing to the senses than a good perfume."

"It seems...a little small," you joked.

"Oh, trust me, Your Highness," Fizz laughed, "that is way more than enough. One tiny spritz and you're in for a loooonnnggg night!"

Oz tossed the vile to you and you caught it with ease. You examined the bottle. The blue flames from Oz's fire pit reflected beautifully off of the pristine crystal container, almost as if it were sparkling. You couldn't help but wonder how powerful this substance really was, especially considering the King of Lust himself was skeptical. You turned the bottle around and found the warning label on the side. It had things like 'Increase in stamina' and 'Increase in sensitivity' listed, but one sentence had jumped out to you in particular.

" 'Lack of a refractory period.' " you read out loud. "Does...that mean what I think it means?"

Fizz chuckled at your reaction. "It sure does! You two will definitely have loads and loads of fun.~" The jester's innuendo was definitely not lost on you, and you could feel the heat rise to your face once again. "Don't stress, it doesn't last that long. Well, I guess it depends on whether or not you consider an hour a long time!"

Oz playfully squinted at the imp in his lap who stuck out his tongue in return. "Normally, I wouldn't give away a product that hasn't been sold publicly, but I'm more than confident you and the King will use it wisely. Hell, you might even be able to handle it better than most!"

"Thank you, Oz," you smiled. "How much do I owe you?"

Oz waved his arms in dismissal. "Oh honey, don't worry about it! Consider it an anniversary gift. Although, I do ask for one favor." You raised an eyebrow. "After your session, I'd love to know how it worked for you. It'll be another test run, for lack of a better term, and I need all the info I can get before we start marketing."

"Oh, yeah, n-no problem!" you managed to squeak out. “Thank you for everything. I should be getting back now, though. Knowing Lucifer, he’s probably on the verge of sending out a search party for me.” You stood up and snapped your fingers, creating a portal behind you that lead to your home. Becoming the Queen of Hell had its perks, and Lucifer was a fantastic teacher when it came to your newfound abilities.

“Before you go, I have one last thing for you,” Ozzie called out. With another snap of his fingers, rope with a shining light blue glow appeared in your empty hand.

“Blessed rope?” you questioned.

“It’ll come in handy, trust me,” Oz winked. “Use it as you please! Although, I don’t know how well it’ll fair against an angel like him.”

“Thanks again, Oz,” you smiled shyly as you stepped through the portal. “I’ll see you two soon!”

The couple waved back as the portal closed “Let me know how long it takes ya to learn how to walk again!” Fizz called out before disappearing from sight.

You laughed to yourself, now slightly more worried. Perhaps this wasn’t the best idea after all, but you’ve already come this far. You sauntered through the front door and made your way towards Lucifer’s workshop, right where you left him. You knocked on the large wooden door. No answer. You slowly opened the door and realized Lucifer was not at his work bench. There was, however, a small handwritten note on top of his desk. You made your way over and picked up the beautiful handwritten letter.

Welcome home, my love! If you're looking for me, I'll be in the kitchen! I have a surprise for you! ♥

~ Your Luci

You smiled sweetly at his letter. Before you made your way to the kitchen, you took a small detour to your bedroom, hiding Asmodeus's gifts under one of the large pillows on the bed. The gears were turning in your head as you formulated a plan. Finding your way to the dining room, you were greeted to the site of a lovely set table complete with a large vase full of pristine red roses with petals decorating the tablecloth beneath, flickering candles, and golden cutlery that glistened in the candlelight. Lucifer always knew how to go above and beyond; the view was nothing short of perfection. You took a few steps more and pushed open the swinging door to the kitchen, at last laying eyes on your husband across the room. He mustn't have heard you as he hadn't turned around. The sweet familiar smell of chocolate chip pancakes permeated the air as you watched him effortlessly flip one of the pancakes back into the pan. Ever the showman even when no one was watching. Or, at least he thought as much.

"It smells delicious in here," you called out to him.

"GAH!" Lucifer exclaimed in surprise, losing grip on the pan which clattered to the stove top. He turned around, his face softening and flashing at you his signature toothy grin. "Oh, honey, you're back!" Quickly, he turned the dial on the stove to the 'off' position and discarded his 'Kiss The Cook' apron, tossing it to the floor and wrapped you in a tight embrace, his lips pecking every inch of your face before stopping at your lips. "You startled me! How dare you sneak up on me, and on our anniversary of all days!" he said playfully, placing another quick peck to your lips.

You could only giggle in response. "I'm sorry, Luci. I didn't think I had the power to frighten the devil himself, though. You're lucky I didn't try to give you a hug just now!"

"Oh, it would have been an unmitigated disaster, I assure you!" Lucifer joked. "But don't worry, all is forgiven. You're just in time too! Go have a seat out there and I'll be right behind you."

He gave you one last kiss on the forehead before releasing his grip on you and making his way back to the stove. You did as he asked and took a seat in one of the two empty chairs. Less than a minute passed before Lucifer threw his hip into the door carrying two huge stacks of pancakes in each hand, placing them down ever so delicately in front of you. With a quick snap of his fingers, your pancakes were doused in a cacophony of strawberries, bananas, and syrup.

"Bon appétit," Lucifer chuckled. He took his seat across from you, outstretching his hand to hold yours while you indulged in your perfect breakfast for dinner. "So, tell me," Lucifer started to say after swallowing a mouthful of pancakes, "where did you disappear to today?"

You stopped chewing for a moment and swallowed the bits of banana that remained. "O-Oh, nowhere special. I was just...looking for a special gift."

"A present for moi?" Lucifer feigned surprise. "Do I get to know what it is?"

"Soon, love, I promise," you reassured him, "I wouldn't want to spoil the surprise too soon. We haven't even gotten to dessert yet!"

Lucifer leaned down and placed a small kiss on the back of your hand. "Unfortunately, I didn't have enough time to prepare anything. Please forgive me," he looked up at you with a small seductive grin. "But there is something sweet I've been dying to taste all day, my darling, and it's sweeter than any dessert I could ever conjure. I'm practically starving!"

You felt your cheeks burn as you smiled back at him coyly. After patting your face with your napkin, you stood up slowly and took a few steps towards your insatiable husband. You bent down, pressing your soft lips against his ear. "You need to learn to control that sweet tooth of yours, Luci," you teased him. Lucifer let out a shallow breath. You took a few steps back, placing your hands on your hips. "If you want dessert, you’re going to have to earn it." You snapped a portal open behind you without so much as a warning. “Come find me!” You sprinted through the portal, finding yourself in the adjacent hallway across from where you left your ravenous lover. You heard the dining room doors crash open followed by an amused laugh.

“So that’s how you want to play it, huh?” Lucifer’s voice carried, “Alright, then…”

You chuckled just loud enough for him to hear before summoning another portal and jumping through it. You saw Lucifer turn the corner, a wide and almost feral smile spread across his face before the portal closed. You found yourself in his workshop again, just down the hall.

"You know, I'm starting to regret teaching you how to use portals," you heard Lucifer's muffled frustration through the doors. You decided to take it one step further. After all, what's a fun game of chase without a little risk? You kicked off your shoes in an instant and snapped your dress and bra away, letting it fall to the floor and leaving you in nothing but your lacy maroon panties. You opened the door to the hallway and poked your head out to see Lucifer standing further down, his back turned towards you as he tried desperately to track you down.

"You're getting colder," you taunted. You watched as Lucifer snapped his head around before closing the door and portaling away once more to the opposite hallway. You heard the doors of his workshop open with an almost sinister laugh following.

"Oh, you little devil," Lucifer hummed as he took notice of your recently discarded clothing. "It almost seems like my little mouse wants to be caught." He wasn't wrong. You heard the sound of a portal being opened. Then silence. When you popped your head around the corner, a cursory glance showed Lucifer was nowhere to be found. Your heart skipped a beat at the thought of not knowing where he had gone, but it excited you none the less. After a few moments, you decided to make your way back to your bedroom as quietly as possible. After carefully opening the door to the nearly pitch-black room, you tiptoed over to where you had hidden Lucifer's gift, hoping to use the rope to your advantage.

But there was just one problem; you weren't alone.

"Oh, darling," Lucifer's voice echoed in the darkness, "you should have known better than to venture into the lion's den." A small scream escaped you as your eyes darted everywhere looking for the fallen angel. After only a moment, you spotted his silhouette in the shadows in the corner of the room, his pale-yellow eyes illuminated in the blackness. He lunged at you with his teeth barred, forcing you back onto the bed with your hands now pinned on either side of your head. Lucifer had made quick work with his clothes after you had lost track of him as he was now only down to his duck printed briefs that left very little to the imagination. His tail appeared behind him, swishing back and forth excitedly like a predator who had found his prey. You were caught.

You swallowed hard as you gazed up at your capture. "Alright, alright, you win!" You tried to force your arms up in an attempt to escape, but Lucifer's grip held strong. "You know, if you don't let me go, I won't be able to give you your gift."

'Ah, ah, ah," he chastised sweetly, "I won fair and square! Like you said before, we shouldn't spoil the surprise too soon. Or maybe you just want to hear me beg for my reward."

Your face felt hotter and hotter with every passing second, his words flowing straight to your already soaking core. "I-It wouldn't hurt to hear," you admit. "I love when you beg for me."

Lucifer's breath hitched at your teasing as he raised your hands over your head, now gripping your both of your wrists with one hand while the other trailed over the mounds of your breasts, passing over your stomach, and stopping right at the hem of your panties. It took everything in you not to buck up at his delicate touch.

"P-Please, love," he murmured as he leaned down to capture your lips in a passionate kiss, your tongues entangling together as if it was a fight for dominance. "Let me devour you. Your taste is everything I could ever want. I'm addicted to it. To you." His lips found yours again, kissing you like his life depended on it. You felt his lips curl into a smile against your skin as he peppered kisses down your neck and collarbone. "Pretty please?"

