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r0-boat · 3 months ago

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Wrapped up gift

Happy Valentine's Day enjoy my gift with extra sugar!

This is part of a collab hosted by @dream-effect

Don't ever ask me to do this ever again

Whb!Seven Kings X Gn!Reader Fic

Cw: NSFW, gangbang, double penetration, spit roasting, cum drunk, bondage, name-calling, praise, multiple orgasms, uses of toys, biting, marking, creampie, choking, Crying kink.

WC: 5.1K

Everyone has been acting weird today…

Well, weirder than usual, many devils have avoided you, or that's what you think.

It's not like you expect the countless attention and gifts you are showered with every day, but it does raise a few questions when one day you can't even walk around town without a flock of devils around you, and the next, no one can hang out with you.

Not even the kings. Who usually blows up your phone at all hours of the day?

Whether it's Asmodeus’s random confessions of love, Lucifer using your medical history as an excuse to talk to you, Beelzebub going on a random tangent about God knows what, Belphegor talking about anime, or Leviathan’s awkward ass small talk, only to spend another hour arguing with you over the phone, Mammon sending you pictures of expensive gifts he's about to buy you, or Satan angrily texting you why you haven't blocked everyone yet. Usually, your phone is flooded with any of these weirdos, but it was quiet and lonely for the first time since you came to hell.

With a sigh, you walk through the unusually empty halls of Gehenna’s Castle. The echoing of your footsteps mocked you till you reached your room. You push your door open when something fluttering down to the ground catches your eye: a pink envelope with a pink wax seal notice the fancy engraving on the and Asmodeus's sigil. It was ha and miss, especially the ‘interesting’ encounters you've had with him. His sigil became not only his symbol but also his calling card. You hesitate before sliding your thumb underneath the wax and opening the envelope. You sigh, scrunching your eyelids, preparing the potential nastiness you're about to unfold out of this letter…

Good fuck, why is it stained…?

‘Dear beloved,

I prepared some Valentine's Day gifts for you at my castle. Let's enjoy Valentine's Day together!❤️

Constantly yearning, Asmodeus’

The letter was short and innocent, but you knew better than to trust anything from Asmodeus. The motherfucker couldn't even bother to text you, instead sending you an embroidered letter with an equally fancy-looking envelope doused in his normal scent.

Flashbacks of the past, heated in your eyes, prove what awaits you if you accept his invitation. But then again, you've never felt so lonely on a day you're supposed to be with the people you love. Also, Asmodeus was the only demon ever to mention Valentine's Day. You didn't even know today was a holiday until he mentioned it. You're not sure how you felt about the fact that no one even wanted to see you on Valentine's Day.

Maybe it was because Valentine's Day was an Earth holiday, not a holiday they usually celebrate in hell…Yeah, let's go with that.

Knowing that he knew and wanted to spend time with you, your heart pumping with excitement, you couldn't hide the smile on your face.

You almost put down the leather until you realized what was in the bottom right-hand corner: an arrow pointing to the other side with the words ‘flip me ;)’ written in cursive.

On the back, you see what looks like a Latin chant. More of his handwriting was next to it: ‘simple teleportation spell to the front gates of my palace while you momentarily will feel a little dizzy; that's normal.’

Thank goodness for the grueling lessons Sitri would give you after you discovered that most demons use Latin as their mother tongue.

It was hard, but you resisted the temptation. As soon as your lips mouth the final syllable, your world spins. You almost lost your lunch as you instantly felt like you'd been propelled forward. One moment, you were in your bedroom in Gehenna, and the next, you stood on the red carpets of Abaddon, looking down that all-too-familiar hallway.

Your eyes landed on a demon leaning against the wall, a black crop top resembling other biker jackets that reach the same length as the top, with spikes that adorn their collar and shoulders. His bulging muscles and choice of clothing looked scary, but as soon as Zalgrok saw them coming down the hallway, he smiled, picking his hands out of his pockets. “Hey, His Majesty is waiting for you.” Your eyes dart around the empty halls. But just like before, there were no signs of people. “Where is everybody?” The smile falters momentarily, his eyes darting to the ground, trying to think of an untrue excuse. “Asmodeus ordered everyone to leave, but he's in one of our private rooms with the other kings!” He smiled, pointing at one of the doors, a door to a room you haven't seen before. It looked different from fancy dark wood with golden embroidery.

This time, you walked up to the door. Zalgrok followed behind his hand, itching to reach out and touch you. He perhaps curled his fingers and interlocked them with yours.

He never gets to play with his Majesty's favorite toys, and yet here they are now, their ass swaying as they walk tantalizingly.

Before he could even react, it was too late. As quickly as you came in, you left. Zalgrok clicked his tongue in annoyance before turning on his heel, not wanting to stay longer to hear what would happen on the other side of that door.

The room was dark, with only as much light as the scattered candle could provide. Rose petals scattered all across the floor. A wide variety of sweets, chocolates, and fruits decorated the table, although some looked half-eaten.

Wrapped gift boxes litter the ground around the couch, some smaller than others. And at the center of it all, on a large bed, the devil of lust himself thrilled across the furniture as usual, his nude self dressed nicely in a tuxedo. His hair was slicked back and done into a bun. He smelled of Ivory and rose petals as if he had just stepped out of the shower.

“Happy Valentine's Day, my dear~! Poor baby must have been so lonely…” he purred as he opened his arms to beckon you to climb into them when he saw you approach him. You've never been so happy to see Asmodeus that you practically skipped toward him, but before you could get close enough to even touch him, a repellent tentacle wrapped around your throat rather harshly, pulling you back with enough force to make you stumble into something.

The tentacles slip from your throat, replacing it with a firm hand.

“So, is this what you do when I'm not here, whore yourself out to the nearest devil?” Leviathan hissed in your ear. He loosened his hand just enough to have you turn your head to look at him. You could barely see anything but his scowling face, but you could have sworn he was wearing a suit, too. Your suspicions are quickly confirmed, your heart jumping out of your chest as you see another devil seem to come out of himself, finally showing himself.

The buzzing of flies becomes louder until they coagulate into one spot, Beelzebub appears as the horde disperses. He was also wearing a suit; however, it seemed that he had either forgotten or did not care to finish his green tie, as it simply hung over his neck. He spent no time taking off the jacket part of his suit immediately before letting out a relieved sigh. “These things just aren't for me…Glad you liked the eye candy, though, babe.” You watch helplessly, trapped in Levi's arms, his hand still wrapped around your throat, only putting pressure when Beel gets close. “Touch them, and I'll kill you…” He snarls.

"Hate it or not, you still agreed. It's too late to back out of it now, Leviathan." Lucifer, whom you had just noticed, had been sitting idly on the chairs facing the bed, swirling a glass of wine in his hand as if he were some vampire out of an old film before taking a sip.

“I can feel their delicious greed from here. They must love their gift." Mammon smirked. Levi's hands were long gone, replaced with his large, firm ones wandering to your butt.

