#|| gotta stop beel from destroying the kitchen first

[jellyf-yve]

KAERI MERRY CHRISTMAS~!

Don't mind me running to your inbox when you announced that requests were open. I've been having the worst obey me brainrot and I couldn't help myself akdhjsjdjs

So, could you please write anything with lee Levi?? He's my absolute fave! Feel free to choose the ler x3 And no pressure ofc!

Have a lovely day!

Top priorities chart

(Levi, Mammon & Lucifer)

Summary: a brand new game finally came out, and Levi had been waiting for it since weeks. However, as soon as he starts playing, it becomes his first priority, bringing his brothers to worry about him gaming for days straight. But no worries, Levi's top weakness against videogames is here to help!

A/N: GDHUAJDUS I'M SO SORRY I'VE MADE YOU WAIT FOR SO LONG😭 my health got in the middle and messed up everything and i even thought i had lost your request cause i was worried i accidentally canceled the fic💀but nope it was safe in my drafts ehehe. (ALSO MERRY -REALLY REALLY REALLY- LATE CHRISTMAS even if we already exchanged wishes many times lmao)

A/N2: also ignore me brainrotting about lee!levi with a hyper sensitive arms and spine and being L O U D when being tkled...

Hope you like it!! Enjoy!<3

"Oi, Satan. Where's Levi?" Mammon asked, his mind clearly up to something silly with money involved.

"I don't know, probably in his room playing videogames, as usual I'd say..." he answered, his eyes still fixed on the book he was reading.

"Again? It's been a whole day...damn. I wonder what he finds so interesting about gaming for so long"

Even if this was his idea, he went down the corridor, opening Leviathan's door without permission.

"Ah, little brother! Guess wha-"

"GAHH! OH NO, NOT AGAIN!" he screamed, both in pain (metaphorically) and for the nearly heart attack he had from Mammon's sudden entry into his room.

"Woah, what was that for?! What are you screaming about, I did nothing wrong!"

"YES YOU DID!" he pointed at the screen "Look at that! You scared me and I lost the match!"

Mammon's expression changed from surprised to annoyed.

"...really? That's my fault?"

"Yes!" he sighed. "Just, just leave me alone! I gotta play another match to win the final tournament!"

"But I needed to talk to you!"

"Later, c'mon! Don't make me lose again!"

Mammon closed the door behind his back, leaving his room. "How rude...!" he said to himself.

meanwhile, in the kitchen

"Lucifer, it's been two days and Levi still has been gaming non-stop" Beel said, adding carrot slices to the soup he was cooking for the dinner.

The eldest rubbed his forehead.

"There's not much we can do, however. I think you all know how Leviathan is made, and what he thinks about this"

"But it will have an extremely negative effect on him!" Asmodeus added, taking plates from the drawer, and taking one for Leviathan too, still hoping he would come at least for dinner.

"Oi, Lucifer, how about we go checking on him after dinner? He must be scared if it's you!" Mammon said.

"I doubt that, but for once I'm in with your idea"

~

"Levi, are you still awake?"

"Of course he is..."

"Ah, yes sure I am! Come in but be quiet" he sounded really nervous.

Lucifer opened the door.

"Levia-"

"Shh!"

Lucifer's eye twitched, he and Mammon looked at each other, then sat down on the floor at each side of Levi.

"That's it, that's it! Aaah! That's the boss! See how big and strong he is but HAHA! I prepared the best team ever and I won't let ANYONE and ANYTHING destroy my perfect path!"

"Why is he pointing out words...?" Mammon whispered to Lucifer.

"Well, you know how he is"

"Uh...stupid?"

"Hey, I heard that, Mammon!"

Lucifer and Mammon exchanged another look, both of them clearly annoyed by his behavior.

"AH- C'MON, 4TH MOON GUARDIAN! TIME FOR THE FINAL ATTACK!!"

"Levi, could you-"

"Bless of the New Moon!"