Your chest heaved erratically at your husband’s tender display of affection. “Well, h-how can I say no when you’ve asked so nicely.”

Lucifer hummed against your soft skin, finally slipping his fingers underneath the fabric of panties and between your slick folds. Your breath hitched at the sensation of his hand explored your hot core. He found your clit easily, making small circular motions with his thumb. He captured your moans with his lips, finally slipping two digits inside of you without any resistance. Lucifer thrusted them in and out of you slowly, pulling as many noises as he could from you. You couldn’t hold yourself from bucking up to his touch, practically begging for more friction. He chuckled at your eagerness and started to curl his fingers inside of you, hitting the most tender spot and leaving you as nothing but putty in his hands.

“L-Lucifer, please,” you begged softly.

“Please what, my love?” he teased, his fingers’ pace quickening and causing you to arch your back. His tail made its way to your waist, wrapping around you snuggly. Your expression softened, your lower lip protruding as if you were being reprimanded. “Aww c’mon, that’s not fair,” Lucifer cooed, “You can’t look at me like that! You know I can’t resist that cute little pouty face…” You feigned a few sniffles while your bottom lip quivered, trying your best to not laugh at your own attempt to make him feel guilty. Lucifer quickly took ahold of your bottom lip with his mouth, sucking on it ever so gently. "You never play fair, you know that? But I can't resist you, not now, not ever."

His hand that had been holding your wrists finally released its grip and traveled down your body while his other hand retreated from your entrance. You let out a soft whimper at the loss. Instantly, your panties were slid down the length of your legs and were tossed away without a second thought. Lucifer shifted himself down between your thighs, still leaving his tail wrapped firmly around your midriff, the tip of his tail resting just below your breasts. He began to trail kisses up your inner thigh, starting on one leg and stopping his motions just before getting to where you needed him most to switch to the other leg, mirroring the same action. After what felt like a few lifetimes, you at last felt his forked tongue glide across your glistening cunt, dragging it in an upwards motion. Lucifer wrapped his arms around your thighs and dragged your body as close to his face as he could as he began to suck on your sensitive nub.

"A-Ahh...f-fuck Lucifer, fff-aahh," you stuttered out breathlessly. The only sounds you could manage were the cries of pure ecstasy. You heard a faint chuckle beneath you as he continued to lap at your dripping pussy. You knew how wild your taste made him; it's as if he couldn't survive without it. Lucifer bucked his hips into the mattress, his hardening cock straining against the fabric as he ate you out like his final meal. Through your half-lidded eyes, you watched as his tail twitched around you. In your haze, a devious idea popped into your head. Gently, you grabbed ahold of Lucifer's tail and ran your fingers over tip. The man beneath you stopped his ministrations, his breathing had become increasingly staggered.

"Honey," he stared up at you, "w-what are you doing?"

"I shouldn't be the only one feeling good, Luci," you replied sweetly, continuing your soft stoking motions on the tip of his tail.

Lucifer swallowed hard. "B-Baby, if you do that I - ahh s-shit...I won't be able t-to...HNNG-" his words fell short as you brought the tip of his tail to your lips, peppering kisses over every inch of it. "F-Feels too good, fuu-uucck..."

"Do you trust me?" you asked softly.

"Of course I do," he nodded.

"Then let me make you feel good. It'll be alright, I promise." You took your free hand and gently guided his face down towards your aching core. Without another word, Lucifer went back to licking up and down your folds, stopping occasionally to suck on your clit. You gripped his hair as you felt his long tongue darting in and out of you at a relentless pace as you continued to stroke his more than sensitive tail. He moans of pleasure reverberated of your skin, making his act all the more intense.

"Fuckfuckfuckfuck," Lucifer murmured against you as he ground his hips fervently into the mattress. "Gonna cum if you keep doing tha-aaahhh FUCK!" He unwrapped one of his arms and plugged two fingers back into you with ease, pumping them in and out of you ruthlessly. You through your head back in such overwhelming pleasure, the coil in your stomach felt as though it was on the brink of snapping at any second. "Cum with me," Lucifer growled "let me taste you, ffffuck...please..." His thumb pressed into your clit, and the pressure was too much for you to hold back any longer.

"LUCIFER!" you cried out as you felt your soft pink walls clench around his digits, your release coating his face as he licked and sucked you dry. A string of curses left Lucifer's mouth; you had gripped his tail with so much force as you came. He couldn't stop himself. Hot streaks of cum leaked from his cock as his orgasm hit him without warning. You rode out your orgasms together and after a few moments were able to breath normally once again. Lucifer finally lifted himself from your thighs and unwrapped his tail from around you. He managed to drag his body upwards and lay his head down on your heaving chest.

"Sorry," he whispered. "I...I couldn't stop myself from...I'm sorry."

You stoked his soft hair as he nuzzled into you. "Please don't apologize, Lucifer," you comforted, "you did nothing wrong."

Lucifer shifted his head to look up at you with glassy yellow eyes. "I feel like I managed to cut this night way too short," he admitted. "We didn't even-"

You leaned down and pressed a tender kiss to his forehead. "You did nothing wrong," you repeated, smiling down at him. "I asked if you trusted me, right?" He nodded. "I think it's time that I give you your gift. Sit up for me?”

He did as you asked, maneuvering himself off you and sitting on the edge of the bed, finally removing his ruined shorts. “Poor little ducks,” Lucifer laughed to himself. You laughed with him and made your way up the bed and grabbed the two gifts from under the pillow where you had hidden them earlier.

“No peaking!” you called over your shoulder. Lucifer brought his hands to his face and covered his eyes obediently. With the items in hand, you tossed your legs over the side and made your way over to Lucifer. You outstretched your hands, holding one object in each. “Alright, you can look now.” The man brought his hands down immediately, staring down at the tiny vial and rope in front of him.

“Gotta say, not what I was expecting but I’m intrigued to say the least!” Lucifer beamed at you. “So…I can take a guess at what this could be used for,” he said with a smirk as he picked up the blessed rope from your one hand. “Buuuut I’m stumped on the bottle. What is it?”

“A gift from Asmodeus,” you answered.

Lucifer picked up the lavender vile from your hand to give it a closer inspection. “Ahh, so that’s where you snuck off to! Very sly of you, sweetheart. But that still didn’t answer my question, am I going to have to beg some more?”

You laughed and rolled your eyes. “No, no, I’ll be nice. It’s a special type of perfume.”

Lucifer gasped dramatically. “But I thought you adored my fresh apple pie cologne! You wound me, my darling.” He crossed his arms and started to pout, feigning his offense.

“Always so dramatic,” you teased, pinching his cheeks. He stuck his tongue out at you with a cute smile. “I'll actually be the one wearing it, hon. It's a uhh...a pheromone perfume."

"Oh," Lucifer said nonchalantly. But it only took a few seconds for your words to register in his mind. "OH! O-oh...I see. Wow uhh, that's...wow," You watched his cheeks fade into a light yellow as he continued to stare at the bottle. He flipped it over, scanning over the label with great intensity. His eyes widened and he shot you a surprised glance. You nodded eagerly, knowing exactly what had caught his eye.

"We don't have to use this tonight, or at all if that's what you decide," you reassured him. "I know this is a surprise. I'd never want to overwhelm you or pressure you into something, especially considering I just sprung this on you. I-"

Lucifer dropped both of his gifts on the bed and stood up to capture your lips with his, effectively cutting you off. You melted into his kiss, letting your eyes flutter shut, opening your mouth wide for his tongue to explore. He pulled away after a few moments and gazed at you longingly.

"You're too good to me," he spoke softly, running his thumb over your cheek. "I’d love to try it, but only if you want to as well. Pheromones are a powerful thing, and it may be difficult for me to...control myself. It won't be impossible though; just means I'll have to use a bit more focus. The last thing I'd want to do is hurt you."

"Oz said something similar," you remarked. "But I trust you, Lucifer. I always will." You picked up the bottle from the bed and held it in your open palm. "Care to do the honors?"

With a soft smile and a shaky exhale, Lucifer took the vile from your hand and aimed it at your wrist. You felt a splash of liquid hit your skin as Lucifer pressed down on the top, the faintest hint of lavender filled your senses. You sighed in unison.

"The vile said it would take a few minutes to kick in," Lucifer nearly whispered, leaning down and taking a hold of the blessed rope, offering it to you. "I suppose it's my turn."

You nodded knowingly. You crawled onto the end of the bed and patted the sheets in front of you, offering Lucifer a seat. He sat down with no hesitation. "Arms, please." Your lover placed his arms behind his back with his hands together. You began to wrap the rope around his wrists, making sure it wasn't too tight but tight enough to make sure he couldn't break through. "You know, I'm surprised we've never thought about using angelic material before. Do you think you could get out of this if you wanted to?"

"P-Probably not without...hnng...a lot of effort," he mumbled out. You watched as his shoulders began to rise and fall as his breathing became harsh, their speed increasing with every passing second.

"Are you still with me, Luci?" you asked as you pulled the final knot on his ropes.

"M-Mhmm..."

"Deep breaths, love," you soothed.

Lucifer let out a low chuckle. "T-That's not going to help m-me..." You noticed Lucifer's body begin to tremble ever so slightly. You touched his shoulder only for Lucifer to let out a pathetic wail. You peered over him to see his cock had sprung back to life and leaking almost controllably. An odd mixture of lust and fear filled your entire body. "P-Please..." Lucifer's hoarse voice begged. You climbed off the bed and stood in front the shaking man. You placed your hand under his chin and tilted his head up, noticing his eyes now had a subtle tint of purple to them.

"I've got you, hon," you cooed, reaching down and gently grabbing the base of his cock. Lucifer's heavy moan echoed throughout the large room as he came from your touch alone, his cum spilling over your fingers. You couldn't help but smile just a little. "Wow," you marveled, "Oz wasn't lying. Are you alright?"

The fallen angel nodded vigorously. "Y-Yes...d-don't stop...f-fuck, please don't stop..."