“Slut better like it because I'm not doing this again…” Satan growled, feeling something tug tightly around his palm.

Asmodeus finally got up from the bed. From the other side of him, you see Belphegor, his tie loose, one of the buttons of his polo shirt undone, and his head resting against his hand. Asmo squishes your cheeks together playfully, shaking your head. “Now it's time for our Valentine's Day gift!” The wicked smile on his face when he said that made your hair stand on end. Your eyes went wide as you felt the thundering in your chest; shoot…again, you had forgotten; if you had known days in advance, you would have prepared at least something. You sputter out pathetically, "But I didn't bring anything…I'm sorry." The kings around the room went silent before bursting out in laughter.

“They said ‘they didn't bring anything’… How cute!” One of them mocked. Even Asmodeus struggled to contain his laughter as the hand that squished your cheeks together rushed to cover his snickering smile.

Your eyebrows furrowed together as you felt heat rush to your face.

“Stop, don't laugh!! You don't understand!” You hiss to at least try to explain yourself, but instead, Satan approaches close enough to weave his hand in your hair and yank your head up to look at his wide-eyed, toothy grin.

“No toy; you don't understand.” He lets it go over your head before unraveling the thing around his palm. A red ribbon.

“You are the gift.” The realization hits you like a truck before anything can truly sink in.

“Strip them," Leviathan commanded with a hiss as Mammon’s big hands grabbed the fabric of the outfit you picked out, thinking it would just be you and Asmodeus.

“So sorry we have to ruin your outfit, dear; it's cute, it really is, but it would look better on the floor." Asmodeus laughs, licking his lips as he hears the fabric begin to tear.

“I'll buy them new clothes, something far better than these worthless rags!" Mammon grunted with each flex of his muscles.

The last piece of clothing rips off you, falling to the floor and revealing lovely lace underneath. The kings in the room hummed in delight, except for Leviathan and Asmodeus, whose moods were opposite.

“Fucking worthless slut…Just what were you planning on doing with this, huh?!” Leviathan grits his teeth, his hand harshly grabbing the delicate lace, caring little for how his claws dug holes into the fabric.

And, of course, Asmodeus responds with a catty grin, fueling that fire of jealousy.

“Beloved, if I had known you would come see me in this, why? I would have canceled plans and just had you all to myself.”

Satan snarled before finishing Mammon's job, working with Leviathan to tear apart the lacy undergarments, abandoning them in shreds of cloth on the floor.

“Such heathens…” murmured Lucifer, ignoring the bulging tent in his dress pants. Watching every move Satan made as he used the ribbon to tie you. Even with Mammon, Leviathan, and Beelzebub holding your arms and legs as Satan began to work, the binding, occasionally with a ribbon, would twist and fold with every imperfect knot. His eyebrows furrowed until he finally got up.

“Move, you're not doing it right." He ignored Satan's glare as he snatched the ribbon.

"It's like bandages; let me do this." Lucifer couldn't help but sneak a small kiss from your lips, his fangs catching your lips and causing soft, supple skin to bleed, which excited Beelzebub, who had been playing with your hand before. He didn't waste any time in fear that some other devil would steal a taste of your sweet red blood. He moved in as much as he could, forcing your head until his mouth could reach yours. His tongue glides across your bleeding lip, getting every last drop of your delicious blood. Beelzebub shivers at your taste, unconsciously trying to press his body against yours, tongue immediately moving into your mouth.

As Lucifer almost finished wrapping your body, you felt the ribbon tighten against your skin before the demon tied it into a neat little bow. Your hands and legs were still free, but not for long, as Satan handed Lucifer more ribbons for him to work with. You were too occupied with Beelzebub’s mouth and tongue to care that Mammon was holding your wrists together for Lucifer to tie up until a neat little bow.

Beelzebub, finally having his fill…for now, breaks away from you as Mammon and Satan move you toward the bed. “You look so beautiful like this." Whispered the Mammon, looking at you as if you were his greatest treasure. Satan snarls as he moves his body in between your legs, keeping them nice and spread, grinding his hips against yours. "Nice and fuckable; can't wait to leave you sore for weeks.”

You see Asmodeus off to the side, grabbing a present off the floor. "Is that for me? You ask, and he smiles. "Yes, well… Yes and no. It's for all of us~" With such precision, he picks at the ribbon at the top of the bow, slowly peeling it loose. The ribbon slips from its knot. He peels open the wrapping before putting his hand into the open box. Taking out a bar with two cuffs on the end. His thumb applies pressure as the bar springs longer.

“This will keep you nice and spread; we don't want you closing those pretty little legs now, do we?” Asmodeus smirks. Satan chuckles, practically snatching the spread bar from him, fastening each cuff onto your legs.

You had completely forgotten that you weren't the only one on the mattress when you felt a hand caress your cheek.

“I hope you're grateful that we're doing all this work for you," Belphegor said, his other hand diving below to unbutton his belt. He scoots up till his crotch is right in your face. His hand palms his balls underneath his underwear before taking out his hardening cock. “Be a doll, won't you?” You know exactly what he wants as he touches your head, getting you for a taste. Belphegor’s head tilts back as he feels your mouth wrapped around his cock. Bobbing your head up and down, taking it deep just the way you knew he liked it.

With your tongue swirling around the head, your mouth suckles his tip before taking him down to the base. His cock is squeezed by your throat with each suck.

Your legs quiver when you feel a hand around your throat again. Leviathan collects are done clearing out how well you're taking another demon down your throat. “Cock-hungry slut, look how well-trained you are at taking cock. How come you're not well-trained with me?” Leviathan's hand squeezes your throat as you gag around Belphegor’s cock. “Fuck, keep choking them! Damn throats getting tighter.”

With your choked-out sobs and moans, Satan, who has been grinding his bulge against your core this whole time, finally gives in, pissing out a string of cuss words, “Fuck, fuck, fuck! I can't take it anymore! I'm going to fuck them! I'm going to fuck and feel them cum around my cock!” His hands shook, undoing his pants and sliding them down just enough. Take his cock out. His hard, leaking cock pressed against your entrance, and with one hand, he guided his cock till his head was pressing right against your hole, applying enough pressure to open for him. His other hand slid against your body, occasionally grasping at the ribbons. You squirmed as you felt the edges of the ribbons bite into you as they tightened against your skin.

“Don't struggle if you don't want the ribbons to hurt.” Lucifer scolded. Asmodeus added, “Be a good toy, and let us use you till you break.” You strain your eyes, trying to look to where the voices are coming from, and that's where you see Lucifer in a chair and Asmodeus standing across from the bed, both playing with themselves, Lucifer palming and groping his cock through his underwear and Asmodeus stroking himself, his pants long since abandoned as well as most of his suit.

Your cheek gets a light smack from Leviathan. “Hey! Don't look at them! Look at me! Or do I have to choke you harder?"

This was all too much with Leviathan's hand on your throat, applying pressure before releasing and squeezing again all the while. Belphegor is now trying to fuck your throat, as Satan is now starting to ram his cock deeper inside, grabbing and clawing at your plush hips. His big demon dick forcing you open makes you take him.