"Levi-"

"Have a taste of my sword!"

Lucifer almost gave up in trying to convince him turn down the console volume.

"THAT'S IT! AHA! I WON!"

"Leviathan...could you at the very least try not to scream so much?"

"What are you talking about?! I just won the ultimate tournament!"

"That's not the point...I think you need to revise you priorities" Lucifer said.

Levi blinked. "Huh?? Priorities?"

"Yes, in fact, you've been in your room for-"

"Oh, wait! Final showdown, I forgot! I gotta do this!"

"He's not even listening to you, Lucifer"

"Ah, see? How can that game be you first priority?"

Then, an idea popped into Mammon's head.

"Hey, Lucifer! Guess what I'm thinking about" he looked at his brother, his gaze playful, craking his knuckles.

"Well...that could be a good idea"

They closed up on their brother as he was keeping on playing, unaware of what was about to happen.

"Eh, Lucifer. What was that you were talking abAAH!" he suddenly arched his back, missing a button on the joystick, his character jumping instead of attacking.

Lucifer simply kept on poking and squeezing his sides. "Mammon, do you remember?"

Levi's character began to run all over the ring as he lost control of his own fingers, the cause? Mammon's fingers tracing along the inner side of his arm, going up to his armpit, then back down, and again.

"Ah, no! Sorry Lucifer, looks like I forgot...! Levi, can you remember?"

Levi immediately blushed, his character now jumping off the roof and dying. "NOHOHO! GAH- COHOHOME ON!" he laughed harder Lucifer's fingers found their way under Levi's shirt and scratched at his ribs.

"W-WahAHAIT! It W-WAHAS about p-priohohoritIHIHIES?!"

"Ah, right. I think you didn't exactly understand what are your top priorities, Levi. That's why we came here" he stopped for a moment.

"Guh- haah! Ehehahaha! W-whahat do you mehehean?!" he squirmed and giggled as Lucifer still slowly tickled his ribs, making him ten times more nervous about the conversation.

"You've been in your room for three days now, skipping meals and sleep, because your top priority was the game. But that should be less important than your health"

"B-buhuhut! The gahahame just cahahame out! And I was s-so excitehehed!"

"Ah, you're not even trying to understand!" Mammon paused the game in the middle of the fight, which was probably going to be a loss for Levi, since two more of his characters had died.

He tackled his brother down, sitting on his legs, scribbling at the sides of his tummy. Oh, a really bad spot.

"GAHAH- MAHAHAMMON!" he kicked his legs behind his back, shaking his head and trying to block his wrists, but his efforts got stopped by Lucifer blocking his hands under his knees, fully exposing Levi's arms.

Now Levi was in big trouble. Each of his brothers knew how his arms were sensitive.

Scribbles, feathers, tracing, even kisses from his beloved MC could get him there.

"OH NOHOHOHO! PLEHEHEASE NOHOT THAHAT!"

"I'm sorry, Levi. But I'm firmly fixed on the topic before" he brought wiggling fingers down.

"NOHOHOHO!" he twisted his torso, in a desperate attempt to free himself, but it was useless. Tickles could weaken him in no time.

"This is were it gets you for good, hmm?" Lucifer said, tickling the inner sides of his elbows.

"GUH- AHAHAHA! Q-QUIHIHIHIT THAHAHAT! IT TIHIHICKLES!" his laughter rose as Mammon started digging his finger into the back of his ribs.

"Well, that's the point. Since you wouldn't try to follow the conversation, that's one of the easiest way to make you" Lucifer said, in a slighty smug tone.

"NAHAHAHA- PLEHEHEASE! TH-THAHAHAT'S TOO MUHUHUCH!"

"Too much already? Aw, you're seriously that ticklish?" Mammon teased.

"S-STOHOHOP THAHAT! GAH- I'LL LIHIHISTEN! AHAHA- JUHUHUST STOHOHOP!" Levi pleaded.

He panted heavily, his eyes closed, his face red.

