#BelphiexMc

[theslvttysimp]

●MC With PCOS or Hormonal Imbalance●

PART 2

Scenario: You are a MC with female anatomy who suffers from PCOS or a hormone imbalance. You have abnormal periods, painful cramps, and grow some facial hair. Here is how the brothers would respond!

As someone who has hypothyroidism, I feel us hormonally imbalanced people need to be represented! You are beautiful, strong, and worthy of love! If you ever need to vent about your hormonal struggles, I am all ears! Xoxo

TW: Period blood, blood on bed, weight gain, food restriction, diets, facial hair on femine face, cysts.

BelphieXmc, SatanXmc, LeviXmc, MammonXmc

BELPHIE

You were both taking a quick nap in his bed. You wake up first and to your suprise you bled on his bed and partially on his leg.

With your hormone imbalance, your period comes by suprise, not fitting a normal schedule. Sometimes you'll have it for a whole month, sometimes you won't have it for months at a time.

You frantically get up and get a cool damp rag, dabbing at the stain to get it out. You start silently crying to yourself out of frustration. Of course your period would come at the worst time ever!

Belphie flutters his eyes open. He doesn't notice the blood at first, but notices you looking distressed with tears in your eyes. " MC, what's wrong?" He sits up, sees the blood on his thigh and the stain on his bedsheets.

" I am so sorry Belphie! I am so so SO s-sorry!" You're even more frantic than before, trying so hard to get the stain out of his bed. " I- I got my period and I didn't know and-"

He grabs your wrists firmly, shocking you a little bit. " Hey, relax." You finally look up at him. His eyes are soft and he had a slight comforting smile on his face. " It's okay, I'm not mad."

Not caring at all that you have some blood in-between your legs, he pulls your wrists to pull you down on his bed to sit next to him. He wraps his arms around you and rests his head on your shoulder. He's rubbing one of your arms. " Take a deep breath and try again."

Once you gain your composure, you explain to him that you have imbalanced hormones and that your period comes without warning , not having a set schedule. You explain how mentally taxing and embarrassing it is for you.

He grabs your chin with his pointer finger and thumb, gently turns your head so you're face to face with him. He has a gentle look on his face, looking deep in to your eyes. He gives you a very soft, meaningful kiss on the lips. He then rests his forehead on yours.

" I am so sorry you have to go through that. If there is anything I can do to help, I will. I'm always here for you."

He helps you stand up and gets you changed, giving you a baggy pair of shorts. Unconcerned with the stain on his pants, he takes off his pants and tosses them in his hamper. He takes off his sheets and chucks them along with his shorts.

You both run to a nearby pharmacy and he buys you pads and tampons, along with some of your favorite snacks and apsrin ( safe for human consumption, of course. No devil asprin for you!). He's holding your hand the whole time, giving you random pecks on the cheek.

Spends the rest of the day snuggled up on you watching TV

Always has pads on in his room for you just in case you get your period unexpectedly again.

Will always check if you have a stain on the back of your pants if you ask him to check. He makes you feel so safe and so loved.

Understanding your cramps can be painful, hell pull you on his lap and gentle rub where it hurts for you. He wants you to be comfortable at all times.

Satan

You and Satan are at a library with each other. You wondered off a while ago and did your own thing, wandering through the library.

Satan wanted to show you a cool book he found about potions, so he went to go look for you. He finds you leaning on one of the shelves reading a weight loss book from down the asile. He's too far away for you to notice him, but he sees you, and he ain't happy. He instantly got this vague heat of anger rush to his head. Did someone make fun of you? Did someone make you feel insecure? He could rip this whole aisle apart right now if he wanted to just by the thought of someone calling you fat.

He takes one deep breath to calm himself down and finally walks over to you. You notice him, slap the book shut and shove it back on the shelf. " Hey Satan!" You say, hoping he didn't notice the book that was in your hand.

"MC, why were you reading that? Did someone say something to you?" He said in a concerned, slightly angry tone.

You insantly start to blush. You stay quiet for a little bit before saying, " N-no..... I noticed I gained a little weight recently, so I was just trying to look for some tips to lose a few pounds." You then explain that you have PCOS which makes it hard to lose weight but easy to gain. Talking about the subject makes you feel irritated and embarrassed. You avoid his gaze and stare at the carpeted floor.