It was all too much! Squeezing your eyes shut, the pleasure and pain overwhelmed you so much you couldn't hold back your tears.

“Fuck, they're crying! That's so hot…” Lucifer hissed, his palming motions now turning into jerking as he fucks his hand. Your legs shake as you can't hold back your orgasm, your screams muffled by the cock in your mouth as you squeeze Satan's cock for all He's worth.

“Oooh fuuuck, never thought I'd find someone trying to scream with cock in their mouth so hot! Satan snarled, his hips driving into you, chasing his orgasm.

"I'm going to cum! Gonna fill that throat, swallow it all, take it, all of it!” Belphegor growls, his balls heavy and full of seed slapping against your face.

Satan was not too far behind as his eyes were falling back. “I'm going to come too; we're going to soak you with demon cum! Take it all! Take all we fucking give you!

Belphegor's hand digs into your scalp as he's using your throat for his pleasure. He slams his hips against your face before stealing them. You swallow every last drop of his seed. As Satan slams one final time inside you, your walls suck every last drop of cum out of his cock.

Try not to cough and sputter, as Levi's hand is still around your throat.

Finally, you can breathe as the king of sloth removes his cock from your throat. And the king of wrath finally slips out of the core, watching his cum dribble out of you.

“Let me rest for a bit; I'm okay with watching for now…did way too much.” Belphegor groans as he rolls on the other side of the bed. Belphegor was still hard, but he had his fill. Why would he want to do more when he can just watch the show and get off till you get fucked by multiple people, just like the porno he would watch every night?

“You took them so well; you did so well…my sweet treasure.” Mammon purred with his hand, squeezing your chest and pinching your nipple.

“I bet the stupid whore is hungry for more…” Leviathan growls, his hand moving from your neck to your cheek. Getting into your face, he demanded you open your mouth. Practically forcing it open with his hand, he spits right onto your tongue. “Swallow." He commands, and you obey, having no other choice but to follow these demons every command as you are tied up and helpless.

“Fuck their mouth, Levi,” Beelzebub said, putting a hand on your head, running his hand through your now messed-up hair.

“They would like that, wouldn't they? Are you so much of a whore that you will take cock from any person who will give it to you, hm? Do you want to drink my cum?" Levi asked condescendingly, with a confident smile that made you want to spit in his face. But right now, as Mammon was taking the cops off your legs, preparing to turn you around onto your stomach as his hands were sneaking handfuls of your ass, you did not care.

With your hands tied behind your back, you couldn't provide any support for yourself as your face was shoved against the pillows.

You heard Asmodeus moan, “Mm, what a delicious sight~! I can still see Satan's cum running down your leg, but I bet that that sweet little body of yours can hold more.” Mammon smiles at his colleagues and lets out a devilish laugh.

“That's the plan. Our sweet gift deserves everything they're given…”

“Spank that ass red," Satan adds. And Mammon is happy to oblige, as his big hand comes down on one of your cheeks hard and fast, a sharp smack fills the room, and it wasn't before long that another one comes down again on you. His big hands are filled with your ass as he spreads you open. He didn't have to prepare for his big size, as you were wet enough for him to slide in with one thrust; despite having Satan, you still stretched around him, letting out a shaky squeal.

Despite not wanting sloppy seconds from your mouth, Leviathan couldn't handle the way you looked right now as he began to unbutton his pants. He took off his belt, fastening it around your neck, using it as a leash and collar. He grabbed hold of the leather, lifting you prematurely before placing another pillow underneath your head. And another one underneath your chest, making sure you are comfortable before fully removing his pants and getting onto the bed.

“This is where you belong…This is your place…underneath beings that are far stronger than you. Being nothing but a fuck slave for demon cock!” Leviathan did not give you the same luxury as Belphegor when he waited for you to be ready; instead, Leviathan immediately began a brutal pace. Forcing you to take more and more of his cock with each thrust, pulling on his makeshift belt leash. All the while, he tugs on your hair. Desperately bucking his hips as much as he can.

Your whole body rocks back on Mammon's cock just to be bounced forward, getting choked by Leviathan's dick. The two demons kept up. The demon of greed behind you occasionally slams his hand down on your ass, making you squeal around Levi's cock. Mammon’s eyes roll back as he feels himself getting close. You're squeezing him home, milking his cock, and the slapping of his skin against yours was too much for him to take.

“You're so good; you feel so good! Doing such a great job for us! Take everything we give you! You deserve everything!"

Beelzebub opens another gift box, ripping open its ribbon to reveal a vibrator. He smiles as he turns it on; his hand snakes underneath to press it between your legs.

You squeal and squeeze around Levi's twitching cock and tighten around Memes as your legs shake from the vibrating pleasure and the cock relentlessly pounds into you. Another orgasm rips through you. Your moans alone were enough to make Leviathan cum down your throat while calling out your name. Levi pulls out a little too late. He's still cumming cock, jutting another pump on your face.

“You're so beautiful, like this…." You think you heard Leviathan say, "You are too cum drunk to even think.

With Levi now gone and Beel pulling the toy away from you for a moment, Mammon flips you onto your back. Putting your legs over his shoulders, jackhammering down inside you to chase his orgasm, your whole body shook and squirmed as you whimpered broken sentences that were only chuckled and awed at. The huge man above you slammed his hips one more time before stilling, filling you up more with his cum. He let his cock stay deep inside till he was finished before slowly pulling out. Even with how deep he was fucking you, his cum still spilled out of your hole.

Beelzebub licked his lips, watching Mammon off you. “Finally, let me taste you…”

"I've had enough watching..." You didn't even realize Lucifer had approached the bed until you felt him pull you into his lap. “Are you still here, Child of Adam? Surely, this isn't all you can take.” This cock sat between your legs. You unconsciously ground your hips down onto him as he helped you guide him inside. Beelzebub finally climbs onto the mattress, leaning his head forward until his tongue touches your collarbone. Beel turns on the vibrator once again, pressing it between your legs.

“Don't worry about moving. Just sit there and take it," Lucifer murmured, his sharp teeth nipping at your earlobe as he got a good handful on your hips and started to move and grind your body against him. Your walls squeezed and milked him as much as you could, all that delicious cum from the other kings drooling down his cock onto his balls. For a little while, Beelzebub playfully fiddled with the ribbons that stretched all across your body while he licked, sucked, and bit wherever he could fit his mouth.

You felt his tongue glide across your chest, giving extra special attention to your nipple. You watch Beelzebub's cock bob in front of you, your arms struggling against the ribbon bindings, aching to touch.

“Show me those delicious tears again, child of Adam. You cried for Belphegor…Why don't you cry for me too?” Lucifer purred, dipping his head to the nape of your neck before sinking his teeth.

“The best way to make them cry is to make sure they're nice and overwhelmed with pleasure," Beelzebub smirks, turning up the setting. You throw your head back. “B-Beel! P-please! T-too-too much! So sensitive!”