You fell to your knees with your hand still firmly around Lucifer's hard cock. You pulled your hand away to lick up the mess Lucifer had made, causing him to let out a whimper in protest at the loss of your touch. "I wouldn't dream of it," you smiled before taking a long lick from the base of his shaft to the swollen tip. The sounds Lucifer was making were unholy, you'd never seen him in such a desperate and needy state. You delicately placed your hot mouth on the head of his cock, swirling your tongue around and swallowing the excessive amount of precum that continued to leak from him. Your lover was reduced to a whining mess as you took him into your mouth, bobbing your head up and down and taking him in as much as you could. You could feel his cock twitching in your mouth, and you looked up him to see Lucifer's eyes screwed shut with streams of tears falling down his cheeks.

"C-Can't...oh my G-God...I can't, I'm g-gonna..." was all he could manage to sputter out before you felt more ropes of cum shoot into the back of your throat. You swallowed as much as you could, a bit of his seed leaking form either side of your mouth as you helped him ride out his high. You let go of his still hard cock with a satisfying *pop*, wiping away the remains of his release on your face with a satisfied grin.

"That was more than I was expecting," you teased. Lucifer continued to tremble and was now straining against the ropes that held his arms together. But Lucifer didn't react to your words; it was as if he hadn't even heard you.

"N-Need to feel you," he whimpered, "N-Need to-fuckfuckfuck...please love, p-please let me go. I-I can't..." Lucifer continued to thrash around as he tried to escape his angelic bonds.

You stood up from the floor and patted his head, running your fingers through his soft hair. "Easy, Luci, easy," you spoke softly, "Try to relax for me, I'll get you out of them. Just-"

You heard the rope snap before you had the chance to finish your sentence. Lucifer's arms flew to your waist, his angelic wings sprouting behind him. He pulled you against his chest and took off into the air. You found yourself high above the room near the ceiling, wrapping your legs and arms around Lucifer for stability. You felt his cock twitching wildly between your stomachs, sending a wave of lust straight to your aching core.

"Sorrysorrysorrysorry," Lucifer begged into your ear. "I'm trying...I-I'm trying to...G-God damn it..."

"I-It's alright," you reassured him. He quietly sobbed into your shoulder, his wings flapping furiously and causing a few of his crimson feathers to float gently to the ground. "Shhh, hey, hey, it's okay, Lucifer. Please don't cry." You felt his nails dig into your hips as he tried to steady his breathing. You leaned your head forward and began to softly suck on his neck, a breathy cry escaping his throat. "I want you to take me," you murmured into his ear. "Take me now."

Within a second, you felt your body press up against the wall as Lucifer lifted you up by your waist and sank you down on needy length. His legs held firm as you bottomed out, unable to hold back your desperate moan. Lucifer made quick work of your request, relentlessly slamming you up and down on his cock, his tip hitting your most sensitive spot with each thrust. Lucifer's wings never faltered as he continued to fuck your tight dripping cunt, burying himself as deep inside you as he could. His one hand flew to the wall, unable to help himself as he dragged his sharp claws down, shedding the wallpaper next to your head.

"Feels s-so good, so good..." Lucifer snarled, locking your lips together in a fiery kiss. "Can't help it, c-can't help...fuckfuckFUCK!" He came again, painting your pink walls completely white. His orgasm triggered your own, feeling your coil snap as you milked his needy cock that hadn't ceased thrusting up inside you.

"L-Lucifer...I...I...g-aaahhh" you tried to choke out, but his consistent pounding into your pussy left you all but speechless. But after a few moments, his movement stopped, his cock still filling you to the brim.

"Need more," you heard Lucifer mumble under his breath. "More of this, m-more of you." He looked at your completely flushed and fucked out face. "A-Are you okay to keep going?" You nodded lethargically. "Words, l-love. Need words..."

"Y-Yes," you breathed, "keep going..."

You felt pain pierce your shoulder, your cries reverberating off the walls. Lucifer's razon-like teeth had sunk down into your flesh, just enough to pierce the skin. His grip on your hips tightened, his cock endlessly twitching inside your sensitive cunt. He removed his teeth and quickly lapped up the droplets of blood that had spilled from your inflicted wound. He switched to your other shoulder, mirroring his actions. The feeling of his teeth marking you as his own sent your brain into a meltdown. The idea of being claimed by him sent shivers down your spine. It hurt, of course, but if was a delicious type of pain that you couldn't help but crave.

"You're mine," Lucifer growled into your skin, biting down on any area of body that he could reach. "A-All mine. Mine. Mine. MINE!"

His horns burst from his temple and his tail reappeared, thrashing around behind him. He pushed away from the wall and flung both of you down against the mattress. At last, he finally began to rut into you again, his skin slapping against your own with each powerful thrust. You threw your arms around his neck like your like depended on it, guttural moans of pleasure fell from the two of you in tandem. Lucifer wings created huge gusts as he pounded into you, knocking everything around the room. He clawed at the pillows and bed sheets beneath you, all but ripping them apart in his chase for another release. The headboard hit against wall hard as his hips rocked into you mercilessly, creating deeper and deeper dents.

"I love you, love you s-so much, my queen," Lucifer breath was hot against your neck, his voice thick with desire. "So good, t-too good, my good girl...f-fuuuck."

You were on the verge of coming undone again as tears pricked at your eyes, the dim candlelight blurred in your hazy vision. But underneath the moans of both you and the fallen angel, you heard another sound. The splintering of the wood beneath you was growing louder and louder.

"Lu-Lucifer," you croaked out, "t-the bed, it's-GAAHHH...it won't hold much longer i-if we don't...O-OH FFFUUCK!"

Your words seemed to have the opposite on Lucifer, as he had started thrusted even faster into your soaking cunt. "Don't care...don't c-care," he spoke through his clenched teeth, "s-so close, can't s-stoo-aaahh...can't stop. What do you say, darling? L-Let's break this fucking bed!"

With a few more final powerful thrusts, the bed buckled beneath the both of you, falling to the floor with a thunderous crash. At that same moment, you felt another orgasm crash over you, your walls pulsating around Lucifer's cock. You felt him shudder above you as he cried out and released another load into your overstimulated pussy, feeling his hot cum dripping slowly down your legs and onto the tattered bed sheets.

In that moment, you both fell unconscious.

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You don't know how long you had been passed out for, but you awoke with a start. Lucifer was resting peacefully on top of you, his demonic form completely subsided. It seems neither of you had moved in the time you two had fallen asleep. More evident by the fact you could still feel a certain pressure between your legs. You looked around your room, taking in all of the damaged that was caused during your intense lovemaking. Feathers from the pillows and from Lucifer fluttered around you as you shifted your arms and attempted to try and sit up.

"Lucifer, honey, wake up," you nudged his shoulder softly. His eyes fluttered open slowly, and you noticed the purple tint in them had vanished. You rustled his hair and sighed longingly. "I think we may have gone a tad overboard."

"Huh, w-what?" he yawned. He used his arms to push himself up, only to notice that he was still nestled inside of you. He blushed and quickly removed himself, throwing himself down to lay next to you. "So tired..." he grumbled.

You couldn't help but giggle. "Yeah, Luci, I would imagine so. You really went-OWW!" As you tried to shift your legs, you felt the soreness of your muscles being to crash over you.

Lucifer sat up in a panic. "Sweetheart, are you alright?! Shit, shit, shit, did I hurt you?! Oh God, I'm so sorry! Please forgive me, I-HMMPH!" You pulled Lucifer face down to your own, bringing him in for a tender kiss. You knew it was the best way to get him to stop apologizing."

"Luci, I'm fine," you smiled up at him. "I'm just sore is all. Last night was...a little intense. But I'll recover!"

Lucifer breathed a shaky sigh of relief. You watched as his eyes trailed over your newly marked skin. "Geez, I really did a number on you, didn't I?" he asked as his fingers traced feather-light touches to his own bite marks.

"I like them."

Lucifer couldn't hide his flushed face from you as he smiled down at you sheepishly. "But...are you sure you're alright? You don't have to lie to me to spare my feelings. If I'm honest, last night was somewhat of a blur for me..."

You cocked your eyebrow. "What do you remember?"

Lucifer shook his head. "I remember eating dinner, dining on a very delicious dessert," he winked at you playfully, "spraying that perfume on you, getting my hands bound...and it all goes fuzzy after that."

You smiled and nuzzled his nose against yours. "Well, I'm more than happy to remind you. It's definitely an anniversary I won't forget."

"I'd love nothing more, darling," Lucifer cooed as he brought you in for another kiss. "And there will be plenty more to follow, an infinite amount, in fact! But first, why don't we get you cleaned up, hmm? Extra pampering today since I crashed on you afterwards, very unbecoming of the King. Come here." He easily scooped you up in his arms and tried to swing his legs over the bed only for his feet to be met with the hard floor. "Honey, I'm almost afraid to ask but...why is our bed on the floor?"

All you could do was laugh as he carried you to the bathroom. He rolled his eyes and leaned down to capture your lips once more.

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*Cut to Asmodeus getting a text from Lucifer asking him for 50 more bottles of perfume*

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[chaostroberry1]

Hear me out jealous yandere Beelzebub X reader smut

Also side note the reader is immune to his curse

And I don't really know what else to ask in this request so I guess the rest is up to you

Ok! 😊 But you didn't specify the gender of the reader, so I just put it as fem. You may request to change the gender if it isn't what you asked for.

Yandere Beelzebub × fem!reader!

SMUT IN THE LAST PART!!

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Beelzebub was described as many many things, like lonely, cold, and many more. But whenever it came to his significant other, only one word was best for describing him.

Obssesssive.

When he met you, there was always something in him that made him get rid of any lingering feelings towards you. Knowing that he did not want to risk hurting you or anyone in the process, which is why he's so distant.

Until you showed care for him, mothering him and taking care of all his needs, nagging about his lifestyle and how living in such a dark place and isolating himself was horrible. You knew about his curse, but not once have you ever given up on him like all the others have.