Satan's anger melts away, but he feels his heart breaking seeing you so upset. He grabs your arms and pulls you in to a hug. He rests his hand on the back of your head and puts his lips to your ear, he whispers, " My darling, words will never be able to describe the beauty that you hold. You are utterly breathtaking." His words oozing like warm honey in to your ears, instantly relaxing you.

" I'm sorry you've been struggling silently for so long. Thank you for telling me. I will always be here to aid you in anyway I can, my love." He gently grabs your chin to have you face to face with him. He puts a hand on the back of your neck and pulls you in to a gentle kiss. He pulls back , his emerald eyes seeing in to your soul.

" No matter what your size is, you will always be perfect in my eyes."

When you guys get home he instantly orders books discussing PCOS and the human anatomy. He wants to be able to help you anyway he can.

When you have a cyst flairup, hell hold you and gently rock you to bring comfort. He is so gentle with his touches. He'll read you a story to distract you from whatever pain you may be feeling.

Keeps a watchful eye on your eating habits, he doesn't want you to restrict yourself from eating. He knows humans need food and he doesn't want you stressing over your physical looks.

If he sees a magazine with a diet fad article, he'll angrily rip it out and throw it in trash. He wants to make sure that if you just so happen to come across the magazine, he doesn't want you to be tempted by stupid diet fads.

Always loves up on your tummy, sides, and thighs. Hes in heaven! You're so warm and soft, he can't get enough!

Levi

You and Levi are gaming in his room, when a sudden sharp pain stabs you in your ovary. " Uh fuck!" You shout, dropping the controller and gripping your pelvis.

Levi yelps and pauses the game, he drops his controller and looks at you with panicked eyes. " M-Mc? A-are you alright?!" His voice is nervous . " w- what happened?! Are you hurt?!"

You nod your head " yeah, I just got a pain in my ovary...." You are beyond embarrassed. You're used to a uterine cyst bursting sometimes. It's nothing that needs urgent medical attention, but enough to cause you noticeable pain.

" I- I need to lay down." You lay on your side, facing away from him in a fetal position holding your stomach. From your position on the floor you explain to him how you have PCOS, and sometimes cysts can rupture. Though this rupture thankfully wasn't too bad, some can cause great medical complications. You explain that having PCOS makes you feel ugly and defeated. Embarrassed, you put your face in your hands while on the floor, you feel the water works coming, but you swallow them back. All Levi can hear are sniffles muffled behind your palms.

Levi was sitting right next to you the whole time, listening intently. Once he hears your sniffles he jumps up a but " H-hey! Don't cry MC!" He lays down next to you behind your back spooning you, running his fingers on your upper back to soothe you.

Blushing, he speaks quietly in to your ear. " Y-ya know... even if you think you're not pretty..... I think you're beautiful."

You grow a soft smile, you knew he was probably nervous to tell you that. You turn to be face to face with him, slightly wincing from the pain in your pelvis.

This man is bright as a tomato. " Y-you know I'm always here for you. If I could take away your pain... I would. I would go through the pain just so you w-wouldnt any day."

You smile, you grab his cheek and rub it with your thumb. " Thank you, Levi. That means a lot to me."

Being a blushing mess, he swallows the lump in his throat and gives you a kiss. Embracing him, you wrap your arm around his neck. When you pull away you rest your head on his chest, both of you looking uo at the ceiling.

" I meant what I said before, MC..... I really find you b-beautiful.... If I can help in anyway, I will..."

He orders different types of human medicine such as ibuprofen and apsrin in case you have a flair up again and need help with the pain.

Hell sit in his bathtub with you, cradling you like a baby to make sure you get sleep when you have a flair up.

Gets a Ruri-Chan reusable heat compress for when you have pelvic cramps, just for you.

He found an anime called "That One Time My Girlfriend Had A Uterine Ovary Burst And Lost My Hamster While Looking For Advil" to educate himself on PCOS.

Never stopped simping for you. In fact, he simps for you HARDER now. His MC-Chan is so strong and brave for fighting through their PCOS. Is there anything this normie can't do? You're so badass, and sexy on top of it?!

Mammon

Mammon was loitering in your room like usual, when he got curious and saw a wax warmer in your room. " Oi! What's this thing? What's that stuff inside? Might be worth something, ya know." He picks it up to inspect it.

You immediately start to blush and yank it from his hands. " It's nothing!" You were embarrassed at the fact that you had to wax so often and you totally forgot to put the warmer away. You shove the cold wax warmer in your closet and close the door shut. You might have closed it a little too hard, causing Mammon to jump a little.