“You scream his name but not mine…I'll have to train your throat again later,” Leviathan growled.

Beel applied more pressure on the toy as he went for your neck. His tongue strips across the sensitive flesh before sucking. All the while, Lucifer sucks and nibbles at some more parts of the other side, his cock sliding deliciously against a sensitive spot inside you.

“Oh God! Oh fuck!" Your whole body shakes as you cum again.

“There is no God here…” Beelzebub grins as the other kings approach closer toward you, laughing coldly.

“No one can save you now! You're going to stay here and take cock for the rest of your pitiful human life.” Asmodeus purrs, stroking his cock with the other Kings slowly stroking. All you can hear is their wet cocks as they prepare themselves for another round with you.

Asmodeus's smile turns into a dastardly smirk as he turns to the demon of gluttony, “Beelzebub, once Lucifer is done, let's both pick them up and stuff them at the same time. Beelzebub stopped biting at another part of your body to return Asmo’s toothy grin. “I like the way you think, you horny bastard…”

Beel gave you a quick kiss on your cheek before pulling away.

Lucifer, with the new room that Beel gave him, spun you around before you began to bounce on his lap. With only your shaky legs holding him as he grabbed at your hips to support you. Seeing your eyes swollen and tears dried on your face as well as your cock drunk and glazed look in your eye. Whatever restraint Lucifer had left snapped, bouncing you hard up and down on his lap. He wrapped an arm around your back, bracing himself with each thrust.

Seeing your ruined face, he knew he couldn't last. Lucifer wanted to wring out one more orgasm from you. This is heavy; balls slap up into you. His lips brush against your ear, his sinful words as he nips your earlobe.

“Do you know what you do to me… to us? All these devils are hard because of you. I am swollen because of you.” His tongue glides across your lip before kissing deeply, his tongue tasting yours in a messy, hot kiss that made you clench around him.

“You did this to us. You drive us crazy to the point where all we can think about is filling you with cock and cum. Your soft skin, your tears, and your cute little screams are addictive.”

“Are you going to cum, sweet child of man?”

"Are you going to squeeze me like you did the other devils? Is this sweet little hole of yours going to worship my cock?”

He rolled his hips, grinding through your orgasm as he came with you, crunching his teeth and silencing his moans into hisses. Even though he just came, it wasn't enough. It will never be enough.

Beelzebub stopped you from falling from Lucifer's lap. Grabbing your bound-up wrists before pulling you toward him, he picks you up in his arms as you instinctively wrap your legs around them as Modius comes up from behind, giving you extra support. "Upsy Daisy, don't want you passing out on us…”

“We should hurry. I don't think our precious present can hold on much longer." Asmodeus says, pressing his lips against your shoulder blade.

"Damn it! I wanted another turn!” Satan snarled.

“We have all of Valentine's Day to enjoy our gift." Mammon smiled, relaxing against the chair that Lucifer was sitting on. Enjoying the sight of Asmodeus and Beelzebub trying to fit their cocks inside you at the same time.

“Come on, sweetling. You can do it; I know you can.” Asmodeus whispered once Beelzebub was inside, he squeezed himself in. He not only felt the squeeze of your tight warm walls but also the delectable pleasure of another man's cock sliding against him. Asmodeus didn't even hide how good he felt when his eyes rolled back, and he moaned.

Beel’s mouth was wide open. If he didn't move right now, he was going to burst, so he slid against your velvet walls, making enough room for himself and the other devil.

Asmodeus kept up with Beelzebub, pressing kisses all over the back of your neck. His pathetic whimpers and whines made you clench around the both of them. You are doing so good taking them both. The other devils watching you were just as entranced as the two taking you. Never had they seen you so fucked out and cock drunk. You didn't even know what was happening, as all you did was press yourself against Beelzebub and take it. It was a beautiful sight. The tears are flowing from your cheeks, and drool is running down your face. With the ribbons binding your body, you have entirely given up, completely at their mercy, all of them.

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d34dlysinner · 2 months ago

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FINALLY A NIFLHEIM BACKGROUND

#whb #what in hell is bad #what in “hell” is bad?#whb thoughts #prettybusy what in “hell” is bad?#whb prettybusy #whb niflheim #whb belphegor #whb gusion #whb bathin #whb beleth #whb vassago #whb agares #whb andrealphus

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omkookie · 5 months ago

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{ SIN LV.3 } Introducing! Your shameless boy who jerks off while you clean his room. You punish Belphie for not helping you by lightly edging him! And you make him do all of the work himself, until you're satisfied and your lust mark feels so hot it makes you take over again.

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Smut, femdom, PIV, oral (on fem), sex toys, light edging, thigh fucking, handjobs, double penetration, Belphegor loves his "Missus" and does as she orders.

One hundred and eight.

One hundred and nine.

One hundred and ten.

You slowly counted the painful amount of doujinshi Belphegor had, all of it lying scattered around his room. Out of pity for Beleth, you offered to help him with cleaning his lazy king's quarters. A decision which you were slowly coming to regret… Oh boy, What a mess it was.

Lewd comics were scattered all around. Empty drink cans piled into a mountain in the corner, and Belphegor had left his used fleshlight lying on top of his nightstand. Speaking of Bephegor– That degenerate was currently sitting on his bed, leaning against some pillows as he shamelessly jerked off behind you.

Fap, fap, fap, fap.

You could hear the wet squelches of his cock as it thrust into yet another fleshlight. He didn't give a single fuck about the fact that he was jerking off with you in the room– hell, he'd even do it Infront of his subordinates if they were here, often getting on Gusion's nerves.

“Ar’ you done yet?” Belphegor calls out to you, asking if you're ready while keeping a watchful eye on your figure. You finally got to wiping his desk clean, and there was no more trash or doujinshi scattered across his room.

“Yes, I'm done,” You sighed in reply, tossing the cleaning rag into a bucket of housekeeping supplies.

Turning around, you notice that he's moved to the edge of the bed, his fleshlight lying discarded somewhere to the side.

“Y’ comin' here then missus?” he asks, gesturing towards his lap. His cock twitched as he posed the question, his gray irises looking at you as intently as ever. He sat there, kimono loosely hanging off of his shoulders as he waited for you to come to him.

“You're not cute. I had to clean your whole room myself, Belphegor.” You told him off as you walked up to him. Despite wanting to, you find yourself unable to deny him because of the lust mark on your abdomen. Heat pooled up in your belly, setting your whole body aflame upon the sight of him looking so…lewd.

“But yer not really mad at me?” Belphegor imposes the question, tilting his head cutely at you while you straddle him. His hands slid up your hips, fondling your soft curves and rubbing them as his cock prodded your thigh.

“You're right. I'm not mad at you, but next time you should help.” Speaking softly, you ended it by grabbing his chin to pull his face towards yours for a kiss.

