#seeing mammon and not having the immediate option to devour his face made my heart break

[rustytrident]

seeing all these mixed opinions ab nightbringer and here i am giggling and kicking my feet cause we get to rizz up the demons all over again

[beelsnack]

Obey Me! Boys and the Cute Date They Would Take MC On

Lucifer: “I feel like I don’t belong here.”

When Lucifer had mentioned that an orchestra was going to be performing, they had been so excited to go that they nearly vibrated out of existence. But now that they were here, that excitement had morphed into a heavy lump of anxiety hanging out somewhere between their heart and stomach.

Lucifer glanced down at the human with a raised eyebrow. “And what in the Three Realms would make you think that?”

For a moment, they were quiet, looking around at the crowd of demons dressed to the nines. Elegant silk evening gowns and smart tuxedos abound. Their black slacks and dress shirt made them feel so under-dressed that they might as well have shown up naked.

Lucifer, sharp as ever, pulled them closer and leaned down the speak in their ear. “You needn’t feel intimidated, my dear.”

“I don’t feel intimidated, I feel stupid.”

“That isn’t any better.”

They sighed, casting another look around the hall. Golden mantle pieces, an elegantly-winding staircase, chandeliers absolutely dripping with crystals...everything made them feel incredibly insignificant.

“Should I have gotten more dressed up?”

Lucifer chuckled. “So that’s what has you worried?” 

He lead them away from the entrance into the hall proper. “All of these demons are dressed the way they are because they must work at being beautiful. You, my dear,” he stopped in front of them, reaching down to carefully hold the peacock pendent hanging from their neck - the only piece of jewelry they wore. “Are the only one who is naturally radiant enough to wear my symbol. These peasants could turn themselves into pure gold and they would only shine half as bright as you do.”

They could feel their face grow hot enough to catch fire. They opened and closed their mouth like a fish, intent on refuting Lucifer’s compliment, but he gave them no option. With a deep laugh that they felt travel up their spine, he offered his arm to them in a move straight out of a Victorian romance novel.

“Now then, shall we go? You’ll love this orchestra, I promise.”

Mammon: “I can’t believe there’s street fairs in the Devildom!”

It was surprisingly similar to something you would see up in the Human Realm. Strings of fairy lights lit up the cobblestone street that was lined with all kinds of stalls. Food stalls selling a variety of things that probably shouldn’t be deep fried but are anyway, games of chance, craftsman selling their wares - “Don’t buy anything from that one, all of their crap is cursed and they charge a fee for removal.” 

“Come on,” Mammon clicked his tongue as the two of them wandered throughout the fair. “Did’ja think the Devildom was all doomed souls and torture chambers?”

“...Yes?”

The demon paused before shrugging. “Ya know, that’s fair. But we have an image to keep, don’t we? Can’t have the little humans knowin’ about our bitchin’ carnivals.”

“I’ll take the secret to my grave.” 

Somewhere a little down the street, they could hear the spinning of a roulette wheel, and Mammon immediately perked up. 

“Aw yeah, now we’re talking! Come on, human, you get to see the Great Mammon in all of his glory!”

A thin spike of fear ran through their body as Mammon grabbed their wrist and tugged them through the crowd. “Didn’t Lucifer ban you from gambling? Like, forever?”

“Whatever, what he don’t know won’t hurt ‘im,” they finally reached the roulette booth. “As long as I don’t lose and you don’t squeal, we don’t have anything to worry about!”

“Mammon, there’s a big, gaping hole in your logic there - “

“Have a little faith, human!” Mammon grinned and he slapped some Grimm down on the counter. The glint in his eyes was damn near predatory, and it sent a different kind of shiver down their spine.

The demon behind the counter chuckled gleefully as they spun the wheel. The crowd surrounding them hooted and hollered and shoved each other to be able to watch the wheel, but Mammon looked surprisingly calm. He stood with his arms crossed, eyes trained on the pointer at the top of the wheel.

If they hadn’t been standing right next to him, they wouldn’t have noticed him rhythmically tapping against the sleeve of his jacket.

It was almost imperceptible, but the clicking of the wheel appeared to be following the beat that Mammon was tapping, slowing as the pauses between beats got longer. Eventually, both Mammon and the wheel stopped...

Right on the number he had bet on.