" Hey, what's ya problem, human? What's so special 'bout that machine anyway? What is it?"

Defensively, you say , " It's a wax warmer! Nothing to stress about!"

" A wax warmer? What, like to wax ya eyebrows or somethin'? That ain't no big deal!"

You sigh and flop on your bed. You explain that you have a hormone imbalance which causes you to grow some facial hair. You say how you don't feel pretty when the hair grows so you constantly wax it. You start to get teary eyes and turn you face away from him. It's a very sensitive topic for you, and you're so embarrassed you're discussing this with Mammon.

" Hey hey hey, don't cry on me!" Mammon scurries over and sits next to you. He has a hand on your shoulder. " I'm sorry for grabbin' it..... I didnt know..."

You says it's okay with a quiver in your voice. Mammon moves his hand that was on your shoulder to your back, pressing lightly. " Ya know.... if ya worried about me thinkin you're not pretty or somethin..... you're wrong. You're the prettiest damn thing I've seen in my life." He's blushing hard-core at this point.

He pulls you in and hugs you on your bed. " I could be the brokest demon alive, but as long as I got ya by my side, I don't even care. No amount of grimm would take me away from ya." He kisses the top of your head and rubs your back.

" I don't want ya thinking you're not pretty. The Great Mammon promises no matter how ya look, I will always want ya."

With your tears gone, you smile and look uo at him. " D'awwww, don't look at me like that! Ya got me blushin' over here." Mammon says, averting his eyes.

You giggle and grab his chin and pull him in to a kiss. Even though he's red as a tomato, he wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you in closer.

For now on Mammon doesn't touch stuff in your room without permission. He dossnt want you getting upset ever again!

If you have noticeable stubble, he doesn't even bat an eye. He still finds you so delicious that he could pounce on you at any moment.

He stole you the newest type of wax warmer. Mammon wants you living lavish in all aspects.

Allowed you to convince him to wax his armpit. NEVER AGAIN.

On days you're feeling extra self-conscious, hell shower you in kisses all over your face, kissing every inch of that beautiful face of yours!

" Ya can't just wax one armpit! Now ya gotta do the other one or I'm gonna be uneven! Hurry up and get it over with!"

[saatorubby]

belphie: This is a mistake

Mc, enthusiastically: A mistake we're going to laugh about one day!

belphie: but not today

Mc, still enthusiastic: Oh, no. Today's going to be a mess

[jessyishigh]

The brothers trying to make slime with MC your welcome UwU

Lucifer;

•Tf did you drag him into

•He really hates the feeling

•"Why was I interrupted to- touch such a monstrousty?!"

•I swear to god if you and Satan pull a prank on him with slime-

•Will FREAK OUT if his gloves or any other clothing material of his gets slime on them

•"ADD GLITTER AND I WILL END YOU MC"

•Showers for god know how long after he touches it

Mammon;

•atfirst, he's- hesitant

•"why-why does it feel like that..?"

•But after awhile, the man will LOVE it

•will not admit for the life of him

•"this stuff is disgustin!"

• Quickly stuffs the slime in a bag and pockets it-

• he would NEVER add glitter in it either

Levi;

•"what a normie thing!"

•probably wouldn't even look at it unless you BEG him too

•gotta Admit, he thinks it's as satisfying as hell

•loves to pop ze bubbles

•"I-I do not like it! That much..."

•Slime ASMR is his new search history

•"glitter?! I-i guess a little bit won't hurt..."

Satan;

•"You, and reading are my only priorities right now. So, why the FUCK not?!"

•Wait- Lucifer hates slime pranks...?

•Satan would love making slime with you! Expect when he gets his hair in it...

•"Can we make it GEEN?"

•*Reads a book while he carelessly mixes the slime with his feet-*

•Lucifer hates glitter..? *grabs three bottles worth* give it the old' razzle dazzle

Asmo;

•"oooo! Slime? I wanna try it!"

•He hates mixing it- the glue could get his bootiful hands wrinkly!

•he's obssessed With just playing with it

•"Oo! MC, darling, will his give me wrinkles if I play with it too much..?"

•He, just like Levi, LOVES the ASMR. It "helps his skin too smooth when he gets mad"

•Asmo will always out his hair up in a styleish bun, because his hair and slime do not mix

•You can add glitter? MC IF YOU AND I DONT PAZZAZILE THIS BITCH UP I SWEAR-

Beel;

•"Slime? Sure! Is it edible..?"