His lips mingled with yours, tasting, teasing and kissing. The two of you made out sweetly, Your mouths opening to explore one another's. Your tongue pressed against his, twisting and turning before you gently nipped at his lip. Belphegor made a small noise in pleasure. His hands slid down to your ass to grab it, massaging your buttocks as the two of you continued to engage in your steamy exchange.

“Put in that work, push it harder…” Belphegor murmured as you grind your hips down on his cock. His hands made quick work of tugging off your leggings and underwear. He easily pulled them off of your ankles, throwing them to the floor next to his bed.

“It's really hard for me, hm?” You can't help but comment as you rub yourself against his erect cock, “You've been a good boy and keeping your cock hard and ready for me, right? Belphie.”

“Always” he he hums in reply, letting out a small sigh as your pussy presses down against him.

His cock was so pretty, flushed, big, and hard. The piercings on it were your favorite accessories on him. His whole body was embedded with piercings, and they looked so damn good. He had that whole vibe going on which simply drew you in. Looking down at his pretty cock, your mind couldn't keep away from wandering. Maybe next time, you'll buy him some piercings for his cock as a gift?~ you'll love to see him have them on the next time you fuck.

Reaching up, you pushed two fingers into Belphegor's mouth, which he willingly accepted. His lips eagerly suck on your fingers, and he finds himself rolling his tongue around them while you continue to grind against him.

“Wait for a minute.” Your pretty lips said before pausing, You got off of him and reached towards his nightstand to grab his bottle of lube. Getting back on top of him, You drip some of the lube onto his cock, coating it in a decent amount before you close the bottle again.

“...Mmm… that feels nice” He hums in approval, leaning back against the cushions comfortably.

“Ya look so pretty… starin’ down at me like that, missus” he complimented you.

“You're the one who looks pretty” You fired his compliment back at him, pulling him in for another heated kiss. Belphegor smiled into the kiss, his hands raking up your thighs to feel your soft skin. “Ya talk too much” he grumbles, chuckling as you squeeze his shoulders, holding onto him while you continue to rub yourself against his cock.

“Do you think you deserve to be in this pussy?- after you watched me clean your whole room and didn't help me?” Wanting to tease him a bit more, you ran your hands over his pecs while sweetly antagonizing him.

Belphegor suddenly looked like an annoyed cat as his face somewhat fell.

“Tch.” He clicks his tongue, “You're goin' to make me work for it” He grumbled as he sat up, pushing you onto the bed before getting up behind you. He got you on all fours, and you wriggled slightly as he held your thighs together. Stroking your hips, he slowly slid his lubricated cock between your plush thighs. The head nudged your clit, making you bite your lip as a pleasant shudder coursed through you.

“Pretty boy, you're going to fuck my thighs now but you only get to cum when I allow you to.” You state in advance, making your rule for today clear to him.

“Fine.” He grumbles, already grumpy that he has to put in all the work himself- even more crankily now that he's not allowed to cum without your permission.

As his cock slips forward again, you stroke the tip with your hand. Running your fingers teasingly over the bulbous head, you gave it a small tug before he pulled his hips back.

“Mmm… Yeah. ‘at feels good” Belphegor sighs, lazily thrusting his cock between your soft thighs. He slowly pushed forth his hips, letting you run your thumb over the mushrooms-lile tip of his cock before he pulled it back again.

“Such a good boy for me~” You coo at him, continuing to rub his pretty and flushed tip while his fingers clutch your waist.

‘Well that's not good’ Belphegor thinks to himself, gritting his teeth as he tries not to cum. Your praise and consistent rubbing wasn't helping his case much, and he felt ready to bust a nut right now.

“I wanna cum” He whispers in your ear, his warm breath brushing against your earlobe. Continuing to stroke his cock, you dismissed him with a simple “Not yet.” without even considering it.

“Please” He tries to beg, his knees feeling weaker now that he feels so close to the edge. His cock's tip continued to nudge your clit as it slid between your pretty thighs and pussy.

“Not yet, Belphie.” You didn't allow him.

“‘m gonna cum if y’ keep teasin” he rasps out, struggling to contain himself as you so sweetly stimulate him. How could he not cum when your thighs had his cock nudged between them so perfectly?

“Oh. Not a problem. Get me my dildo” you stop stroking him. instead of continuing to please him, you're now ordering him to go fetch one of your toys.

“Y’ can't be serious” he grunts, clenching his teeth in frustration. You're being mean on purpose. You were going to be mean and deny him all night long probably! Nonetheless, he lets go of your waist and goes to fetch one of your toys from a drawer.

He brings back one of your favorite silicone dildos, Giving you his usual resting bitch face as he hands it to you, “Here.”

But you push it back towards him, “Get it wet for me, Belphegor.” You order him while bringing your dildo up to his lips, nudging the tip of it against them. Again, he obeyed and did as you said. His lips parted, and he let you push the toy into his mouth.

“Get it all nice and wet” You coo as you grin at him. He quietly sat back onto the bed as you began to slowly thrust your dildo into his mouth. Pushing it in, you watch as his lips form a perfect “O” shape around the silicone. A small bit of drool slipped down his chin, but you didn’t mind the mess he was making as he sloppily sucked on your toy cock.

“That’s a good boy…” praising him, you pushed the toy further into his mouth until he visibly gagged, his eyes getting teary.

“Guh…glug….guh..”

Belphegor choked on your dildo as it slightly bulged in his throat. You continued to roughly fuck his throat. His jaw was beginning to ache. Still, he didn’t do anything to stop you as you continued to abuse his mouth. He looked so fucking hot! The lust mark on your abdomen was beginning to burn with desire. That familiar need which you couldn't resist was rising in your abdomen, and your pussy was getting wetter by the second as you watched Belphegor sloppily suck on your toy.

Your fingers reach down to feel your wetness, your pussy coating your fingers in slick juices as soon as they make contact with your entrance. You were soaked.

“I think it’s wet enough now”

Whispering to yourself, you pulled your dildo out of Belphegor’s mouth. And got comfortable on his bed. you leaned against his soft cushions before spreading your legs in front of him as he heaved for air. He panted, almost like a dog as he heaved for breath after you had all of your dildo shoved down his throat.

“Come here, Belphie.”

He turns towards you, gulping down his saliva as his eyes fixate on your wet pussy.

“Here”

You hand him your dildo, expecting him to know what to do without having to elaborate further. After all, All of the nights you've spent together must have taught him what to do.

He looked down at your pussy again before taking the dildo into his hand, sitting down on his knees in front of you so that he could get a perfect view of your exposed parts.

Belphegor brought the dildo to your vulva, slowly rubbing the dildo against it and lubricating it further with your juices. He nudged the tip against your entrance, teasing your wet hole with it until he finally slid it in. Inch by inch, it slowly sank into your warm pussy.

“Don’t just push it in, I also want to feel your tongue” Reaching forward, you pushed his head down against your pussy, and Belphegor eagerly lapped at your clit.

He thrust the dildo inside of you, continuing to pump it in and out even as his tongue rubbed and circled your little bundle of nerves.

“Mmm… Just like that” You purred as you melted against the cushion underneath you. Your fingers tangle into his dark hair, and you grip it firmly as he gives you head.