The crowd groaned as Mammon collected his winnings, some hissing at him as they dispersed. The Avatar of Greed looked truly in his element as he flipped a Grimm in the air. “Told ya.”

“You were...using magic?” the human looked back and forth between the wheel and Mammon. “You manipulated the wheel.”

“Aw, man, I was hoping you wouldn’t catch that.” he sighed, pocketing his earnings. “Can’t ya just pretend I have incredible luck?”

“I will if you buy me food.”

“Deal.”

Leviathan: Going to the arcade on a Wednesday at noon was definitely one of Levi’s best ideas.

“Why does your aim suck so bad?”

“Oh, you are SO lucky this game doesn’t have friendly fire, Levi.”

“You couldn’t hit me even if it did.”

They were standing close enough that it wasn’t difficult for them to learn over and bump him with their shoulder. His grip on the orange plastic gun slipped and the virtual bullet went flying off into cyberspace. By the time he managed to correct himself, the zombie he had been aiming for was in the process of devouring the character on screen.

“Hey, what gives?!”

“Oops, sorry. My aim really sucks, you know.”

“That doesn’t even make sense!”

Despite their dirty tactics, Levi still wiped the floor with them, cackling gleefully as their scores tallied up on the screen. "Beat that, normie!"

They pouted and blew a raspberry at him. "Jerk. I want a rematch!"

"You're on!"

Satan: If they hadn’t been in the Devildom for so long, they probably would have been scared out of their mind.

That being said, they had been in the Devildom for a while, and seeing an intricately detailed panorama of a demon cat devouring a person alive was only a little unsettling at this point.

“Wow, that must have taken a while,” they got up closer to the exhibit. “It’s like I can hear the screams of agony.”

“Apparently the artist spent a century just on the expression,” Satan came up behind them, slipping his hand into theirs. “It shows, doesn’t it?”

The Devildom Art Museum was having a special exhibition on Demonic cats, and of course Satan had managed to snag tickets for the two of them. They didn’t particularly want to know how he had managed that.

“So, where to next?” they asked.

“The next room has a collection of cursed cat collars.” Satan nodded his head towards the door. “Apparently there’s one that causes whoever puts the collar on their cat to choke to death.”

“Okay, but if there are any there that harm the cats we’re firebombing the place.”

Asmodeus: “See, I told you this place was cute!”

He hadn’t been lying. The little cafe was tucked into a little side street, and the outside seating provided one of the best views of the lake that they had seen aside from being inside the castle grounds. The moons were just beginning to appear as they sky transitioned from the dark lavender color that served as the Devildom’s “day time” into full darkness, and the reflection from the lake made everything sparkle like diamonds.

“How did you even find this place, Asmo?” they asked as they were seated by the host. “This is pretty hidden.”

“Didn’t you know, darling?” Asmo laughed, reaching across the table to weave their hands together. “Some of the most beautiful things can be found in the strangest of places.”

“That’s pretty, but it doesn’t answer my question.”

“I slept with the owner’s son.”

They couldn’t hold back the definitely-not-cute snort. “Yeah, that tracks.”

“I never pass up an opportunity to fuck someone who can cook.” he said sagely. “I want to be fed before I have to do my walk of shame.”

“Don’t you have to have shame for that?”

“Hush,” Asmo giggled. “Here, they have a human-safe section.”

Beelzebub: “I don’t know, Beel, this place, seems awful expensive.”

The conversion rate between human currency and Grimm sometimes threw them off a little bit, but anytime you say three zeroes it was never a good sign.

“Does it?” Beel glanced up from the menu to look at them quizzically before peeking down at the prices again. “Ah, I guess it would. You don’t have to worry, I’ll pay for it.”

“That’s not - “

The server arrived, cutting off their protest. From the sheen of sweat on their brow, the human took it that the staff knew Beelzebub and his famous appetite. Even just the appetizer was enough to feed a whole family. When the waiter finally turned to them, he had to flip over to a new page in his pad. He looked rather relieved when they simply ordered water and fried bat wings (which they had discovered early on tasted a lot like chicken wings and it was therefore their go to.)

When the server dashed off to place their massive order, Beel turned back to the human. “What were you saying?”

“I don’t...” they sighed. “I won’t be able to pay you back.”

“Why would you have to?”

They blinked, tilting their head. “Huh?”

“I don’t mind paying. Plus, I get a discount here.”