•You HAD to litterly hold him back from guzzling the glue

•oRanGe..?

•*Trys to hide food in it so the other wouldn't find his food- or he'll stick Goldie in there, wich ever fits*

• glitter.. only off it's edible and purple/orange!

Belphie;

•"Sleep sounds like more fun."

•You have to DRAG his lazy ass outta bed so you two could make it

•all he did was pop the bubbles once it was made

•you went to the bathroom for three seconds, and you come back to Belphie sleeping ON the slime

•black and white

•Glitter=Death (again)

okie, that's it TwT. Thanks for reading, and plz plz plz gimm suggestions in the comments of what Scenario i Should do next!

[whileyoureinschoolidothisallday]

y’all put that many notes on that belphiexmc post and STILL no one’s drawn it!!!!!!!!!!

[fictiffelix]

MC, explaining how Satan and Lucifer bonded: So after we got sucked into Levi's game we all went to London to meet this witch, and then-

Belphie: Woah, how did all of this happen without me hearing about it

MC: I don't know dude, you seemed pretty busy plotting to kill me at the time :/

I think MC should be pettier about Belphie killing them. I get wanting to move past it but this is a once in a lifetime opportunity (badum tiss) and I think they should use it more

[kaalamarii]

Maybe It’s The Thought Of Not Being So Alone (BelphiexMC)

Gender neutral MC!

Warnings: Major spoilers if you haven’t gotten to chapter 16!!!! Fluff, angst, and smut. So many feels. Sad feelings, sorrow, grief, it’s all in here.

I think this is the longest fic I’ve ever written but I’m really proud of it.(also the longest title...who am I, Fall Out Boy) Also, the grammar might be off because for whatever reason I kept switching back and forward between past and present tense? 

Masterlist

Belphegor frowns as, one by one, all of his brothers find excuses to leave the room. He had just walked in, and saw them all sitting at the dining table, talking and joking around like normal. But once he came in, they all grew silent and awkward. He had asked them why they hadn’t gotten him for dinner, and Lucifer muttered something about how they figured he was asleep.

Belphie’s not surprised by this anymore. They’ve been this way for the last couple of weeks. But still, it hurts. Even Beel doesn’t seem to want to be around him these days.

He gets it in a way, he really does. He hurt the human. Still, he’s apologized to them several times, as well as his brothers, and he doesn’t really know what else to do. 

Now that he’s free, he just wants to be able to hang out with his brothers like he always used to before the exchange program. He wants to go to Hell’s Kitchen with Beel, pull pranks on Lucifer with Satan, play games with Levi until he falls asleep. But they aren’t interested anymore. They no longer treat him like a brother, but a stranger.

As much as he wishes he didn’t, he still finds himself resentful of the human, blaming them for the rift between him and his brothers. 

MC comes out of the kitchen, pausing for a moment when they see Belphie sitting at the dining room table alone. “Where’d everyone go?”

Belphie shrugs. “They all had things to do, I guess.”

“Ah,” MC says with a nod. They too have noticed the way the brothers have been avoiding Belphie. While it was understandable to an extent and they were touched the brothers were so protective of them, they did find themself feeling bad for Belphie. “Well, I saved you some dinner. Want me to reheat it for you?”

“You saved me dinner?” Belphie asks, flabbergasted. 

“Of course. I didn’t want you to go hungry.” They grab a container from the fridge with some sort of stir fry in it and throw it into a pan. 

Belphie watches the human as they stir up the food, making sure it heats up enough. He’s actually...touched. “Why are you being so nice to me?”

“What do you mean?” MC asks.

“After all that I did...I don’t deserve this. Why aren’t you mad at me like my brothers are?”

MC gives him a little grin. “Don’t get twisted, I’m still pretty pissed about what happened.”

Belphie averts his eyes in shame.

MC continues, “But I see the effort you’re putting in.” 

They plate his food and hand it to him. “Your brothers will come around, Belphegor. I know they will.”

 Belphie sighs as he finishes his dinner. He’s so tired. And he wishes he could speak to Lilith now. She wouldn’t treat him differently and he wouldn’t feel so lonely with her around. He does have the next best thing, he supposes, thinking back to the human. He can tell they have a part of Lilith in them. Lilith was kind, forgiving, and Belphie sees that in MC too.

Without thinking, he finds himself going to the human’s door. When they answer, they are shocked, maybe even a bit uncomfortable to see him there. 