Due to that reason, he just couldn't help but like you. Which he tried to stop, knowing that it'll end with blood in his hands once again..but, when you kissed him, his love meter went higher than the heaven's could reach.

He stared at you in shock, mentally preparing himself for the bloodshed that was about to happen...but, it never did.

"what the.." he stared at you for answers, before you kissed him again, a sympathetic smile on your face. "Are you done now?" You mumbled quietly, as he started crying in your arms, demanding answers. But you simply told him, that you were immune to his curse. Since back then, you casted a spell on yourself to turn immune, due to your traditions as an immortal.

From that day on, Beelzebub was finally able to love freely. Something he had never felt for so long...

But because of his past with his loved ones, that ended in him killing all of them...he knew that he had to keep you safe. Not from him anymore, but from the dangers that could be lurking around the place.

He started growing paranoid...and later on, obssessed.

...

"(y/n)..." He called out from afar, before seeing you chatting with a person, laughing about random stuff until you saw him. Quickly hugging him tightly, introducing him to your 'friend'.

He gave the friend a cold glare, not fond over how you were talking to them so much, until he grabbed you by your arm. And dragged you back to his place.

There, you knew what was about to happen. He was never very good with keeping in his jealousy, he wanted you all to himself. Just to make up for all that he's missed out on

You had to understand.

"(y/n)...I need you." You gave a soft sigh, as he started getting unclothed. Oh boy....

Sounds of flesh slapping together echoed through the room, your moans and whines accompanied by his growls of need. Things escalated quite quickly..all you did was take your bra off and that already sent his horny meter up the sky.

"you're so pretty today..." He mumbled, as he plunged his tip into your pretty little hole. Before taking it back out, and humping it on your sticky clit, his tip already leaking with precum. You moaned softly, feeling his tongue take your nipple in his mouth, sucking greedily. "Ngh..mnh..beel..gentle..."

The stimulation you felt on your clit made you whimper in pleasure, subconsciously forcing your legs to open wider. "It needs you...I need you..." He then enters his cock into your pussy, pounding it with hunger and intense speed. Your pretty cries like a melody in his ears, making him go faster.

Sweat dripped on both your bodies, before he let out an animalistic growl "m..gonna cum..(y/n)...I'm gonna cum.." he went faster, then slowing his pace to really stimulate himself in pleasure. Before you heard a loud spurt of his cum, Making sure it was real deep inside.

He switched your positions, this time laying you on your back, so he could see your face. Before sliding his cock up and down your clit once again, and then pounding it harshly. Your body was paradise, the only thing he wanted to eat and feel for the rest of eternity. You cried and moaned harder, practically drooling at this point from his endless assault on your pussy. "Faster...faster please-!mmnhnn...!" He listened to your pleas, going faster and then spurting harder.

This time he plunged his fingers in your pussy, putting his cock in your asshole instead. He had to be fair and show his love to both holes, right? That's what he's doing. Your hole milked his cock for all it's worth, greedily sucking up all his cum for itself. Only giving him a better reason to continue till you couldn't walk for a while.

"pretty...don't ever leave me for some deadbeat scum like that ...okay..? I'll kill him if he ever gets close to you without me knowing.."

You gave a whine, your thoughts clouded with nothing but pleasure, which was a good view to him. How he love you so much.. you are all his.. all his to keep, all his to take...only his.

With one last squirt of cum, he pulled out, leaving your leaking butthole and pussy throbbing. Giving you a kiss on the cheek, "so beautiful.. aren't you?"

When you fell asleep, he took one last glance at you before walking out. He would come back later, after taking care of that 'bug' you considered a friend. He's not in the wrong, in his eyes, it was your friend who tested his nerves to begin with. It's not his fault that he was only playing safe.

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[amphibiahawks321]

please a beelzebub from helltaker x a male reader that part spider like fangs venom etc I just would find it interseting cause you know spider eat fly

Beelzebub : Y/NNNNN~ i have something special for youuuuu~

M!Reader : Hm?

[Y/N sits down on the chair]

[Beelzebub slowly puts a plate on the table to be a bunch of dead flies and dead worms]

M!Reader : ......

[Y/N mouth starts watering]

M!Reader : M-may I?

Beelzebub : what kind of partner would I be if I declined your permission~?

M!Reader : B-beel I don't think you want to see me eat...

Beelzebub : oh please, I'm not a judgemental person when it comes to how someone eats especially if they're my-

[Y/N shows his fangs and immediately starts demolishing the plate eating, licking and throw some of the worms and flies up and catch it in his mouth]

Beelzebub : ......

Beelzebub :

[effy-writes]

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Blitz: ABC of Intimacy

Blitz with a M! Reader who has SH scars

Platonic Friendship HC’s with I.M.P. (being Loona’s boyfriend)

Platonic: Blitz x GN! Reader: Mistaking you guys as a couple HC’s

Blitz x F! Reader who says out of pocket things

Fizz and Ozzie, Stolas, and Blitz with a gn! Reader that is rude but isn’t afraid to be soft

Blitz x F! Reader who feels like a burden hc’s

Stolas

How the HB characters comforts you when you’re struggling with PTSD

Stolas x Fem! Reader: Different Transaction?

Stolas: ABC’s of Intimacy

Stolas x Fem! Reader: Darling You’re All I Need

Stolas x GN! Reader: NSFW Hc’s

Fizz and Ozzie, Stolas, and Blitz with a gn! reader who is rude but isn’t afraid to be soft

Millie/Moxxie

(adding them together because it’s mainly poly)

How the HB characters comforts you when you’re struggling with PTSD

Millie: ABC’s of Intimacy

Moxxie: ABC’s of intimacy

Platonic Friendship HC’s with I.M.P. (being Loona’s boyfriend)

Loona

Loona x Short! Male! Reader: Late Night Convo’s

Loona x GN! Human! Reader: Demon Hunter

Loona x Shy! Male! Reader: Comfort Zone

Loona x Male! Reader NSFW HC’s

Loona x M! Reader: you being oblivious to her flirting HC’s

Loona x M! Reader: ABC’s of Intimacy

Platonic Friendship HC’s with I.M.P. (being Loona’s boyfriend)

Loona x Touch Starved! M! Reader: hold me closer

Loona x F! Reader: blitz walking in on you two making out HC’s (sorta nsfw)

Loona x M! Reader who says out of pocket things HC’s

Loona x F! Reader (moxxie’s sister): saving lives

Loona x M! Vampire Sinner! Reader HC’s

Fizz/Ozzie

(adding them together because it’s mainly poly)

Fizz x MTF! x Ozzie: Pretty Witch

Fizz x GN! Epileptic! Reader x Ozzie HC

Fizz x Male! Reader Smut: Horny

Fizz x Male! Autistic! Reader x Ozzie HC

Fizz x Fem! Reader: Comforting Fizz HC

Fizz x GN! Reader x Ozzie HC

Fizz x Fem! Reader: Happy Day

Fizz Helping You Learn The Splits HC

Fizz x GN! Reader: Confessed

Fizz x Ozzie x GN! Hellhound! Reader: Performance

Fizz x Ozzie x GN! Reader: Helping Them Out HC’s

Fizz and Ozzie, Stolas, and Blitz with a gn! reader who is rude but isn’t afraid to be soft

Fizz x Ozzie x M! Reader: Oh Doll

Fizz x F! Reader: being held ransom together and confessing feelings hc’s

Striker

Striker x GN! Reader: Killin’

Striker x Fem! Reader: Bonnie & Clyde

Striker: ABC’s of Intimacy

Striker x F! Yuppie! Model! Reader HC’s

Striker x F! Hellhound! Reader: you comforting him and him comforting you HC’s

Verosika

Verosika: ABC’s of Intimacy

Verosika x Touch starved! M! Reader: That Girl Is Like A Dream

Verosika x GN! Reader: you asking her to marry you HC’s

Beelzebub

Beelzebub x Shy! M! Reader: I want you

Beelzebub x Shy! Short! M! Reader: sugar mommy/friends with benefits HC’s

Others:

Sallie May: ABC’s of Intimacy

Barbie Wire x F! Reader: Betrayal

[crowborn666-nsfw]

To Bite Or Be Bitten

(Bite kink is back baby)

Beelzebub x Reader

Tags: biting/marking, AFAB anatomy, oral(reader receiving),

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You opened the fridge, dressed in a loose tank top and sleep shorts. Shivering a little from the chill, you could quickly scanned the fridge’s contents for a decent midnight snack.

You gasped as a towering figure suddenly brushed against your back, looming over your shoulder as you rifled through the fridge. You calmed from your small fright though, recognizing Beelzebub’s demon form and hungry gaze.

“Oh Beel… here, lemme grab you something.” You stuck your head back into the fridge, unaware of Beelzebub’s wandering gaze towards the patch of skin that revealed itself when your shirt slipped.

Before you could reach in for a leftover box of Devil Chocolate Cake from Madame Screams, Beelzebub grabbed your arm in a gentle yet firm grip.

He pulled you out of the fridge, mumbling something about “not hungry for food” and shut it, the chill disappearing from the kitchen.

“Beel?”

“Can I have you instead?”

You blinked, dumbfounded. Sometimes you forgot how blunt Beelzebub could be.

You took in the blush on his cheeks, the glow of lust and hunger in his gaze, the way his eyes flicked over your form.

You couldn’t help but smile.

“Sure, I don’t see why not.”

Beelzebub was on you in an instant, wings chittering behind him as he kissed you, hands resting on your waist. Your hands dug into his hair, standing on your tiptoes to meet him. Beelzebub scooped you up, setting you on the counter and caging you in.

His lips trailed from your mouth to your jaw, a gentle nip left behind.

“You can bite me if you want.” You offered, craning your head back as Beelzebub moved down your throat. He hummed, sucking a mark onto the side of your neck before biting down with care.