The human glanced around the fancy dining area. “This doesn’t look like the place to give out discounts.”

“A lot of places give me and my brothers discounts. Well, Mammon lost a few of his, I think.”  Beel shrugged. “I think it’s because we’re considered nobility? I usually leave the discount as a tip though.”

That explained the grin the host had on their face when they sat them.

They smiled up at him. “You’re so sweet, Beel.”

Belphegor: Nights in the Devildom were surprisingly peaceful.

Once you got past the ideas of torture chambers and crypts, the nights were just like ones up in the Human Realm. Quiet, lazy, and on clear nights, you could see the stars.

“Do you know what that one is?”

The human followed where Belphegor was pointing. “Hm...Orion?”

“Ding.” Belphie laughed. “I knew you would be good at this.”

In typical Belphie fashion, he had texted them out of the blue and told them to meet him in the courtyard at midnight. They thought about just ignoring him and going to sleep, but now they were curious. Which was probably the demon’s plan.

When they arrived, Belphie was laying down on a blanket he had spread out on the grass.

“Took you long enough,” he yawned. “I almost fell asleep waiting for you.”

“It’s only 12:02!”

“Bold of you to assume I can’t fall asleep in two minutes. Are you going to sit down or what?”

And that was how the two of them ended up cuddled next to each other and stargazing.

Belphie knew a surprising amount about constellations.He was able to point out which star was named what, and knew most of the myths that the constellations were named after. Unsurprisingly, listening to him talk was very soothing, and they could feel their eyelids drooping.

“If you want to sleep, you can.” he finally murmured, sounding close to drifting off himself. “We can keep each other warm.”

“...I don’t think Lucifer would appreciate finding us passed out on the lawn.”

“All the more reason to do it.”

[peachy-passions]

Sensitivity

Hello there! Let me introduce my really first fic here on Tumblr.  I should say that the whole Obey Me! and Beelzebub don’t belong to me, all right belongs to the creators! :)  What’s the story? Not so long ago I had a conversation with my dear friends (can i say that we are friends, right? ;-;) that what if our dear demon Brothers tattoos (markings?) are sensitive in their demon form? So I write this little fic about my MC (Luna) and Beelzebub (i love you hubby) because i’m not really good in the reader instert fics… I got carried away a little with the plot and it came out longer than I thought it would (3292 Word).

Let me say that English is not my first language, and it not beta read, but i hope you will like it! :)

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Luna didn’t understand how she ended up in this situation. Her body pushed up against the wall, her back arched, her throat sore from the continuous moans. Long fingers between her lover’s silky locks, his lips pressed against her pulse point on her neck, his manhood rhythmically moving in and out of her. It was like a pure ecstasy. She didn’t understand how could a sweet, loving and gentle man be this rough, this raw… but she loved it.

It was a really quiet day in Devildom as usually. The moon shined brightly on the top of the sky, clouds nowhere to be seen. The air was pleasantly warm, almost hot, on the verge of the summer. Luna was afraid that if they finally reach June, and the weather will be hotter then she would boil alive in the literal Hell. Her skin wasn’t made for this hotness. Neither her eyes. She gulped when her turquoise eyes landed on her not so long time boyfriend. His hair was ruffled as always, those orange locks shined under the lamp above the dining table. His lilac eyes were focused on the food before him and searched his next thing to eat in the row. Those full lips attracted her eyes like a magnet and all she could do is licking her own lips.

Her imagination went vivid. All that she could think was those lips on hers, his big hands on her body, his damp skin on hers, their body connected in the most beautiful way. Only the thought made her excited, her legs quickly pressed together to calm her arousal. She had to behave… she was at the dining table with seven powerful, strong and really handsome demons, how could easily smell her excitement and maybe take advantage on her. Oh no. Of course, they wouldn’t. They just wanted. She only belonged to the sixth ruler of the hell, Beelzebub.

- Everything is okay, little kitten?

Asmodeus’ silky voice brought her back to the reality, his hand slightly touching hers next to the fork what was untouched.

- Y-yeah! Why you ask?

She gulped and her face became red as a tomato. Of course, that Asmo would feel her lust for his brother. Why the hell would the Avatar of Lust don’t feel it?

- You haven’t touched your food yet. Maybe you are hunger for some another kind of food?