“Everything alright, Belphie?”

He holds his pillow tightly to his side, also feeling awkward. “Um, do you mind if I come in and hang out with you?”

“Uh. Sure.”

Belphie smiles as he follows the human into the bedroom, closing the door behind him. He immediately sits on the floor, setting his pillow in his lap. MC sits on their bed, legs crossed, and looks down at the demon. Like his brothers, he’s cute despite the potential danger that lies within him. But now, hugging a cow print pillow in his lap, he seems so innocent. During their time here, MC has discovered that though they’re powerful, the demons are as complicated as humans are, with emotions they don’t know how to deal with, resentments and hurt feelings that have run deep for centuries. 

They watch Belphie place his pillow on the floor and lay down on his side, facing away from the human, eyes on the tv that was playing some cheesy romcom from Devilflix. 

“Belphie?”

Belphie turns to look at the human, fully expecting them to kick him out, but pleasantly surprised when they scoot over and pat the bed next to them. “You can come sit up here if you want.”

“Oh,” Belphie responds, uncertain. “Are you sure? I don’t mind lying on the floor.”

“I don’t mind. Wherever is more comfortable for you.”

Belphie looks down at his pillow, then back up at the space next to the human. He scrambles up his pillow and climbs up onto the bed, careful not to get in MC’s space, making sure that his limbs don’t touch theirs. 

The longer the rest of the demons in the house avoid him, the more movie nights there are with MC. Slowly, they get more and more comfortable with each other, sharing a bowl of popcorn and blushing when they reach in at the same time, accidentally touching hands. They put his pillow against the back of the bed and both sit with their backs against it, no space between their sides and shoulders, knees up against each other’s.�� 

Sometimes they watch comedies and the two of them lean on each other as they laugh. Sometimes they watch thrillers and MC gets squirmy, shutting their eyes and burying their face into Belphie’s shoulder. Usually, Belphie falls asleep and MC adjusts, laying him down so his head is on their lap. They don’t even notice that they run their fingers through his hair, but Belphie does, and he often fakes sleeping so that he can stay in that position.

His brothers quickly start to notice the weekly night time visits with Belphie and MC. Of course, they start to join them. First Mammon and Levi, both jealous and not willing to share. They’re both livid when they see MC and the seventh brother cuddled on the human’s bed. Next comes Beel, happy that the trust in Belphie is coming back. Then comes Asmo, hoping the cuddle sessions will turn into something a little more sexy. Even Satan finds himself in there, making pretentious comments about the movies based on books. 

As happy as Belphie is that his brothers are coming around, he finds himself agitated when they show up. They all fidget too much, talk through the movies, and fight to get MC’s attention.

It becomes too stressful and Belphie stops coming to the movie nights. 

“I haven’t seen you in a while,” MC says one movie night when they go to the kitchen to make popcorn. “You don’t show up for movie night anymore.”

Belphie sighs. “I’m sorry, MC. Sometimes my brothers are too much to handle.”

MC chuckles. “Don’t I know it. What do you say we go out this weekend, just you and I? We’ll go to the theater...I heard ‘Curse of the Succubus’ has a sequel out now.”

Belphie grins at the memory of the time they watched Curse of the Succubus. The human had wrapped their arms around his and laid their head on his chest, telling him to tell them when the scary parts were over. 

“You barely even watched the first one!” he laughs.

“It was scary!”

“It’s supposed to be.”

“Well, you’ll be there to protect me anyway, won’t you?”

Belphie feels a feeling in his stomach and throat he had never felt before. He clears his throat, trying to push it away, whatever it is. His face heats up. “Yeah, of course.”

Belphegor is glad that the sequel is even gorier and has more jump scares than the first. The human squeals and jumps every couple of minutes, holding on to him and digging their face into them just like before. Afterwards, they go out to eat and split dessert. Someone tells them that they’re a cute couple and they both blush and spit out denials. They go for a walk around Devildom, neither of them wanting to end the night.

Belphie is quiet as they walk side by side, taking in all the beauty of the Devildom.

“You okay?” MC asks. 

Belphie nods. “Just thinking.”

“About what?”

“Nothing, it’s not important.”

“Oh, come on, Belph,” MC teases, lightly nudging him with their elbow. 

He sighs, but doesn’t otherwise react to the human’s teasing.

MC frowns, stepping in front of the demon. “Hey…what’s going on?”

“I miss Lilith.”

“Oh.”