Squelch…Squelch…Squelch.

Wet noises filled the room while Belphegor fucked you with your dildo and teasingly licked your clitoris. Your whole body was tingling as the warmth from his tongue made your lower half burn pleasantly. You got to feel all of the toy pump in and out of you, pressing against all of the spots that made your vision go blank, And the knot in your abdomen was rapidly tightening.

Your body shuddered as Belphegor sucked on your clit, And he looked up to take a glance at your beautiful flushed face. You looked close to orgasm, so he sped up the pace at which he as fucking your dildo into you.

“So pretty ‘n sweet’ f’ me”

Belphegor mumbles against your core, his eyes glazing over with desire and need as he focuses his attention solely on pleasing you. His dick ached uncontrollably, the neglected tip leaking precum as he ate you out. While you were busy grinding your pussy up against his face, He wanted to replace your dildo with his own cock. Hell, he'd even shove his cock right next to your dildo. Point was, he wanted to fuck you so bad, his hard dick was hurting. Yet, here you were still bossing him around, while looking unbothered by how hard he was as you made him fuck that silly toy into you.

“Don’t look so frustrated, Belphie.” You purred sweetly, looking down at him as you continued getting your pussy fucked. “Maybe your turn will come later?” You said out loud, making your words sound more like a question than a promise to him.

“Sayin’ “Maybe” Isn’t convincin’.” Belphegor huffs out, “Maybe you’ll change your mind later ‘n leave me all pent up ‘n frustrated.” He points out, looking a bit grumpy.

“Maybe.” You teased, “We’ll see what happens. You will be good for now, alright?”

“ Ight…” He relents, And there you go again, managing to pacify him despite his sexual frustration.

One, two, three, he’s managed to get you to three orgasms so far, and he’s working you up to your fourth. Your orgasms equaled the same amount of hours you spent cleaning his messy room.

So, to say that he’s pent up now is an understatement. He’s starting to even doubt that he’ll get to cum from you, and not his dumb fleshlight later.

It’s about 11 pm now, and you switched the lights to his room on long time ago.

“That’s enough…” You tell him quietly, feeling your legs grow a bit jelly-like after everything. “Y’ don’ look like you’re satisfied with me yet” Belphegor points out loud, voicing his thoughts clearly.

“Of course I’m not satisfied yet. I have a lot more planned for you.”

Uh-oh.

Usually when you said that you would pull a wild card on him. Considering how things were going all night, he’s sure you’re gonna make him do even more work now.

“What do ya have planned?”

“Stand up, and give me the lube again.”

He does as he's told quietly, his keen eyes watching as you took the bottle then stroked his aching cock.

‘Dammit.’ He grits his teeth, body stiffening as he curses quietly. His dick was too sensitive after all of your neglect to be touched like that all at once. You dripped the cool lube onto the tip, and jerked him off. Pumping the base of his cock faster, and squeezing the tip slower. If he didn’t bust a nut in an embarrassing amount of seconds right now then he’ll praise himself plenty for it later.

His train of thoughts pauses when he notices you're positioning the tip of his cock right at your entrance, next to the dildo. You urge Belphegor to slowly push himself into you after you lubed up and stroked his hard dick.

“Fuck…” You mumble slowly, inhaling as Belphegor’s cock stretches your pussy even further. Having one big cock in you was a lot- but two? If your pussy wasn’t drenched already then she was completely DROWNING right now. The size queen in you literally screamed in delight at the feeling of two cocks inside of you- It didn’t matter if the second one was a toy.

“...shit” Belphegor rasps as he completely bottoms out inside of your pussy. It was so warm, and his cock was getting the cum squeezed out of it with every inch which he pushed into you.

“Wanna know what will make this even better?” You suddenly piped up, asking him cheekily as you grinned to yourself.

“What?” He asks, his eyes focussing on where your hand was reaching down to fiddle with the bottom of the dildo.

“Vrrrrrrrrrr……”

A vibrating sensation made his cock pulse almost as quickly as the noises filled the room.

“Shit… y’ didn’t tell me it was a vibratin’ one” Belphegor groans, slowly pulling out of you before slamming right back in. He continues gripping your hips and pulling you back into him as he thrust forward. His pace was getting sloppy and he was beginning to lose rhythm.

“Don’t cum yet. You’re not allowed to.” You reminded him, noting the usual patterns of his behavior before he cums.

You wanted to tease him more- torment him for a bit longer since you were enjoying yourself so much. The lust mark on your abdomen egged you on, and your stamina wouldn’t die down as fast as a regular person’s would.

Your new plan is thaat you were going to let him cum- remind him he wasn’t allowed to, but not do anything to stop him from doing it. After he disobeyes your orders you would have to punish him! A perfect idea which turns you on so much.

Belphegor kept thrusting inside of you- disregarding your reminder of your earlier order, until he finally came inside of you, filling up your cock-stuffed pussy with his cum. His dick felt so sensitive after that, and the feeling of having it inside of your gummy walls together with the vibrating dildo was too much. He slowly pulled out of you right after he ejaculated.

He flopped onto the bed next to you. His chest heaved, and he panted for air as his hair stuck to his sweaty forehead. That was hot- too hot even.

His brain was too fogged up, and he was still relishing as he laid down- the post nut clarity nowhere to be seen yet. He didn’t feel it too much when you grabbed his chest, squishing his pecs under your palms, and flicking his hardened nipples. Belphegor finally regains some of his clarity when he feels your tongue lap at his chest- wet and hot. He bit back a low moan that would escape him, and his face flushed into a deep red.

“Hey… I’m still sensitive” He grumbles out. Your pretty boy quivered as you squished his chest, and licked his nipples. You had an awful amount of energy tonight, and he didn’t know how you were starting to match his demon stamina. But, It all made sense when he glanced down at your body and noticed the shining mark on your abdomen, placed right above your hip.

‘Asmodeus..’ He thought to himself, mentally cursing out the king of lust, yet thanking him for your increase of stamina at the same time.

Belphegor wasn’t too concerned about you getting on top of him, sliding his cock back into you again. This time you got into the cowgirl position, and he would sure as hell enjoy being your power bottom while you’re riding him.

“Oh, Clean this up for me Belphie”

Pushing the tip of your dildo against his lips again, he stared at the used object with some disdain as you were making him suck on it for the second time tonight. At least this time it smelled like you, and your slick juices on it still glistened as he licked the base, rolling his tongue around it before you pushed it further into his mouth.

“Mmm…mm” Belphegor moaned, the stifled sound slipping out muffled as you made him suck on your dildo.

He’d be damned to admit it, but having you ride him while he licked your juices clean off of the toy HE fucked you with was making him feel hot all-over again. Something about your more dominant side turned him on immensely, and he’d fuck his dick a hundred times more into you tonight- even if it was together with your toy again.