Asmo smirked at her knowingly then looked at his eating brother. Of course, Beel wouldn’t notice anything except food around him. If you don’t say his name while he is eating or don’t happen anything dangerous around them, he will eat. He has to fill the void in his stomach.

- I’m just not that hungry right now, Asmo! I-I think I will be in my room! If you excuse me…

She stood up from her seat, smiled lightly at everybody who looked at her with awe and quickly left the dining room. Her heart stammered in her chest, her face burned from her encounter with Asmo and her infinite longing for Beelzebub. However... how could she not want an Adonis like him? He was handsome, his body like a finely made sculpture from marble. His lips always devoured her like there was no tomorrow. Those lips could work magic on her like no one ever. Those long, delicate fingers-

- Oi! Luna!

She jumped from the voice behind her back, her hands automatically went to her heart which almost stopped from the low, baritone voice.

- Hey! Are you alright? You didn’t eat anything!

Two strong hands sneaked around her waist, soft lips touched the crown of her head, her back pressed against the hard wall of muscles.

- Y-yes, everything is super fine, Beel! I’m just ate too much snacks with you in the morning after breakfast that I’m still full!

She did the only one thing which her boyfriend didn’t like. She lied. She lied to him. But how could the blonde tell him that she didn’t eat because she could only think of him between her legs? His sweating body on top of hers? Beelzebub wasn’t that man who always wanted to have sex. Of course, he liked it. But it wasn’t on the top of his list. The top of the list was the food... and his family… and Luna. In a draw. After them was the work out. Then school. Then after all of that came the sexual activities. And to be honest, in the ninety-nine percent of the cases Luna was the one who initiated to do the do. Beel almost never became that horny to suggest it to her. Yeah. He never said no to her girlfriend when she was in the mood. But Luna didn’t know that it’s because he was too in the mood or he just really loved her and he couldn’t say no.

- …una! Luna!

She shook her head and blinked a few times before she could detect Beelzebub before her, his big palms on both side of her shoulders, worry on his face.

- S-sorry! I zoned out. Can you say it again?

- I just asked if you are really alright?!

- Of course I am. My mind just went… somewhere else.

She bit the last few words, and her voice almost inaudible. Her turquoise orbs looked into his warm lilac ones and she blushed again. Luna never will used to how handsome is Beelzebub. She was the luckiest human in the Devildom.  

- And where?

Beel’s smile was so genuine, so warm and sweet that she could melt from it on the spot. Could she say what’s on her mind? Will he think that he is such a pervert and she can only think of that? Or will he just nod, like he always do, with a big smile and a blush on his face, then lead her to her or his room and just take her?

- I… You know I never have the real option to see you in your demon form!

GOD. It was the first sentence what leave her pink lips. Luna wanted to sink into the ground under her and disappear for a short time. Especially when she saw the shock on Beel’s face, then the blush. She totally shocked him. Her eyes filled with tears because of the shame, her hands went straight to her face to cover her. Maybe if she couldn’t see Beel then he wouldn’t see her either?

- Hey Luna! It-it’s alright! I just never thought you would like to see me that way... a-and it was so sudden, out of the nowhere!

His warm fingers gently wrapped around the blond’s wrist then his soft lips pushed to her palms.

- I can show you… if you really want.

Beel’s face was red as a tomato and his eyes looked everywhere except his lover’s face. Luna gulped then let out a big sigh. She didn’t want to embarrass Beel. His poor (not so) innocent soul was too pure to hurt him…

A few moments later, when Luna finally understood what happened around her, she looked around. They were in her room, the door tight shut and closed and they stood in the middle of the room. Beel blushed hardly, his hands pressed against his chest – and they shook a little bit.

- It’s okay, if you don’t want to, Beel!

Her hands reached for him but he shook his head and gulped. The next moment a blinding, bright light filled the room, like back then, when Mammon forced Luna to eat Beel’s custard. When Luna finally could see again… her breath caught back in her throat. The blond could swear that Beelzebub was a few inch taller than in her normal form. Wait. It was his normal form, wasn’t it?

- Can… Can I come closer?

Her voice was soft and quiet. Like she was afraid... but no. She wasn’t. Those thick thorns on the demon’s head intimated her. His wings shined so brightly in the poor light… and his whole aura made her stomach tingled with anticipation.

Beelzebub just nodded and his heart almost jumped out of his ribcages. Especially when Luna started to close the distance between them. Her eyes gleamed with curiosity and something else… he was sure that he was that kind of light in her eyes… Maybe she was horny? No. It can’t be…

- Can I touch you?