MC doesn’t mind the demons bringing up their sister. After all, it was a horrible, tragic loss for all of them, but they had to admit to themself that there was some sort of pressure on them since the boys found out MC’s relation to Lilith.

“I doubt you want to hear how much like her you are,” Belphie continues. “I was lonely a lot after she died-or well, after I thought she died. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I had Beel. But Beel was dealing with his own feelings on it. And then after the attic, I missed her more than ever. And that first night I was in your room, it had nothing to do with you. I just didn’t want to feel so alone anymore.”

MC sighed, unsure what to say.

“But after a while, it wasn’t just being alone. I liked being around you. You’re not just special to me because of Lilith, you know.”

“Thanks, Belphie,” MC replies with a smile. “You’re special to me too, you know.”

“You’re really nice to me. Especially after what I did to you.”

“It’s under the bridge now.”

“I’m glad you’ve forgiven me, MC, but I don’t think my brothers ever will. And I don’t expect them to either. I don’t think I’ll ever forgive myself.”

“Belphie…” MC says, their hand coming up to stroke his cheek. 

“I’ll never hurt you again, MC, I promise.”

“I know.”

They walk back home in silence. He walks them to their room and is shocked when they lean over to give him a good night kiss on the cheek. The two stare at each other for a moment before Belphie goes in to kiss them back and MC turns to catch his kiss with their mouth. The two of them hold the kiss, moving their mouths against each other’s. 

MC opens the door behind them, not breaking the contact between them. They pull him into the room with them, and shutting the door by pressing him against it, their tongue darting into his mouth to rub against his. 

Belphie lets out a quiet groan, returning their kiss. His hands roam up and down their sides before sliding down to their ass, giving a light squeeze. They make their way to the bed, shedding clothing. Side by side, they lay down, hip to hip, groin to groin. 

MC pulls away to pull off their shirt and Belphie leans his head down to plant sloppy kisses on their chest. His mind is going wild as MC arches their back, a soft groan escaping, and grinds their hips into his. 

MC reaches for his belt buckle, and Belphie is filled with desperation. He wants them so bad.

A knock on the door causes them to scramble away from each other, MC throwing their shirt back on. Belphie isn’t sure why, but he feels guilty for putting his hands and lips on the human. It doesn’t get better when he hears his twin’s voice when MC answers their bedroom door.

“MC? Have you seen Belphie? I woke up to get a snack and saw he wasn’t in his bed.”

“Oh, yeah, he’s in here. We just got back from the movies.”

Beel looks into the room and the twins make eye contact. He sees Belphie’s troubled expression and sends him a questioning look back. Belphie sighs. Beel’s gaze goes back to the human, their messy hair, red lips, the embarrassment on their face. MC can tell that Beel knows what was just happening, but they find themself unable to read his expression. Was he jealous? Angry? They weren’t sure.

Desperate to get him out so they can get back to Belphie, they offer him the leftovers from the restaurant they and Belphie ate at. This seems to make Beel happy, but they still sense there’s something else. 

“Listen, MC,” Beel whispers. “If you need anything, you can come to me, okay?”

“Okay…” MC replies, unsure what the demon’s getting at. 

Beel takes one last look at Belphie before heading out.

MC makes their way back to Belphie but his demeanor has changed. “I’m sorry, MC, but I’m going to go to bed. I’m really tired.”

“Oh,” MC says in disappointment. “Sure. Okay.”

“Thanks for tonight,” he says, giving them a quick kiss on the cheek.

It was the first time in a long time, maybe ever in his life, that Belphie couldn’t sleep. He lies there in his bed, staring at the ceiling. He went to the attic, trying to convince himself that the awkwardness from Beel earlier is making him uneasy. But even there, he can’t sleep, no matter how hard he tries.

Thoughts of MC flood his mind. How cute they were at the movies; how their face lit up as they shared dessert; the way they always took care of him and his brothers and how they never brought up how he had killed them. 

As hard as he tries, Belphie can’t stop his thoughts from going back to kissing them. Their soft lips bruising his, the feel of their hands all over his body. Belphie feels himself growing hard as he thinks about what they almost did, but he doesn’t dare touch himself. He doesn’t deserve it. He doesn’t deserve the human, and he certainly doesn’t deserve to put his hands on them after what he had done to them. Though he wants nothing more than to go back to MC and continue where they left off, he doesn’t dare leave the safety of the attic.