You bit your lip to keep quiet, leaning back to give room for Beelzebub to bite his way down to your chest. He left purple and red marks all over your skin, and you took note he left them in easily hideable places.

You glanced to his horns, your face just inches from them. With a mischievous smile, you leaned forward and bit down on one.

“Hey!” Beelzebub chided you gently, a grin forming on his face from your giggle. “Are you trying to eat me too?”

“Maybe~ Only if you promise to do the same.”

He moved then, lips capturing yours once again as he pulled you closer.

You felt the pact mark between you two tingle as you moved from his lips to his neck, biting down with a smile. Beelzebub let out an appreciative groan, his hands moving to your thighs and tracing shapes into the inner part of them.

You pulled back after a while, admiring your work. Your marks were much lighter than the ones you received, but you were content nonetheless.

Beelzebub kissed down your form, only tugging down your shorts after receiving your nod. He didn’t waste any time in pleasuring you, his warm tongue pressing flat to your folds.

You did your best to bite down your noises, face flushing as you met Beelzebub’s violet gaze.

“F-Feel’s good, Beel.” You murmured, covering your mouth with your palm to stifle your moan. Beelzebub nodded, tongue pressing into you as a thumb found your clit.

You moaned and gasped and whimpered as Beelzebub’s tongue darted in and out of you, collecting each drop of your juices.

With your free hand, you grabbed Beelzebub by a horn, tugging him impossibly closer as his rhythm began to tighten the knot in your stomach.

“Ju-Just like that, Beel! Oh, oh, keep doing that, ‘M close!”

In response, Beelzebub pressed closer, keeping his rhythm as his eyes flicked up to your face, watching it closely as your brows knitted in pleasure.

Your back arched and your thighs quivered as your orgasm hit you like a freight train, both hands coming to cover your mouth, hoping you were quiet enough in the night to not wake anyone.

You could distantly feel Beelzebub licking up every last drop of your release, clutching your thighs tightly.

Beelzebub stood and held you as you came down from your high, your head falling forward into his chest as your hands clutched his clothing.

He helped you onto your feet, tugging your clothes back into place for you before scooping you up.

“Thank you, (Y/n). That was just what I needed.”

“Thank you Beel.” You mumbled, wrapping your arms around his neck and snuggling in. “Let’s head to bed, yeah?”

Beelzebub chuckled down at you, carrying you out of the kitchen and down the hall.

[btdemaru]

hi could you do the obey me characters reaction to like a male mc with long hair/piercings and is just really into like goth/mallgoth type fashion/makeup/music in general?

Obey me! Brothers X M!Goth reader

Note : idk much about this style/fashion so please i apologize if it's not correct! I tried doing alot of research of what the style looks like tho

Warnings : -

🖤 Lucifer

Would love your style alot, i like to think that he'd love to match with you from time to time. And will be intrigued to see your piercings, even perhaps asking to see it up close or touch it.

He loves every goth style that you choose and will not question you and no matter what part of the style you prefer.

Lucifer does listen to the music you play and sometimes would ask if he can join in or share headphones/airpods (ykwim).

If you do your makeup, he'd secretly glances at you from his desk. Probably trying to be subtle too 😭

💛 Mammon

Will swoon. Will be lovestruck. Will be in awe. Mams in LOVE.

of course this mf wouldn't show it (it's obvious though). Would ask alot of question like your color palette or why you like this style and basically just loves to hear you talk about it.

He doesn't mind metal/dark music and is open to listening to the playlist you have or even the one you made for him!

If you try to get him going to the cemetery or basically doing some scary stuff like even going to a so called 'haunted house' or a scary escape room it'll be a huge no no for him, even if he did go mams wouldn't be much help as he'll only be loud.

Will try to do your eyeliner (if you wear) or eye shadow but fails miserably making your face look all bad and messy makeup everywhere.

💙 Leviathan

He wouldn't mind, not big on it but he doesn't judge or hate it. Will let you do your thing, he doesn't know much about it so he'll ask you a few things to cure his curiosity.

Doesn't really listen to the music you do but isn't opposed to trying, turns out he actually does like ot after playing a song or two.

If you have a tongue piercing he'll zone out while staring at it. Totally not thinking about you using it on hi-

💚 Satan

We all know he likes to read, so when you walked in the room he's already analyzing your style all the way back from the first originated in the '80s following the punk subculture of the '70s.

Compliments you from your hair to piercings to makeup and clothes or even your boots.

I dont think Satan really listens to music but he does like to write/read and literature generally so maybe dark poems are things you guys can do.

man probably can't stop looking at you and would buy you jewelry or matching silver rings.

🩷 Asmodeus

Literature isn't really his thing but probably watches and admires you while you're doing it.

Will try matching you clothes with his own color palette and asks your opinion on it.

Asmo thinks you're hot. Definitely. 100%.

He's the type to bring you bouquet of black or red roses (whatever you prefer really), or even do your hair

Feel free to do his hair in return or putting your style of makeup on him, he'll take alot of pictures and posts it with the caption that you did the makeup.

Music? Yes. Listens to any music you play if he's in the mood he'd even asked for a a little makeout

🧡 Beelzebub

He doesn't mind it tbh, since i like to think that his twin also has a similar style.

50/50 on the music, he prefers pop punk but open to any music genres you exposed him to.

Would ask if you could do his eyeliner. (He moves alot) so you practically have to do it again and again for it to match so it's not lopsided.

Beel still loves you no matter what style you wear or what you do/listen to.

🩵 Belphegor

DING DING DING. love at first sight.

Belphie always asked you to dress him up or pick his clothes jusy cause he's too lazy to do it himself 💀.

Blasts music together while he just lays there like a dead person while you do your makeup/hair

Would always crawl to your lap whenever you're doing literature or writing about some gruesome poems he'll be there just deep asleep.

Doesn't really bother to go to those creepy dark places unless you're the one carrying him.

Would fiddle with some of your piercings if it doesn't hurt you.

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Again im so sorry if there's a mistake i did about goth styles while writing this.

[togetherhearted]

Hello! Do you write for Male reader? I want to request but if you can't write M!reader you can change to an available one.

May if I request ror Beelzebub with a strong God of death reader? So the reader can basically just destroy any Gods that go in their ways, but different than Anubis, the reader is an actual embodiment of death. And is also the ruler of their pantheon. I think it's kind of funny since Beelzebub seeks death yet ended up having the reader who is somehow immune to the curse due to being the embodiment of death itself.

I write for everyone ^^

I really don't mind getting out my confort zone. Hope this is fine.

BEELZEBUB X GOD OF DEATH

He was dragging his feet, looking for a solace that was unreachable for him. Beelzebub lost everyone who came too close to him, everyone dear to him. Was he really destined to be alone or could he be able to break from this curse? When he met him, a broody god, Beelzebub did whatever he could to avoid getting too attached. He failed this simple task. Beelzebub knew it was only a matter of time before Satan could attack and tore away his last hope, once more. It happened, as he expected. Satan came out. He tore the god's clothes, clawed his body but he didn't die. Beelzebub stared at the man in front of him, speechless. -Something the matter?- -No...I- -Come here...your curse can't hurt me as I am the god of death- He opened his arms, inviting Beelzebub to get lost in them. Beelzebub threw himself at him, the other's arms enveloping him. Finally, someone was not affected by his curse. He could breathe easy.

[lutewife]

| 💮 fluff | 🥀 angst | ❤️‍🔥 smut | 🍌 crack | ☘️ platonic | 💕romance |

• Hazbin Hotel

× Alastor

general relationship headcanons (💮💕☘️)

× Angel Dust

× Carmillia

× Charlie

× Cherri Bomb

× Emily

× Husk

Husk x bartender!reader headcanons + one-shot (💕💮)

× Lucifer

Lucifer x short!m!reader (💕🍌)

× Lute

"Hate so passionate it blooms" | Lute x reader

Chapter 1 (🥀💕)

Chapter 2 (in progress) (🥀❤️‍🔥💕)

× Niffty

× Rosie

× Sir Pentious

× Vaggie

× Velvette

× Vox

× Multiple:

Hazbin Hotel (Niffty, Angel, Husk, Alastor, Charlie, Vaggie) with lively reader (☘️💮)

• Helluva Boss

× Beelzebub

× Blitzø

× Fizzarolli

× Loona

× Millie

× Moxxie

× Octavia

× Stella

× Stolas

× Verosika

Others:

× fem!Alastor

"Strangers in the Night" (🥀☘️)

× fem!Husk

× Devil Dust (fem!Angel)

× 2P!Alastor (credits to: @/anic-mj)

Additional info:

No smut: Alastor and fem!Alastor

Only male or gn!reader (otherwise platonic): Angel Dust and Stolas

Only female or gn!reader (otherwise platonic): Vaggie and Devil Dust

Only platonic: Octavia and Niffty

Won't write for: Valentino (sorry!), but Voxval is ok

If a character isn't on the masterlist, but isn't on won't write either, send me an ask and I'll see what I can do! Enjoy!

Requests: closed

[denaliwrites]

Making Biscuits

Aziraphale x GN!Reader

Summary: Aziraphale knew that Crowley could turn into a snake, and he suspected that Beelzebub could turn into a fly. What he didn't know, until after meeting you, is that this is actually a common trait among demons. Another thing he learned from you? The animal traits carry over.

Requests: Open!

Warnings: Cats.

Aziraphale didn't understand the obsession you had with his stomach -- you knew this. Sometimes, you tried to contain it. No, really. He knew and you knew that demons weren't exactly known for their restraint, but you put in the effort for your darling angel.

At night, though, when the two of you were alone in bed, no matter what you were doing, or what he was doing, you simply couldn't help yourself. Most of the time he didn't seem to mind, so at least there was that going for you.

For the first month or so of your relationship with the angel, you left it to simply cuddling around his midsection. You didn't want to scare the poor guy away, after all.

It was around the one month mark, though, that Aziraphale discovered that you can shift into a cat. You were surprised to find that he not only seemingly didn't mind, but also that he didn't seem surprised. You expected it to be a much bigger deal than it ended up being.