Her body was so close to his that he felt the warm, which radiated from her perfect and fragile body. He couldn’t speak nor move, so when he just looked in her eyes to give her permission her hand almost immediately reached for his horns. Luna was short. Almost too short to reach his horns so he bended down a little. When her soft fingertips brushed against his horn, he had to choke a moan. Nobody every touched his horns before him, except himself of course. But that’s an another kind of feeling.

- It’s so strange… - she smiled. – Don’t get me wrong. I mean it a good way. The texture is so rough, yet it feels so soft!

He smiled on his girlfriend’s statement and finally he let down his hands next to his torso. She touched him so carefully, like she could hurt him in any second – which was impossible. Luna was a strong human but not as strong to easily hurt the sixth strongest demon in the row.

Her small hands reached for his jacket then looked at him questionably.

- Can-can you take off these? I mean the jacked and the t-shirt?

Her face blushed but her shined brightly like thousand diamonds in the sunlight. He nodded then slowly removed his top clothing. Her hungry eyes followed his every little move and when she finally saw his chiselled chest, she could only gulp. Her index finger slowly pointed on his wings and when he nodded again then the girl carefully moved around him. Her hand touched his wings like a feather and he had to clench his hand in a fist and choke an another moan. His wings were more sensitive than his horns.

- Sorry. – she whispered

He shook his head and tried to calm his fast beating heart in his chest. She touched him a numerous time but never on his so sensitive areas like these. Yeah, his “human” form had sensitive areas too, but these kind of things for a demon is the most fragile, these have the most nerve point…

- You are beautiful!

Her lips touched his back between his back and he sighed. He could say anything about himself. So many things. But the word ‘beautiful’ was not between them.

- Luna…

Her hands sneaked around him, fingertips slowly caressed his toned chest, his hard abs while her chest pressed against his waist. She was so tiny compared to him. But she was the most beautiful, most caring, loving and the nicest person from all of the three realm.

- Luna.

He moved around in her loving hug then bended down and pressed his chapped lips to her soft ones. Her lips tasted like the sweetest honey in the world, her scent was so intoxicating – mixed between a ripe peach, with a little vanilla and of course her growing arousal. She couldn’t hide it, even if she tried. Then Beel suddenly felt really hungry. Hungry for something which was between his arms. He wanted to taste her. To devour her. He wanted to fill his hunger with her moans, mewls and her sweet wetness between her legs…

Luna’s hands wrapped around his neck, her lips kissed his jaws while his hands sneaked under her top and caressed her soft back.

- You are so fucking beautiful Beel!- she sighed

Her lips wrapped on his pulse point, right on his black markings. His wings started to buzz from the feeling and a loud moan left his lips. She jumped back a little from the noises and questionably looked at his wings.

- Beel?

- So-sorry! – his face reddened with his embarrassment and he hide his face in her hair. – I am sorry.

- Are those markings. Tattoos… I don’t know the right word… Maybe, are those super sensitive for you?- she smiled sheepishly

Beelzebub just nodded in her hair but didn’t think that right after he nods her tongue lick his markings again. His hands roughly grabbed her hips with such a force that it was sure that it will leave a big bruise on her delicate skin. But all she did was to moan on his skin while her tongue kitten licked his black mark, her fingers caressed his scapula right under his fragile wings.

- Don’t do this, Luna. Please. – his voice shook under her ministrations

- Why?- she smiled then bit down his collarbone

- I won’t be able to stop!

- What? And who said you should?- she purred then pressed her chest against his chest

The next thing she recognized that she was pressed against the wall, her top mysteriously gone, her bare chest pressed against his, his lips roughly claiming hers. Beelzebub never was like this. Never. But Luna really liked it. The wetness between her legs just grew, her nipples hardened against his pectorals. His hands roamed her torso up to her chest. His fangs dug into her lower lip, a sweet moan left her lips, his hands grabbed the flesh of her chest and started kneading them. Luna’s head swirled because of the sudden, raw pleasure. She loved this side of Beelzebub. This raw, strong, wild side. Oh if only she knew that some licking on his markings would do that… she would request it from out of the sudden, even it wasn’t on her mind. When she said those words she hadn’t even think. She just said some random things to him to save herself from the shame.

- Beel!