Everybody has already left for RAD by the time Belphegor wakes up. He has dozens of missed calls from his brothers, and a bunch of threats from Lucifer in the form of voicemails and texts. He doesn’t care, he’s used to this. It’s not the first time he’s overslept.

He scrolls through all his messages, stopping when he sees MC’s name. 

“Hope you’re doing okay,” he reads the texts out loud to himself, “Can we talk after school?”

He sends them a quick, “yes of course” before going back to sleep. The day’s half way over anyway, no point in showing up now.

Thankfully, MC gets home first, so they get to speak before whatever Lucifer’s punishment for Belphie will be. 

They find him still in the attic, a little bit of drool collecting on the cow print pillow as he snored. MC sat on the bed, lightly putting a hand on his shoulder. He opens one eye to look at them before turning pink and sitting up, wiping the saliva from his mouth and turning the pillow over.

“MC.”

“Where were you today? Lucifer’s going to kill you, you know.”

Belphie chuckles. “He already locked me up for several months. Not much worse he can do to me.”

“Yet you still come up here to sleep.”

He shrugs. “Sometimes I need alone time.”

“Is that what you needed last night?”

“What do you mean?”

“I don’t want to do anything you’re uncomfortable with, Belphie, but last night...there’s no denying anymore that there’s something in between us.”

Belphie sighs, running a hand through his hair. “Look, MC, I very much wanted to continue last night.”

“But?”

“But we can’t.”

“Why not?”

“Because I feel guilty...every time I touch you, all I can think of is how I hurt you.”

MC shifts, obviously uncomfortable with him bringing up the time he killed them. “You said you’d never do it again, didn’t you?”

“Of course I wouldn’t.”

“Then I trust you. Why can’t you trust yourself? I like you, Belphie. Don’t you like me?”

“Yes, of course.”

MC leans forward, kissing him. “There’s no reason to feel guilty. Also, your brothers are at a meeting, so we have a little bit of time.”

“Time for what?”

MC grins, shoving their RAD jacket off and undoing their shirt buttons. “I mean, unless you don’t want to…”

Belphie runs his eyes up and down MC’s body, staring at their now bare chest. He still feels worried, but that is quickly thrown out as another part of him begs to take advantage of the alone time.

Ultimately, as the human continues to undress, that side wins. Belphie smirks, reaching out to pull the human down with him. They laugh as he lightly tosses them onto the mattress, trailing kisses down their chest, catching each nipple between his teeth. The human lets out a moan, running their hands through Belphie’s hair. He kisses back up to their neck, suckling as he trails a hand down to between their legs.

MC mirrors him, reaching down to undo his pants. Belphie kicks his pants off his legs, desperate to shed his clothing and feel the human’s touch. He wiggles out of his underwear, his already hard and waiting cock springing out. MC wastes no time wrapping their hand around it, gently pulling at him. 

Belphie finds MC’s mouth, moaning into it as they kiss each other. He opens an eye to look down at MC’s beautiful face, flushed, eyes shut. He quickly takes a peek down to MC’s hand on his dick, pumping it delicately yet quickly, sending pleasure throughout his entire body. And his own between MC’s legs, playing with the most sensitive part of them. 

Their moans, the feeling of their touch, it was all getting to Belphie. He hovers over them, and they open their eyes, looking up at him. He lines up with dick with their entrance and they nod, granting sweet, sweet permission. 

Belphie enters, swiftly yet gently. MC cries out in pleasure, and for a moment, Belphie is paranoid that he harmed them. But when he sees their naughty smile, he lets himself focus on the feeling of being inside them.

He pumps in and out of them, speeding up. Both of their moans get louder and louder, echoing through the attic. Belphie begins to use his hand on them as he fucks them, determined to get them to climax. He hurt MC so badly before, and all he wants now is to be the reason for their bliss.

MC calls out his name as they cum, tightening around his cock and starting his own orgasm, both of their juices joining together inside of MC. 

Belphie collapses on top of MC, holding them tightly, fighting back his emotions. “I’m sorry, MC, I’m so sorry.”

MC shushes him sweetly, stroking his head. “I know, Belphie.”

“I won’t hurt you ever again. I love you.”

“I love you too.”

The sound of the rest of the demons coming home pulls them apart. Belphie chuckles, wiping tears from his eyes. “Guess our time is up.”

MC smiles, kissing him back. “Don’t worry, Belph. We’re just getting started.”