He explained that his other demon friend, Crowley, sometimes turned into a snake. Admittedly, this did in fact fix your confusion.

A few nights later the two of you were, as usual, cuddled in bed. The angel was reading a book, as he typically did, and you were lightly drifting in and out of snoozing, nestled up somewhere in the meeting between chest and stomach.

As you fell into another little bout of sleep, your arms stretched out, then as they pulled back towards your body, your hands began kneading, claws digging into the flesh of the angel's tummy in steady intervals.

You jolted awake as he let out a startled sound, and you looked up to see what disaster was befalling you.

"Sorry, my dear," he said placatingly, though you could hear something else in his voice. Annoyance?

"What's wrong?" you asked, instinctively fearing you'd done something wrong.

"It's -- it's nothing," he tried to tell you. When he saw the look in your eyes, though, he sighed. "It's just that your nails... they're a little sharp to be making biscuits."

"M... making biscuits?" you asked, trying to contain your amusement.

"Well -- yes! When I found out you... turn into a cat... I did research on cat care! There were many articles about cats' interest in making biscuits! It was all rather cute."

"Why did you look up cat care?" you wondered aloud, blinking up at him.

"Well, when Crowley's a snake, he likes to be cared for like a snake. I assumed this meant that when you're a cat, you like to be treated like a cat..."

The look he sent down your way was adorably perplexed, and you simply smiled and blinked slowly in response.

"I also read," he went on, excited to finally be sharing the things he'd learned with someone, "that cats blink just like that to tell their owners they love them!"

You froze, and he seemed to realize then what he'd just said. "Oh, but -- I -- well, I didn't think, you know, that it all translated perfectly. I'm sure there are some differences..."

You didn't reply at first, simply settling back in, your hands returning to biscuit making.

When you did finally respond, you did it with a slow blink. "Oh, no, I do love you."

[l3vi-bby]

OK SO

M! Reader with Beel but reader is a chef/baker. Beel only learns about Readers talent when he eats one of their meals and finally feels full for the first time probably ever. Beel questions reader about the contents of the food and reader is like “idfk, made with love?” Because of this, Beel forces Reader to make him food as much as possible.

Small little thing I was thinking about, thought it might be cute.

𝙇3𝙑𝙄-𝘽𝘽𝙔 ;; ᵒⁿ ᵗᵘᵐᵇˡʳ ░ : ｡.｡

warnings / sum // he's full of your love and still wanting more. || beelzebub (obey me! one master), male reader, fluff

a / n // tysm for giving me my first ever request on here + i love beel sm so i was so excited to start writing this!!! [B. NAME] = bakery name (usually would mean "brother" but in this fic no)

# full of your love // beelzebub x m!reader ≟ ˚◦

: ｡.｡ ░ ᵒⁿ ᵗᵘᵐᵇˡʳ ;; 𝙇𝙀𝙑𝙄-𝘽𝘽𝙔

𝙄𝙏 — was known all across the Devildom that [F. NAME]'s baking was the best and not only that, but the [B. NAME] was also great, even Barbatos and Luke would agree so, their own pastries maybe put to shame. The bakery smelt of fresh sweets, toasted bread, and the clear aroma of caffeine. Everything in the building screamed a homey feeling, it brought a warm welcome to any person, demon, or angel walking in. A heaven in hell.

It was unsurprising that Beelzebub, Avatar of Gluttony, quickly found out about the place, and became a frequent patron. Not only that, he was the generally the sweetest and most supportive, having the money to buy all of the bakeries pastries if he wanted to. It was currently a normal day, it had begun to snow in the Devildom and demons all around looked for refuge in any open stores. Beelzebub sat down at a table, scarfing down the food given to him by [F. NAME]. The demon looked up at [F. NAME] as he munched, "your baking is always the best, [F. NAME]... mmm..." The [H. COLOR]-nette could only chuckle, placing more food before the other, "so I've heard, Beel." They continued to bask in each other's warm company, [F. NAME] soon pulling in a chair and propping his elbows up to admire his favorite customer. Beel gulped down the remains of the food with a good jug of coffee and sighed in content. He patted his stomach and realized an odd feeling. "... I feel so full, [F. NAME]." "I'd be surprised if you didn't, you've ate more than you regularly do." Beel shook his head, "no, you don't understand. I never get full." The ginger tightened his brows at the other, seeing as how the baker was not staring back quizzically. "That's interesting...?" [F. NAME] said, confusion in his tone. They stayed staring at each other for a minute or two, an awkward atmosphere still growing. [F. NAME] opted the conversation was done and stood up, grabbing a nearby platter and stacking the empty dishes, Beelzebub could only watch, a curious wilderment still evident. He suddenly snapped out of it, stopping the baker. "What do you put in your food?" Caught off guard, [F. NAME] opened his mouth to close it again. Shouldn't it be obvious...? Flour... sugar... salt — y'know, what else is one supposed to put in a pastry? "What else?" [F. NAME] softly smiled, "it's pastries." Beelzebub shook his head, not satisfied and repeated his question. [F. NAME], a platter still in hand, took his other and placed it on his chin in ponder. "Hmmm... love, I guess?" The silence came back at Beelzebub widened his eyes. [F. NAME] chuckled again, the melody of his voice filling the bakery as he went back to tidy up. Beel felt a feeling deep inside him, butterflies swirling inside his chest. The deepest red took over the avatar's face as he slowly raised his hand, grabbing [F. NAME]'s wrist. Both became surprised at the upcoming words. "Please, make me as much food as you can!" "U — uh? I'm sorry?" Beel stood up, his face now mere inches away from the other, "more! I need more!" [F. NAME] smiled, trying to stifle his laughter but soon blowing up. "Sure! Sure — haha, just — just sit down Beel, and I'll cook you all the food you want!"

𝙇3𝙑𝙄-𝘽𝘽𝙔 ;; ᵒⁿ ᵗᵘᵐᵇˡʳ ░ : ｡.｡ impo . // masterlist || req info / post

[kittievampire]

😭😭❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥🥺🥺 aaaAaaaa

The spicy lil three course meal ohO

Just hjsjcjscoshcjsnd yes. Very much YEs This tHem you are amazing Thank You :'))

I only expected maaaybe one of them being accepted bc I figured they might be a lil out there but ya spoil us omg

Happily Fed,

- Non that filled your ask with beel/ mams brainrot

You'll be happy to know that no meal is complete without dessert! 🍰

I made this a little bit shorter than the main course, but I hope you still like it 🥲

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

Click here if you wanna request!

Warnings: Cursing, smut, threesomes, Beelzebub x F!Reader x Switch!Mammon, Double penetration, Bondage, Dacryphilia

Enjoy.

Mammon pulled away from your lips, trembling underneath you as tears began to form along his lower lash line. "M-MC!! Please! J-Just lemme have a t-turn!" He whined out, trembling as he stared at you and his brother behind you.

You were on top of Mammon, hand working his hardened and weeping cock while Beelzebub pounded into your quivering cunt from behind. You struggled speaking properly, and your voice was shaky. "M-Mammoney, you gotta— Ngh!— Earn that, baby," You moaned out softly, your hand beginning to stroke him faster.

Beel nibbled on your shoulder, your free hand moving to gently grasp a fistful of his hair. He pressed wet kisses to your neck, moving up to your lips, and capturing them in a hungry kiss that made Mammon whine enviously.

The Avatar of Greed bucked his hips into your hand. "Are you gonna be good for me, Mammon?" You asked softly, her body jerking forward with every thrust from the gluttonous sin behind you. You lifted your hand, gently placing it on his cheek in an attempt to persuade him to obey you.

Slowly, the Avatar of Greed nodded. "Y-Yes... I'll be good for you,"

Your breasts bounced as your body jolted upward, your arms wrapped tightly around Mammon's neck as he and his brother held onto you tightly, making sure you wouldn't fall.

Mammon and Beelzebub were both penetrating you at the same time, the white-haired demon occupying your cunt, and the ginger plugging up your ass. They both thrusted at a furious pace, causing you to whine and cry out in pleasure. "P-Please! T-Too much!" You leaned your head back and rested it on Beel's shoulder, making him lean forward to gently nibble on your neck.

The sin before you merely chuckled. "You can take it, can't ya, MC?" He asked, his hips colliding with your thighs, and his hands holding your lower cheeks open so it was easier for his little brother to fuck you properly. "You're doin' so damn well. Just a little more, alright? You can give us more can't ya?"

It was probably a mistake leaving you alone with the Avatars of Greed and Gluttony in the House of Lamentation. A mistake that would quite literally cost you your ability to walk the next day. A mistake that you would come to love.

"Oi, you can take it a bit deeper, can't ya?" The white-haired demon before you teased, a shit-eating grin on his face as he pushed on the back of your head. You gagged once the tip of his cock hit the back of your throat, letting out a gargled whine. "Somethin' botherin' ya, Human?"

Yes, something was bothering you. You couldn't suck him off properly with his brother ferociously eating your cunt from behind. The sound of wet slurping and Beelzebub's fingers holding your lower lips spread wide open as he thrusted his tongue inside of you only made it worse.

Mammon snickered as he thrusted into your mouth, tears beginning to roll down your flushed cheeks.

"C'mon, Human. Focus!"

Hope you liked it, Anon!

Masterlist

[chaostroberry1]

I need a part 2 of Beelzebub x Arché! Reader. What if the gods held a court meeting to see the potential danger of the reader and Odin's goals. When Odin wants to evade the assumptions of the people in the congregation (or even to the point of telling the reader to kill everyone there), the reader instead says that he does not want to destroy the people of gods or humans because he plans to marry Beelzebub.

Or showing how he REALLY loves Beelzebub by fuckin him shamelessly infront of them all.

Tyy pookie!! ^⁠_⁠^

Bro I love this😭 primordial god reader is mad interesting.

Beelzebub × Dom!male!primordial god!reader

....