Maybe he should be grateful Asmodeus put a lust mark on you and made you such a nymph after all…

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hes-sunshine-im-midnight-rain · 11 months ago

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livelaughlovesubs · 9 months ago

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~ dawg Belphegor is wearing an anime girl shirt

Yea he is, he’s an otaku

Trigger warning for sadistic stuff

A pathetic otaku who we should totally bully, wanna grip his hair and stick it into a toilet while fucking him and make him puke ☺️ he should totally choke on the water while cumming on the floor

#nini!rant #ray #what in hell is bad #whb #sub character #sub!character #dom reader #dom!reader #whb belphegor #belphegor whb

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wihellib · 7 months ago

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The Phones of the 7 Demon Kings

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pinkgy · 6 months ago

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hii! if you’re taking requests may i request the kings reaction (+ bael & bimet if its okay) reaction to mc in her sleep pulling them into her grasp and face planting them in her boobs (i think it would be funny like they were just checking on mc and get pulled in😭)

Hi ! Thank you so much for requesting !!

Ahh I love this scenario! And the character choice is 🤌🤌🤌

I had no idea if this request was meant to be smut, fluff, angst, or crack, so I mixed all of them, I hope it's okay, and soooo sorry for the delay :(

"𝙄 𝘾𝙊𝙐𝙇𝘿 𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙔 𝙃𝙀𝙍𝙀 𝙁𝙊𝙍𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙍"

CW: Reader has boobs but I tried my best to not specify the size, Belphegor's is a bit shorter because let's be real he would fall asleep the moment he touches a bed, Bael's is also shorter because my draft of him got deleted 4 times, somnophilia and by defect Dubcon in Beelzebub's, Satan's got emotional somehow, the only one who actually got a bit smutty was Beel's, the rest (some of them) are just suggestive, kinda OOC Leviathan (?) it's hard to write fluff for someone as dense as him.

𝙎𝘼𝙏𝘼𝙉

Satan loved sleeping with you. Both hands weren't enough to count the reasons why. The main one had to be that when he was lying in your arms (or you were lying on his, depending on his mood), he felt like nothing could go wrong. He felt all his worries disappear, and just that small moment between him and you was simply perfect.

One day, while walking out of a meeting, he felt as if he hadn't seen you for a while, so he made his way to your room. Once there, he found you peacefully sleeping—how cute!

BUT, what if you weren't sleeping? What if you passed out? Maybe an angel attacked you and set up your body so it would seem like you were just asleep, or what if Gabriel kidnapped you and set up a lookalike of you or a doll that looks like you to confuse those who walked into your room.

Overthinking took over Satan so he rushed to your bed to check on you, and once he got in your bed and got close to you he suddenly felt your arms wrapping around his neck and pushing his face.

He just remained there, dumbfounded, still processing what just happened, sure he knew you were quite naughty, but so naughty to a point where your sleeping self yearned for him? That was a surprise, a very satisfactory surprise.

Satan lay down with you and hugged you tightly without caring much if he woke you up or not if you had put him in such a suggestive situation it was because you wanted “Something more” But once he felt both your bodies cuddling, your soft hands tangled in his hair, your arms hugging his face endearingly and the comfortable warmth surrounding his face coming from your soft chest, Satan wanted to stay here forever, fuck the angels and fuck the war, this was all he needed in his life.

He felt Gabriel’s brand on your chest pressing against his forehead, it was mocking him, reminding him that he could take you away from him at any moment if that were to happen, Satan had no idea how could he move on, that’s why he treasured moments like this so much, he’s confident about his power and his abilities at protecting you, but one part of him was genuinely scared about the future.

He just wishes time froze and this moment could last forever.

𝙈𝘼𝙈𝙈𝙊𝙉

Satan arranged a super urgent meeting between the two kings that he described as a “Life or death type of urgency”, but that was the secondary reason he went to Gehenna that day, the main one was to visit you, and since the king of that land refused to let anyone kidnap you, Mammon had to settle for sporadic visits until he had a defined plan to steal you away from Satan.

Once his meeting was over, he went straight to your room, at first he knocked, but once he received no response he just entered, once inside he saw your little body wrapped in the sheets, he began to walk slowly trying to make as little noise as possible so as not to wake you up, and as soon as he was close to you he brought his face closer to yours to observe you more closely, Mammon thought you couldn't look any cuter until he saw you right now.

He may have let his guard down a little too much, because suddenly one of your hands grabbed his horn and the other grabbed his head, and somehow, you planted his head between your breasts.

He stands proud as an ass guy, but who is he to complain, and if it’s your will to keep him in your arms while you sleep, or more specifically, in your chest, then he must obey his master, so as carefully as possible, he places his heavy body beside yours and places his hands directly on his target, your ass.

He would’ve loved to have let his hands explore your body more, in fact, if he wanted to, he would have done it, but Mammon does not dare to break into his master’s dream, your life in hell is stressful enough, that you deserve to rest, and he’s honored that you’re allowing him to be with you at this time, and as long as he’s here with you, no angel would success in trying to attack you.

Mammon hopes that neither of you wakes up to Satan shouting and attempting to murder him when he sees the scene of both of you sleeping together, however, any punch or kick that he may receive will be worth it as long as he continues to enjoy this moment between the two of you.

𝙇𝙀𝙑𝙄𝘼𝙏𝙃𝘼𝙉

He's not a huge fan of sleeping with you, or anyone, but as long as you weren't sharing a bed with somebody else, it was fine for him.

It was a peaceful noon at Hades, way too peaceful, unusually peaceful if he had to admit, something must be wrong, where are you by the way? Where were his nobles?

Casually, Leviathan happened to pass in front of your room, that moment, he stood there and he felt uneasy, it was too much of a coincidence that neither you nor his nobles were around, he opened your door with a bang and entered your room, he started looking desperately, he searched in every corner, opened every cabinet and even checked if Foras turned invisible and hid somewhere.

Then he noticed your sleeping self that by miracle didn’t wake up by the bang of your door and the amount of noise he made while rummaging around your room, that’s when he remembered, he hadn’t checked your bed to see if there was anyone’s unpleasant presence.

That's when it happened, when Leviathan got close to you to lift the bedsheets off your body, in an instant and taking him off guard, you grabbed his head with your arms and planted his face in your chest.

In the beginning Leviathan got mad, how you dare treat him with such rudeness, what’s wrong with you? But then he smelled you, no disgusting smell of any other nasty devil was on you aside from his, he sighed in relief, well, now that his job is done he must go, he had lots of things to do anyways and cuddle time with you wasn’t one of them.

Without caring much if you woke up or not he tried to pull away from you, tried, for a human you had a pretty strong grip he thought, and it didn’t help that your sleeping self gently kissed the top of his head as you snuggled up in his hair, that little act caused things in him, maybe Leviathan was completely unaccustomed to receiving this kind of gestures, so he felt quite weird, and if he was honest, maybe even a little bit good.

Hesitantly, Leviathan got comfortable in your bed and awkwardly held your body between his arms, if he stayed with you right now none of his nobles would dare to enter your room, yeah, that was the reason why he was in your room right now, with both your bodies curled in the bed, his face buried in the pillowy surface of your chest and your hearts beating in unison.