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BelphiexMc

Some more fan art of Obey me, Belphie :D

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$$ THE BROTHERS WIN A SCRATCH OFF$$

PART 2: LeviXmc, SatanXmc, AsmoXmc, BelphieXmc

Scenario: You gift your favorite demon a scratch off ticket from a nearby Devildom gas station. Turns out it's a winner! 10 million grimm!

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Asmo

"Ooooooo, thank you MC! You are so sweet! You didn't have to gift me anything, I'm perfectly happy with your kisses!~"

Uses a coin to scratch it off because he wouldn't dare dirty is nails. He needs to look good for you 24/7.

" oh my, 10 million grimm!" He covers his mouth with his beautiful fingers in shock

" You must be my lucky charm! Come here I want to give you smooches!"

Attacking your face with kisses while hugging you. Most likely slid his hand down to give your butt a quick squeeze ( he's the avatar of lust, he can't help it.)

" Come on baby, we're going shoppiiing!~" He grabs your hand and he brings both of you to numerous high end beauty stores.

" Pick out whatever you like, love! I think you would look STUNNING in this purple lipstick!"

He's using this shopping spree to spoil you rotten. He has you try on a bunch of different makeup, clothes, and accessories. You look so adorable he wants to gobble you up.

When you head home he will absolutely make you put on a fashion show for him with all the clothing and makeup he bought you.

" You look so amazing my dear... now take it all off so you'll look ever better~"

Levi

Is absolutely screaming on the inside because you just gifted him something. Who would want to give a present to a worthless otaku? He's a blushing mess. " Th-thank you MC"

Uses a sword from one of his action figures to scratch the ticket.

"Ah!..... 10 million grimm?! MC I could buy the limited edition underwater octopus Ruri-Chan figurine with that! Thank you so much MC-chan!"

At your feet kissing them. I swear this demon is such a simp for you

You pull him up from the floor and give him a quick little peck on the lips. " you're so very welcome Levi" you say with a soft smile

Okay, you just broke this man. You swear you saw him glitch. Give him a minute to reboot.

After he rebooted, you both sit on the floor, and he starts ordering stuff off of Akuzon. He buys you your own own controller for his console. A controller only YOU can use. He also buys you your own beanbag chair and headset to keep in his room for your gaming sessions. His brothers are never allowed to touch it.

He secretly purchases some spicy cosplay outfits he wants you to try on for him. He's to nervous to tell you until you find them in his closet one day and decide to put on a show for him.

Satan

Slightly confused you handed him a scratch ticket, he thought it was a bookmark at first.

" Why thank you, MC. I think I've read something about these tickets. I heard they're very common in your world."

Leans on the book he is reading to scratch the ticket off.

Holds the ticket up closer to the lamp je was using to read to see it better. "Well, look at that. A winner." He turns to you and smiles. " Thank you, kitten. I truly appreciate you."

Plants a solid kiss on your forehead and wraps his arm around your shoulders and finishes up the chapter he was reading before bringing you to the bookstore.

Romantically kissed you in an aisle in the bookstore. This wrathy demon melts on you like butter. He is so happy.

Is more happy he has an excuse to hold your hand and shop with you at a bookstore than being a millionaire.

Will at some point in the day drag you to an animal shelter to adapt a few cats.

Will have you help him hide the cats in his room so Lucifer doesn't flip shit.

Ordered you a kitty lingerie outfit for you to try on later. He's gonna make you puurrrr~

Also ordered some rope to attempt to tie Lucifer up later.

Belphie

You didn't want to wake him up so you leave the ticket under his pillow like a little scratch off fairy.

You're chilling in your room when your door bursts open. "MC, let's go." Belphie has the scratched-off ticket in his hand. He takes your wrist and brings you to the nearest bedding store.

Asks your opinions on several plush pillows. He wants you to pick out pillows for both of you to sleep with, along with some soft blankets to snuggle with.

Glances over at you with loved filled sleepy eyes every once in a while. Finally your eyes lock with each other.

" I never got the chance to thank you, MC." He takes both of his hands and cups your cheeks, presses a sleepy kiss on yout lips.

You both go home and head to the attic

He sets up all his newly bought pillows and blankets, flops down on his back on the plush surface and holds his arms out to you.

You lay on his body and snuggle until you both fall asleep.

He may have just bought hundreds of pillows, but you will always be his favorite thing to snuggle.

He secretly can't wait to hear your moans muffled by the new pillows later

I'm so sorry if this is ass, but this was fun to make!!

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BelphiexMC

Because I eventually had to :D

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