All eyes were on you, as you as you feasted on food, ignoring everyone's prying eyes. Man, food has really became tastier huh? It's been so long since you've eaten like this. Beelzebub just sat there uncomfortably, glancing at you a few times before returning his eyes down.

Everyone was suspicious of Odin, if anything bad was included in his plans that could potentially lead to the destruction of the gods, everyone knew they had to stop him.

Odin was obviously aware that there were too many of the strongest gods there, capable of ganging up on his ass. But, he knew that none of them combined, could leave a single scratch on you. But look at you over there, moronic and stupidly eating food without a care about giving respect. Hey, to your defense, you were alive before zues, and possible as old as the other primordials.

it should be THEM to pay their respects to you. But it was a little difficult to believe that you were older, looking at how young you acted. like a matured/(not really) matured young adult who probably eats pizza slices for dinner.

"Hey, old man. Are you sure you ain't up to anything suspicious? Things don't seem very 'normal' to me." Shiva spoke, two of his arms on his head while having his other two arms crossed. Odin closed his eyes, starting to get irritated, wanting to avoid anyone's assumptions and suspicions of his plans.

"I have no idea what you are talking about."

"then what about the guy sitting in this room right now? Doesn't seem to me like he's anyone you'd just walk by." Loki teasingly joked, knowing he'd get on the old man's nerves. "I agree, seeing a primordial god...isn't something you'd just see out of the blue" Thor spoke, everyone gathering their assumptions and ideas for the so called "all-realm-altering god".

Finally, Odin's last nerve popped, before he slowly spoke. "(M/n), if you want to prove to them that you are really so powerful, why don't you just kill everyone here?"

Everyone's eyes popped open, immediately turning their heads to you, who stopped chewing, your eyes slowly darting up to meet their gazes.

"No."

"what do you mean 'no'? You don't plan on killing all the gods and ruling over all realms?"

"Its not that I can't. I'm simply uninterested." With one more chew, you continued "I plan to marry Beelzebub." And with that statement, everyone was speechless. Zues chuckling while Loki grinned, "my my, I didn't know that even an all powerful deity would be interested in such.. matters~"

"ooh! Ooh! I have a question! How strong are primordial gods? Can we fight? Please please please??" A hyper, dog like god spoke. His name was...Anubis? Right, that's his name. He's quite energetic, you only chuckled and shook your head. "No, not right now. Once I settle in, I'll give you a good fight, okay buddy?" He whimpered sadly at your response, sitting down with a huge frown.

Then, you suddenly got serious as you looked back to the others.

"now, speaking of our marriage. If any of you try to interfere with my plans, it will end in bloodshed. Every single one of you will have their heads displayed on a shelf. Do not test me."

That statement was enough to make everyone feel dread. They knew that no matter how strong or respected they were, they can not lay anything on you. You were far more than just powerful. An unmeasured type of power that many seeked to have, but could never get.

Your hands trailed onto Beelzebub's face, giving him a heated kiss, and a beast like grin. His pretty face was a huge turn on.

you felt lust grow when you eyed Beelzebub, before standing up and bending him over. Everyone's mouth dropped when you started brutally fucking him at an intense speed, as he just took it, whining and crying for you. His legs spread wide open, his hole already very agape, which was proof of your cock inside of him a little while ago before the meeting.

"still so wide and pretty for me..."

Everyone present just decided to leave, knowing that they couldn't utter a word in your presence. Beelzebubs moans the only thing that could be heard in the room while you put him in multiple positions.

Odin sighed, deciding that he'd just have to talk to you some other time. For now, everyone should just leave you to the poor god, who was bended over and now covered in kisses and hickies. Your wife, male wife, as you'd like to call it.

When I tell you all of Valhalla shook from the force and speed of your pounding, I mean it.

You couldn't wait for the marriage, you'd fuck him in front of everyone after you'd seal your kiss, and that was a mental note you made sure to remember. You wer gonna show everyone who your territory was. And how they couldn't do a thing about it. Man, he'd look so pretty in a wedding dress.

You couldn't wait.

[kingofvipers]

The Curse of the Fever

x male reader

Relationship: platonic

Characters: Crowley, Aziraphale, male reader

Prompt: "Person A takes care of a sick Person B" Person A: M/n Person B: Crowley and Aziraphale

Description: Crowley and Aziraphale get sick and ask M/n for help. M/n takes care of them.

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Neither of them know what happened. Why were their nose stuffy, why did they feel hot, why were they too tired to stand up, why did their throats hurt?

It was a normal day in London except that Aziraphel had closed his library because him and Crowley were feeling weird. And by weird I mean horrible. Crowley was laying on the couch whining and complaining that he was hot and his throat hurt, and Aziraphel was on his chair, with a headache barely being able to speak on the phone. Barely being able to even grab the phone as he spoke into it.

"M/n, we need your help" he said in a very tiny voice almost whispering.

"Are you ok? You don't sound so good" replied M/n, concerned for the angel's well being.

"Could you please come to the library, is an emergency"

"Sure I'll be there right away"

In about 30 minutes M/n was already at the library and once he entered he was met with a whining Crowley and a scared Aziraphel.

"Oh thank heaven you're here, I think we have been cursed" he said in a very scared and alarmed yet low voice. "Ok, first calm down, explain to me what happened"

And explain he did, Aziraphale explained how this morning he had woken up with a soar throat and was so tired that he could barely get out of bed, and how hot he constantly was.

"Crowley, are you having the same symptoms?"

"Yeah" moaned Crowley in pain.

"You know what I think? I think Gabriel, or Beelzebub cursed us" Aziraphel stated to which Crowley nodded.

"Ok, Sherlock, lets not jump to conclusions, first of all" M/n exclaimed rolling his eyes "Secondly, you're not cursed."

"We're not?"

"No, you're not cursed, your sick. What you just described is a fever, there is nothing to be scared about, your not gonna die."

Aziraphale seemed much more relieved realizing that you knew what it was and that its nothing death threatening, but that feeling was replaced with confusion. "But, why are we sick? I mean, I know its normal for humans, but were not- Crowley please all this whining is making my headache worse!" He exclaimed at the demon who just took a pillow from the couch and stuffed his face in it while still whining and moaning.

"As I was saying, were not human, so how come we got sick?"

M/n thought for a moment. It was true, they weren't human and they have never gotten sick before, so why now? It was too hard of a question to answer in the moment so he just sighed ant told Aziraphale to not worry about it right now.

"What's important right now is that the both of you rest and get better, I'm going to go out and buy some medicine for you guys"

"Thank you so much M/n"

And just like that, M/n was stuck taking care of Aziraphale and Crowley. Never has M/n regretted something so much in his life. He has worked with babies more compliant than them. Aziraphale wasn't much of a problem, he ate his food, rested and even though it was clear he didn't like it, he took his medicine with no problem. Crowley on the other hand, was a nightmare to work with, especially while trying to make him take his medicine.

"Crowley you have to take it!!!!"

"NO!!!" the demon yelled while slapping the spoon of medicine out of your hands and on to the floor. "CROWLEY!!!!!" Fights like these kept going until you decide enough is enough.

"Crowley~~"M/n said in a sing song voice making him look up from his blanket. "I know that its been hard for you being sick so I got you your favorite order of coffee"

As soon as he said coffee, Crowley pushed the blanket to the side and made grabby hands. You handed him the cup of coffee and he took it taking a sip of it. It tasted horrible and he was about to spit it out if it wasn't for M/n jumping on top of him and keeping the cup to his mouth making him drink the entire thing. He had put the medicine in the coffee so that it was easier to trick Crowley into drinking it.

"There, that wasn't so hard was it?" Mocked M/n.

"I hate you"

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By the end of the week, Aziraphale and Crowley were feeling a lot better. Aziraphale was working again and Crowley was, well, he was doing whatever it is that he does in the day.

"Thank you so much M/n, I don't know how I could ever repay you" Aziraphale said hugging M/n. "You don't have to repay me, but Crowley could pay for my dinner at the ritz to make up for all that nightmare he made me go through" he responded turning his head towards Crowley who just looked at him annoyed.

"You made me drink medicine coffee, I think we're even"

"No I don't think we are-ACHU!!"

The room went silent as the supernatural beings stared at M/n confused.

"ACHU!!!"

"Are you alright M/n?" asked Aziraphale concerned.

"I'm sure it's noth-ACHU!!" Aziraphale brought his hands to the sneezing man's face, retracting it immediately. "Your burning up, I think maybe you caught our fever. Not to worry though, we shall take care of you just as you took care of us" he said almost seeming excited.

"Oh that not necessary" M/n said before getting cut off by Crowley who was wearing a sly smirk on his face. "Nonsense, we insist"

M/n sneezed again, and realized that there is no way his getting out of this. His care was now on Aziraphale's unqualified and Crowley's vengeful hands.

"Oh, no"

[frost-queen]

Welcome to hell (Reader x Caliban)

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Summary: Being captured by hell, they want information about the Spellman's from you. Having a strong will, eventually Caliban get's assigned to you for torment. Yet after a while, he no longer can. Surprised that you show him kindness while hurt as he had shown you little.

Slowly you opened your eyes. Adjusting to the new lightning. Clearly you weren’t alone as you heard shuffling and chuckling around you. A smell of rotting overwhelming you as a presence came nearer. – “It’s waking up.” – the voice grumbled out. Their voice raspy. Groaning softly, you set your hands to push yourself up. Blinking rapidly to wake up. A pounding in your head. Your vision sharpened on a face as it made you stumble back. Frightened by the horrid face. The person laughed, gruesome teeth visible. – “Beelzebub.” – a voice spoke as the horrid figure seemed to listen to it.

A young man coming in sight, placing a hand on him. – “Give our guest some air.” – he spoke approaching more. Wary about him, you moved further back when he came nearer. With his devilish looks and dashing smile, he knelt down. – “Our guest will need her strength.” – he said reaching out to brush his fingers down your cheek. His touch made you shiver out a breath. The young man snapped his finger as two of the horrid figures approached. – “Take our guest to their chambers to get… comfortable.” – he smiled wickedly.