Her fingers hold into his ginger locks, her back arched against him, his sweet lips wrapped around her pink nipple. Beel’s tongue licked the perked nub and he tried to forget the tight, hot feeling in his pants. His erection raged and wanted to be freed so hard that it was almost painful. But it could wait. He had to fill his empty stomach. He had to make her come. He had to taste her sweet juices.

His lips travelled south and when he finally came eye level with his target he licked his lips. He quickly looked back to Luna’s flushed face then buried his tongue between her slick folds. Luna’s head threw back and her fingers wrapped around Beel’s horns. Beel growled from the sensation, and his tongue started to kitten lick her clit. Her legs trembled from the attacks, her breath caught in her throat and his finger gripped Beel’s horns like some anchor with such a force that she was happy that she is just a human and can’t hurt him.

Beelzebub felt that those long, silky legs trembled around his head and knew that Luna will slowly give in and won’t be able to stand for a long time until she cums. But he wanted her to cum. He wanted to taste her overflowing juices, he wanted to hear her scream from the pleasure. He almost sounded like his brother, Mammon. He sounded like a greedy man in the heat. But he was everything but not greedy, right? His strong arms sneaked under the shaking ones and in the next second he stood up with Luna in his neck, her heels brushed against his wings. She yelped from the sudden move, her body yanked forward, her tits pushed against the crown of his head, her stomach pressed against his head – his horns almost impale her.

- Be-Beel!- she yelped

Beelzebub growled back, his tongue pressed flat against her pearl. She mewl from the height, from the new position, her legs strongly wrapped around his shoulders, her fingers still around his dark, silky horns. She knew she is on the verge of her first orgasm. Beel’s tongue lapped her folds like a dog laps the fresh water in a hot weather. His finger dug deep in her thighs, her hips moved rhythmically with his lips. She felt that knot in her stomach and she know it won’t take long before it snaps.

- Beel! I’m gonna-

Her orgasm crashed so strongly like never before. Her vision went white, she become deaf, her breath hitched then caught in her lungs. All she could feel was pure ecstasy. When she finally came back from the clouds she looked down on her lover and she felt her clit start to pulse again. Beelzebub’s eyes fixed on her, filled with lust with such a way she had never seen before. Luna knew that he is far from the finish. She unleashed the wild side of the demon. She was almost afraid that he would eat her. Literally.

- Beelzebub?

Her voice was cracked, her breathing uneven, her legs trembled on his shoulders. He smirked then moved her left leg from his neck, his strong hands wrapped around her torso. She moved her another leg and when her face was finally in eye level him - she immediately kissed him. She didn’t bother that she could still feel herself on his lips. She had to kiss him. She loved him so much…

- I love you!- she whispered in the kiss

The demon smiled and one of his hand went to his belt while pressed her against the wall again. She whined from the sudden move, and when she felt his raging erection pressed against his wet womanhood, she kissed him again. Her legs wrapped around his waist and he slowly slipped in. Her back arched, her nails dug into his biceps and Beel hissed from his tightness. It didn’t matter how many times they did the do… She was always so tight, so wet… and it didn’t help either that he was really big. He was really long and thick and in the beginning he was really afraid that she couldn’t bare him and she will rip. But she took him so well. Like right now.

- Mo-move Beel!- she moaned

He sucked on her neck then started to move. Her moans were like a sweet candy and he grunted when she suddenly gripped his cock. She laughed but not too long until he pushed himself deeper in her, the head of his cock pressed against her sweet spot – over and over, again. Her eyes filled with tears, Beelzebub’s wing started to buzz again – indicating that he was really close to his end too.

- Beelzebub!

She screamed then came the second time of the day and after a few pumps Beel followed her and emptied himself in her. Their lips met again so lovingly and gently this time. Beelzebub slowly slipped out of her and put down Luna, but their lips never disconnected.

- I love you too!- he whispered in the kiss

Luna smiled then leaned back from his lips. His horns and his full demon form disappeared. Only the sweet and giant teddy bear stood before her.

- You know… I lied when I staid I thought about your demon form… It was true that you were in my head… But I only imagined you between my thighs… Not even your demon form. But I am glad that I said that!- she blushed and laughed

Beel smiled down on his human doll and laughed too. He was glad that he was on her mind. Not anybody else. Maybe he was a little greedy. But a little is okay, isn’t it?