"Well now, Levi. Are you ready to follow the conversation?"

"I t-think I am..."

"Good. First, I want you to know gaming must not be your priority, even if-"

Lucifer was almost immediately stopped by Levi.

"But Lucifer! This game is super- no, hyper! Hyper important!"

Lucifer sighed. "I suppose I have to resort to forced measures..."

...

"T-thihihis is insahaAHAne...." he laughed.

The current situation was indedd insane. Leviathan down on his stomach, Mammon sitting on his lower back, and Levi's shirt up so his back was uncovered.

"Let's try to convince you this way, shall we? So, top priority is health, then studies"

Mammon wrote "Health" on Leviathan's back, letter by letter, with his fingertip, giving a little tickle here and there just to tease him more. Levi kicked his legs and tried to muffle his laughter behind his hands.

Then, he wrote "Studies".

Leviathan's body spasmed as Mammon wrote the "S" and the "U".

"Then let's see..." Lucifer said.

"M-MC! MC is a p-priohohority..." he spat out between his giggles, the position he was in making it hard to take a proper breath.

"Right, I see you're starting to understand. Add that one, Mammon"

"W-whaHAHat about gAHAHames?!"

"Well that's one of the last I think...or maybe I could bring that one up...alright, that's a bonus"

Mammon wrote "Games" over his back, sending Levi into hysterical laughter.

And among all the priorities he was listing, Leviathan himself took a mental note about another priority. A good one that would probably save him in the future.

"Always listen to your brothers whenever they're feeling mischievous enough to tickle you to pieces!"

[frestoniia]

Craig's first present was a simple but heartfelt one: a gentle brush of his hair away from his precious face and a pair of lips pressed lovingly to kiss. The kiss Mammon laid upon his sleeping boyfriend was gentle and sweet and filled to the brim with unbridled adoration. So warm, so appreciative — the second-born knew that Craig didn't expect much from the way he'd spoken of his birthday before, but he wouldn't let the day pass without there being a genuine display of celebration.

"Wake up, babe." Cooed the demon against his lover's ear. "We got breakfast made for ya! I can hear Satan and Levi wrestling Beel down, so ya gotta get your ass up!" He wiggled at the blond and snickered. "Unless ya want me t'stay here with ya and give ya an extra special birthday present first~"

Either way, he left another kiss and sighed. "Happy Birthday."

Birthday Asks || accepting

@xamassed / Mammon

     If Craig could choose to be woken up like this every morning instead of being jerked awake by his alarm, he would do so in a heartbeat. Despite still being fairly groggy, he couldn't help but smile warmly at the feeling of Mammon's lips pressed gently his skin. With how abrasive Mammon was normally, Craig felt privileged that he could experience the more tender, nurturing side to him.

" Mm... Good morning, Mammon. " Craig murmured lovingly into Mammon's ear, as he turned his head to kiss him softly in return. As much as he'd love to sleep in for a while longer ( or perhaps even let Mammon give him his extra special present, whatever that should entail ), he couldn't deny the idea of breakfast was quite tempting.

     That, and it would probably be unwise to keep everyone waiting for too long, especially if food was involved. Everyone knew that Beel’s restraint when it came to food was right near zero.

" Thanks, love. We'd better head downstairs before Beel inhales the entire dining room, eh? " he'd give a quiet laugh, as he slowly pulled himself into an upright position. Though it had been quite some time since he'd actually done anything for his birthday, Mammon and his brothers made it clear that the day would not go uncelebrated. And who was Craig to say no?

" Just gimme a minute to get dressed. Wouldn't do well to show up to my birthday breakfast looking like I just rolled out of bed, right? I just hope the others can hold Beel off in the meantime. "

[kaalamarii]

Kinktober Day 3

BeelzebubxFemMC 

(I know I usually do gn but I thought this worked better as fem)

Shower Sex && (kind of) sthenolagnia 🖤

NSFW!!!! 18+

MC was practically drooling as she watched Beelzebub sitting at the lat machine, lifting an impressive amount of weight, the muscles in his arms and back flexing deliciously. Sweat dripped down his handsome face and MC watched as it trickled down his neck and shoulder. He looked up at her and gave her a sweet smile. 