How long has it been since he’s been so at ease in his life? Probably never, and for the first time in god knows how many years, he fell asleep out of the comfort of his coffin, but in a newfound comfort, you.

𝘽𝙀𝙀𝙇𝙕𝙀𝘽𝙐𝘽

Beelzebub has been away for some weeks now, and the first thing he wanted to do was to spend time with you, in fact, he only returned because of that, but to his surprise, when he broke into your room in Gehenna from the window, you were passed out in your bed, how cute.

He not so carefully sat at the side of the bed you were facing and stared at you for minutes, you really looked cute when you were asleep, he swears he just wanted to get a little sniff of your natural scent, but with a tight grip around his neck that for a second caught him off-guard you pulled him to the bed with you, or more specifically, to his favorite place on hell right after between your legs, your chest.

Could he easily get away from your embrace? Yes. Was he going to try? Nah.

Beelzebub would die a happy man suffocated in your chest, and also, this was a great way to get away from Bael, he wasn’t going to enter your room without your permission, right? And also, a little nap with you doesn’t sound bad, who knows what can happen once you wake up, or when you're still in your sleep.

And that's how he ended up getting comfortable beside you, with his head still face planted between your boobs, his legs tangled with yours and a firm thigh pressing against your crotch.

Bold of you to assume Beelzebub isn’t going to try to get his hands on you, in those weeks without you he couldn’t get you out of his head, so as soon as he gets settled in your bed, he takes a deep sniff of your delicious skin and slips his hands under your shorts and places them on your butt gripping it roughly and almost waking you up, almost.

Because once he saw that you were still asleep, he left his hands to wander under your shorts, and before you could do something about it you woke up to Beelzebub with two fingers buried deep inside you and your whole chest covered in hickeys and bite marks, and most importantly, Beel’s mouth vigorously sucking on your sore nipples.

A long night awaits you because he’s not getting out of your bed until he gets a taste of you, or until Satan realizes that he broke in.

𝙇𝙐𝘾𝙄𝙁𝙀𝙍

He would rather die than admit it, but Lucifer had a habit of watching you sleep. He would wait for you to fall asleep every night to sneak into your room just to observe you, sometimes he would bring a chair closer to your bed to be more comfortable, and other times he would cover you more with the sheets when he noticed you’re cold, or he would carefully remove some strands of hair from your face, and in some occasions when you’re in a particularly deep sleep, he would sit on the side of your bed to feel you closer to him, situation in which he was in right now.

You were like a beautiful artwork to him, he could gaze at your human self for hours in pure admiration, it didn’t matter if you were in Paradise Lost or in another kingdom of hell, when he had time, he would indulge in this embarrassing habit of him.

You were in such a deep sleep that he felt that if tried to give you a small kiss you wouldn’t wake up at all, but the moment his face approached yours, an unexpected strength that for a second he doubted was yours grabbed his head tightly and smashed it against your warm chest.

Never in his millions of years of age had he been so caught off guard as he is now.

What was he even supposed to do now? Were you asleep? Did you discover him? Lucifer was blank, after a few seconds he realized that your impulsive action was possibly due to an instinct, surely even in your dreams you can recognize him and that’s why you brought him closer to you, which in short means that you want him close to you.

Once his thoughts were organized, careful not to hurt you with his pointed horn, Lucifer lay down on your bed as close to you as possible, in this position he could feel your heart beating more closely, and the fluffy surface of your chest cushioned his face in a comfortable position.

He had to restrain himself from biting your chest or trying to put his hands on your private areas, eventually when he managed to fall asleep he put those thoughts aside, he preferred to be with you in a more personal moment right now, when you both woke up he would have plenty of time to enjoy you in every possible way.

Extra: Gamigin found you two when he was looking for Lucifer, he took a photo for future blackmail material.

𝘽𝙀𝙇𝙋𝙃𝙀𝙂𝙊𝙍

Well, since he's already here, he might as well just sleep with you, what a hassle would it be to go back to his room.

He loves it when things go in his favor, he came to do his great deed of the day by checking on you since it had been a while since he saw you for the last time, and whoops, he's now sleeping with you, what a casualty.

To his surprise, your sleeping self took the initiative and pulled him to the bed first, to the bed, and to somewhere else too, most specifically the best pillow he could ever wish for, your chest.

Belphegor said to himself that he must have been an amazing devil in his past life, because of how wonderful what was happening to him today.

He hates wasting time, so as soon as you planted his face in your boobs, he snuggled there and got comfortable in your bed hugging your body tightly against his.

He would have loved to savor this moment, but his sleepiness won the battle against his horniness, and he passed out, good luck trying to get out of his embrace.

𝘽𝘼𝙀𝙇

He swears he was just trying to cover your sleeping self with a blanket, you pulling him to the bed with you was most definitely not on his plans, not that he complained.

He tried to softly push himself away from you, not because he didn’t like the current scenario of you tightly hugging him, but because Bael thought that even tho you were the one that put him in this situation, you were asleep and weren’t conscious of your actions.

It was a fool's intent, because the moment Bael tried to take your arms and softly put them away from him, you hugged him from the back of his head and squished his face between your beasts.

He was fucked

He was so fucked

Bael had two options, push himself away from you and wake you up, or stay with you in your embrace, in the soft pillowy surface of your chest, surrounded by the aroma of your delicious smell, with your soft arms wrapped around him.

He concluded that he deserved a little rest, and what better chance than this one, cuddled up with you, snuggled up in your chest, what a great life he has, he just wishes that Beelzebub doesn't find him anytime soon.

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It was an easy task, you had a headache so Mammon insisted that you should take a nap, he was just supposed to check on you by orders of his king, the current situation he was in was far from the original plan, and turned his quick task into the worst internal debate he’s ever had.

Bimet couldn't even remember how he ended up with his face buried in your chest, for a second he even doubted if you were human because of how fast everything happened.

Should he separate himself from you? You are his king’s property so he would probably feel jealous about this, wait, didn’t Mammon also own him? Then there shouldn’t be a problem, right?

You felt extremely warm, but it was a comforting warmth and not a fever type of warmth, maybe this wasn’t so bad, and either way, you were the one who faceplanted his face between your boobs, so in case anyone complained he had an excuse, Bimet could say that you suddenly developed super strength one day and he couldn't escape from your grip, yeah, that was an amazing excuse, what a genius he is.

Now that his mental debate is over, he could enjoy this little (And convenient) moment with you, so he got comfortable and held your body in his arms.

Just thinking about how the amount of money other devis and even the kings would pay just to be in his place got Bimet all excited, but to their disappointment, he had you now, or you had him.

Bimet underestimated how comfortable he was because in a matter of minutes, he had fallen completely asleep in your arms.

Extra: Mammon did notice Bimet’s absence, and when he went to your room to check if he was here he saw both of you sleeping in each other's arms, Mammon just smiled and took a photo of you.

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