You got picked up from the ground by your arms. Dragged out as you screamed in protest. Knowing damn well you weren’t in Greendale anymore. Feet dragging over the ground, they led you through a maze of corridors. With each turn it got colder. Your eyes widened as they dragged you into the cold room. Nothing but stone cold walls and shackles. – “No, no, no!” – you screamed out, fighting with every might against them. The two of them pushed you onto the ground. 

One of them grinning widely as the other one shackled your hands. Cuffing you on a metal chain so you couldn’t run. – “Enjoy your stay.” – one of them said as you caught a rotten smell from their mouth. Laughing mockingly, they left you. Pulling against your shackles, you hoped it would be old enough to perhaps break. Sadly it was not. Sturdy it held ground.

Defeated you pulled your knees up, wondering how on earth you got here. Hoping perhaps the Spellman’s would soon figure out that you are gone. Coming for you…

The door opened making you lift your head up. It felt like an eternity that they decided to come. You knew they would come. Your gut telling you they’d come. Beelzebub entered, smiling wickedly. Some flies circling around him. He clasped his hands together. – “Let’s set some ground rules.” – he started, slowly approaching. – “You answer correctly and I…I won’t hurt you.” – he added with little care. You moved against your shackles to resist. – “Tell me about the Spellman’s.” – he said.

His first question made clear why you were here. – “Go to hell!”  - you shouted out. – “Already here girl.” – he said amusingly opening his hands presentable. Your eyes widened briefly at the thought of being in actual hell. – “Tell me about the Spellman’s.” – he repeated his question. You remained silence. Never in a million years would you tell on your friends. Beelzebub sighed loud. He moved his hand forwards. A chilling scream left your mouth at the burning feeling on your skin. You felt your pores open, sweat boiling on your skin.

Beelzebub lowered his hand making you gasp loud. – “The Spellman’s.” – he spoke coming to kneel in front of you. Your first reaction was to spit at him. Beelzebub closed his eyes, opening his mouth a bit before wiping the spit off his cheek. He moved his hand up again, making you scream in pain. Feeling as if the seven fires of hell were raining down on you. Screaming in agony, you curled up like a ball.

Squirming from the pain. – “The spellman’s!” – Beelzebub said impatient through his torture. You clenched your jaw, refusing to say a word. Beelzebub sighed loud. Unleashing even more pain on you. Your screams went through bone and merrow feeling your inside boil. After a long torment he finally got up, taking his leave. Beaten and broken, you laid on the ground. Fingers twitching a bit, not sure whether you were even still alive.

The doors opened as Beelzebub entered once more. Still broken from last time, you used all your strength to sit up. – “Are we ready to speak yet?” – he asked coming nearer. You kept quiet, glaring at him. Beelzebub kicked you back. You felt the force of his foot in your side as you crashed onto the hard floor. He set his foot on your wrist as your hand wriggled underneath it. – “Speak!” – he ordered out, flies buzzing around his head.

You cried in pain trying to get his foot off your wrist. Beelzebub groaned loud, removing his foot from your wrist. He gave your stomach a hard stomp with his foot. Making you curl up like a ball, crying in pain. – “You’ll die if you don’t speak.” – he told you. You weakly tried to pull yourself up, holding a hand against your bruised ribs. – “Then you’ll never get the information you need.” – you responded out of breath. Beelzebub showing you his teeth in anger.

“Let’s see how long you can keep quiet.” – he held his hand out, giving you excruciating pain once more. The cells filled with your screams as they were hearable from upstairs. Caliban who sat in his throne, barely affected by them as he continued to polish his crown. Beelzebub lowered his hand as you were worn out. Being tortured for a few days now in a row. You felt your body weaken. Not sure how much longer you could be so strong-willed. Panting loud, you barely could keep your head up. – “Well girl?” – he called out ready to give you more pain. – “Stop.” – you panted out. Beelzebub kept his hand down, tilting his head a bit.

“The… the Spellman’s…” – you breathed out needing a lot of strength to form your words. – “Yes.” – Beelzebub said excitedly. Then you started laughing. Manically as if you had lost all sanity. Beelzebub watched you in confusion. In anger that you had fooled him, he rose his hand. Causing you to suffocate on your own blood in your mouth. Gagging on the blood, you coughed loud. The blood getting spewed on across his face. Beelzebub got up, stumbling back. The blood staining your chin as you let your head fall down. He gave your body a soft kick to see any reaction.

You barely reacted, having fainted from the immense pain. Unable to get any information out of you, he returned to the throne room. Day after day. Week after week Beelzebub would visit your cells. Forcing you to speak about the Spellman’s. Each time you remained silent. Not uttering a word. Every silence was greeted with torment. Slowly weaking you till eventually you would break anyways. It was almost admirable how long you could withhold the torment. Any other human would’ve broken after the first few days. Beelzebub gained no progress with you as he begged the prince of Hell for another way. The prince of Hell had enough of Beelzebub’s failures as he assigned himself for the duties.

Weakened you lifted your head up. – “Your late Beelzebub.” – you breathed out as he wasn’t as punctual as usual. It took you a few moments to realize someone else had entered your cells. The prince of hell squatted down, taking a good look at you. He clicked his tongue, holding your head back to see your face. He let your head fall as you nearly fell over. – “I must say you are persistent Y/n.” – he said watching you. – “And who the hell are you?” – you breathed out having to do your upmost best to keep your head up.

The young man smiled. – “Caliban. Prince of hell.” – he addressed himself proudly. – “Beelzebub worn out? Pity I’ll miss him.” – you mocked with a chuckle. Caliban stroked his chin. – “You wouldn’t be laughing much more Y/n when I have my way with you.” – he spoke. – “Do your worst.” – you taunted him. Caliban gave your forehead a little push as it made you fall backwards. – “Looks like I don’t have to do much…” – he sighed out a little disappointing.

Caliban started tapping you against your cheek. – “Hey, hey Y/n! Wake up!” – he said wanting you awake for his torture. You weakly opened your eyes once more as he helped you sit up. Holding his hand on top of your head. – “Now Y/n, let’s have a chat about the Spellman’s.” – he started as your eyes widened feeling an immense pain in your head. Screaming it out as Caliban was smiling widely.

Inhaling deep he enjoyed to hear the pleasures of your pain and agony. Caliban let go of you as you fell down to the side. – “Done already? I’ve just begun Y/n.” – he teased. He nudged you against your body for you to wake up. When you weren’t moving much, he sighed irritated. Having nothing else to do, he got up, leaving once more.

Now every time you were tortured it was Caliban that blessed your cells with his presence. – “Y/n don’t make this harder than it is. Just speak.” – he would sigh out keeping you upright. – “Just kill me.” – you muttered out, having enough. Caliban’s eyes widened. – “What was that Y/n?” – he mocked with a smile. – “Stop…” – you breathed out unable to keep your eyes open. Losing the control over your body, your head fell forwards against his shoulder.

Caliban’s hand froze mid-air at the sudden touch from you. Your head slid to the side, losing contact with his shoulder. Your head was falling as Caliban caught you before your head could hit the ground. Staring down at you, he wondered what he was doing. Seeing your worn out expression. The clear bruises on your face and all over your body. As he knew some where his doing.

With a pained expression he let his hand brush up your cheek. – “Y/n?” – he whispered. You remained lifeless in his arms. Caliban slowly pulled your body up to his chest, cradling you. Overcome with a sense of shame and sorriness. He couldn’t hurt you anymore. You had suffered enough by his hand and Beelzebub’s. Caliban staid by your side till you gained conscious again. You were surprised to see him there. – “Easy Y/n.” – he said caringly making sure you were being careful. It made you feel a bit wary off him.

He gave you water and some bread to gain a bit of your strength. – “Is this a new technique? Show your prisoner kindness before killing them?” – you said keeping a close eye on him. Caliban shook his head. – “No… I…I am not going to hurt you anymore.” – he said making you stare surprised at him. – “I’m returning you to earth.” – he added. – “What… what about the Spellman’s?” – you answered, knowing he wanted information off them.

Caliban shook his head. – “I’m taking you home safely.” – he placed your hand caringly over yours. – “What… what about the others?” – you responded unsure. – “I am the prince of hell, they obey me.” – Caliban said with a certain airy vibe. – “Can you stand?”  - he asked. You nodded, letting him help you up. Caliban undid you off your shackles as it felt good to be released from them. The bruise marks clear around your wrists. Caliban took your hands in his, observing the bruise marks.

Bringing your hands to his mouth, he kissed your knuckles. Lowering your hands, he came to your side, supporting you as he led you out of the cells. You were going on a slow pace as it felt weird to walk after being chained up for so long. Caliban held you tight, making sure you wouldn’t slip out of his grip. – “Keep your strength Y/n.” – he said walking slowly with you through the corridors. Caliban and you rounded a corner as you sunk through your knees. Caliban going down with you as he tumbled over some equipment.

Grunting loud, he turned over feeling a sting of pain in his chest. You gasped loud, seeing a cut on his chest. Brown liquid dripping down the wide cut. – “You are hurt!” – you called out moving to him. Caliban look down his chest, seeing the clear cut. It made him groan even louder. – “It is nothing.” – he answered, widening his eyes as you started ripping the bottom of your shirt. – “Hold still.” – you told him, pressing the piece of cloth against his cut. You moved his arm up, to go around his chest to tie it.

Caliban watched in wonder as you helped in. It pained him to see that despite everything you were still helping him. – “I hope it doesn’t sting too much.” – you said with a smile. Caliban held his hand against your cheek. – “You are a remarkable creature Y/n.” – he breathed out with admiration. – “Showing me kindness when I have shown you none.” – he went on. – “You have shown kindness to me by bringing me home.” – you responded, helping him back up. For Caliban was talking you home.

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