“Aren’t you going to work out?” he asked.

“I already did.”

“You walked on the treadmill for a few minutes. You don’t want to do anything else?”

You.

MC shrugged. “Yeah, I’m more here to hang out.”

Beel finished his rep and stood, reaching out to grab the towel hanging off the machine. He wiped his face and neck off and threw it over his shoulder. MC took advantage of him not being able to see her and checked him out, eyes traveling from his pecs to his abs to the bulge in his shorts. Feeling hot, she turned away to pretend to take a drink from their water bottle.

“I do enjoy hanging out with you,” Beel told her with another smile. “Wanna sit on my back while I do push ups?”

“O-okay,” MC agreed a bit too quickly, more than excited to get close with the gluttonous demon. 

Beelzebub crouched to the floor, straightening out into position and MC made her way over. She held onto his shoulder to steady herself as she swung a leg over him, straddling his hips. Hesitating for a moment, she ghosted her hands at his sides.

“You can hold on to me if you want,” he reassured her, looking up at her from the mirror in front of them.

MC swallowed the nervous lump in her throat before nodding, resting her hands on his sides. 

He was careful, taking care not to throw her around as he moved up and down. It wasn’t sexual, but it still felt intimate to MC, and she couldn’t help but feel a bit embarrassed having her legs around him like this, skin to skin with the demon. He didn’t seem all that bothered by it, but actually, Beelzebub was all too aware of the closeness. His skin tingled under her hands, and her legs were soft and smooth against his hips. 

Beel pushed up, looking into the mirror to ponder over her. She really was beautiful, he thought. He smiled, thinking of how close they had gotten. He didn’t even want to eat her. 

Maybe in a different way. 

Beel turned red at the thought, and suddenly he was hit with the realization that her crotch was against him, and that if he turned around they’d be almost hip to hip. He looked away from the mirror, training his focus toward the floor instead. 

He pushed himself up a bit too quickly and MC let out a small yelp as she lost her balance, and tumbled backwards. Beel moved quickly, jumping to his feet and turning to catch the human. She looked up at him, amazed and slightly confused.

“Thanks,” she whispered, setting her sights on the strong arms around her. Her gaze moved up to his face, taking in his handsome features. 

Beel looked down at her, something in his eyes that she had never seen before. It was similar to the expression he got when he saw food yet different. His cheeks turned a light shade of pink. “MC?”

“Yeah?”

“Can I kiss you?”

MC let out a quiet gasp and her eyes widened a bit. “Y-yes.”

Beel dipped down, pressing his lips gently on hers. His blush grew a darker shade as MC reached up to rest her hand on the back of his head, keeping him on her. He swiped his tongue against her lips, begging entrance, which she quickly obliged, opening her mouth to let him in. She moved her head to the side to allow him to deepen the kiss, and he took advantage, his tongue massaging hers. 

MC moved her fingertips gingerly up and down his chest and stomach, stopping at the waistband of his shorts. He broke apart from her, standing up straight and letting go of her. She frowned as his arms left her body. 

“I’m sorry if I went too far…”

“You didn’t,” Beel replied, shaking his head. “I want to continue, but I need a shower.”

“Oh, right,” MC said with a chuckle.

“Do you want to shower with me, MC?”

She bit her lip, nodding. “I’d like that.”

Beel grinned, lifting her up and tossing her over his shoulder, and MC felt a jolt of excitement running through her body.

Beel wasted no time as they got into the showers, reaching a hand in to turn on the water as he used his other hand to drop MC from his shoulders to his waist, pressing her against the cold tiled wall and crashing his mouth onto hers once more. MC wrapped her legs around him as he toyed with the hem of her shirt, pulling away from her only to lift it over her head. He kissed down to her jaw, leaving a trail of pecks to her chest. He took one of her nipples in his mouth, lightly biting down before swiping his tongue across it. He went to the other one, repeating his movements. 

Beel lifted her up even further until he was face to face with her most sensitive areas. He looked up at her. “I want to taste you.”

MC nodded. “Yes, Beel. Please…”

He shocked her when he gripped the top of her shorts with his teeth, ripping them off of her and spitting them out onto the shower floor. Beel wasted no time diving in, pointed tongue teasing her swollen clit. He had to fight the urge to bite down as he dipped into her folds, the taste of her sweet and sticky like honey.

 MC’s head rolled back to rest against the wall and she let out a low moan at the demon’s talented mouth. Beel knew he was doing, that’s for sure. And he was more than eager, mouth sloppy and face messy with her juices as he ate her out. MC’s thighs tightened around his head, squeezing as her body shook with a violent orgasm. His mouth continued, and he didn’t seem fazed as her hands ran through his hair, pulling roughly as she thrashed around, riding his face as she came.

Out of all the things he had ever eaten, he could’ve sworn nothing tasted as good as she did. Beel could never tell her exactly how gluttonous she made him feel. How just like with food, the more he got of her, the more he wanted. It was never enough, and he himself feared for a moment that he wouldn’t be able to stop, taking her until her fragile human body was completely destroyed. He was grateful for the small amount of angel left in him, the gentle side of him that let his love for her take over instead of his gluttony.

Still, he was so enamored with licking her that she had to give him a slight smack to his arm. “Beel, it’s too sensitive right now. You gotta stop.”

He looked at her, blinking as he considered her words. He nodded, helping her back down to his waist, where his hard cock was ready and waiting for her. MC was nervous at the feel of it, wondering how much of him she’d actually be able to take. Beelzebub sensed her apprehension. “We don’t have to, if you don’t want.”

“I do want to. You’re just…”

Beel frowned. “I’m what?”

“So...BIG.”

His frown quickly turned to a smirk. He turned her around so she was facing away from him and gently bit down on her shoulder. “I’ll be gentle.”

MC nodded and shut her eyes as he slowly pushed into her. He paused for a moment, watching her face, waiting patiently for her to get used to the feeling of him inside her. He lightly pinched her clit between his fingers, rolling it. She moaned, her body moving against him and taking even more of him in. Beel grabbed the shower head from the wall and pressed it against her. 

The water pressure was a shock at first but she quickly felt pleasure in it, her hips moving to get more of it and more of Beel. He continued holding the shower head to her as he thrusted into her, stretching her out more and more until she was filled to the brim. The head of his cock rubbed against her cervix, sending a pleasurable pain through her. 

“You alright?” he asked her.

“Yes, fuck yes.”

He grinned at her swearing. 

“Harder,” she whimpered and he obliged, his thrusts getting more intense. His sin was starting to take over and he upped the water pressure. The small jets beat against her clit roughly and between that and being so full of Beel’s cock, MC knew she wouldn’t last long.

She called out his name loudly, her eyes rolling back in her head as she came on his large cock. The shower head was quickly forgotten as Beel dropped it to the floor, putting his arms on her shoulders to keep her on him as he felt his own dam break. 

Beel moaned out loud as he came, shooting large hot loads into her. 

As they finished, Beel gently set her down. Now blushing as he picked up the shower head and replaced it, he was a stark contrast from the demon she had seen just a moment ago.

“I hope that was good for you,” he said, looking at her hopefully.

“That was fucking amazing,” MC replied with a laugh, pulling the demon down to kiss him.

“I guess we need to shower for real now,” Beel said with a smile, “I’ll wash you.”

He was so gentle as he soaped up her body, massaging her sore muscles and kissing the small bruises he left behind.

“You wanna go to Hell’s kitchen?” MC asked as he shampooed her hair.

“You know what? I’m actually not hungry right now.”

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