#obey me belphie smut

[lollier]

Mc:*looking at belphie sleep*

belphie:*snoring *

Mc:* turns to Asmo* He may not look like he gets bitches but honey that dick was 11 inches

Asmo: ... kinky

[ur-dad-satan]

I'm on my way to class via the ✨p u b l i c b u s✨ and I was working in the smut and somebody sat behind me. I'm tempted to say fuck it and keep going. If they see, then they see. I don't give a shit.

... Yeah I need to get this thing out. Así es la vida. 🤷🏽‍♀️

[delphi-dreamin]

Soft

The attic is quiet, and they are too...

Ship: Belphegor x Delphi

Word Count: 1336

Warnings: somnophilia, unprotected sex

Notes: Y'all, I just wanted to write something soft with Belphie. That's all. But this...ugh. I love it. I hope you do too!

The House is quiet for once. The only sounds in the attic are the distant hum of the Devildom’s nocturnal insects as they search for food and mates, and the quiet, rhythmic breathing of the human curled up asleep in his arms. Belphie watches her chest rise and fall, watches the flutter of her lashes against her pale cheeks. She seems to glow silver under the star-shaped lights draped from the ceiling, ethereal even in her sleep.

He runs a hand down her bare side, fingertips lightly grazing her smooth skin. She shivers lightly under his touch, goosebumps blooming on every bit of flesh he can see. Delphi shifts in her sleep, moving closer to his warmth with a small whine, and Belphie chuckles. She makes the most adorable noises when she sleeps, little whines and moans as she dreams about classes and work and even sometimes his brothers and Belphie. Those are his favorites.

She shifts some more and the thin white sheet covering her falls away slightly, exposing her hip and her plush thigh. Belphie feels his heart squeeze, gazing down at her. It makes sense, he thinks, that a creature so beautiful, so full of grace and love, would have the blood of angels coursing through her veins. After everything she’s been through, after everything he put her through, for her to still be here in his bed, for her to still love him…it’s nothing short of a miracle.

He brushes a stray curl from her cheek and smiles as she turns into his touch. Even in her sleep, she’s so responsive to his touch. He wonders what would happen if he just…

Belphie runs a hand down her cheek, her neck. He trails his fingertips between the soft mounds of her breasts, watching goosebumps emerge and the delicate skin around her nipples pebble. A tiny whimper escapes her lips and he smiles, continuing to ghost his fingertips down her stomach, gently tracing his twin’s mark over her navel. It makes her moan high in her throat and push her head back into his chest.

He presses a kiss to her hairline and grins. His long fingers dip between her legs, finding her wet with arousal. Belphie groans softly, slipping first one then two fingers into her slick entrance and sighing when she rolls her hips into his hand. He buries his face in her hair and breathes in her warm scent.

She smells sweet and slightly floral, her shampoo mingling with her natural scent. Belphie can’t hold himself back any longer. He pumps his fingers into her at a quick pace, the squelching of her soaked pussy and her soft moans adding to the symphony of the nighttime insects just beyond the attic walls. He scissors his fingers a few times, stretching her tight walls just enough without waking her. When he feels she’s ready, he removes his fingers, lifting her leg and dragging the head of his cock through her slick with a groan.

Belphie lines himself  up with her soaked entrance, pressing his fat tip into her. Little by little, he sinks into her heat, sighing into her neck when he finally seats himself fully within her, “Fuck, gorgeous…”

He sets a languid pace of deep, slow strokes that make her whine and moan softly in her sleep, canting her hips into his. Not for the first time he thinks he must be the luckiest demon alive. The way her brows knit together and her face flushes as he rocks into her remind him of the first time he walked in on her with Beel. They’d been taking too long in the locker room after fangol practice, and Belphie had gone to look for them. He’d found them in the showers, Delphi bent over the half-wall dividing two shower stalls, face almost as dark a pink as her hair and her expression locked into a silent scream of ecstasy, the sound having long died out. His twin was balls deep in her, slamming into her so hard and fast that Belphie remembers thinking that her tits must have hurt with how much they were bouncing.

She’d sucked him off that day in the locker room. When she saw him standing in the doorway, jaw on the floor, she’d grinned and beckoned him over. She’d unzipped his pants and taken him down to the hilt in one smooth motion, making him choke on his own breath as it tried to simultaneously move in and out of his lungs.

The thought of that day makes his dick twitch, even as he ruts into her, his tip nudging her cervix with every stroke. He drapes her leg over his hip carefully, then slides his hand back up her side, squeezing her breast and tweaking her nipple as he does.

“Mm, Belphie…?” he hears her ask, half question and half moan.

“I’m sorry, princess. I tried not to wake you,” he whispers into her skin. “But you looked so pretty laying there I just had to have another taste.”

Her sleepy whimpers and moans turn into sleepy sighs and groans as she reaches up to run a hand through his hair. He can hear the smile in her voice when he tells him, “Taste all you want, baby. I’m yours.”

Belphie smiles in return, though he knows she can’t see it, and resumes his gentle pace. He rolls into her steadily, letting his hand wander back down from her nipple to her puffy clit, rubbing slow, light circles around the sensitive bud. Everything, even her fingers gripping his hair tight and tugging at his scalp, is easy and tender in a way that things usually aren’t with the youngest. Delphi rests her head back against his chest, warmth blooming in her own as his lips find her ear, then her cheek.

“That’s it, baby,” she murmurs, rolling into his lazy thrusts. “Keep up just like that…”

Their pace is too slow for either of them to finish anytime soon, but neither is in any hurry. Delphi rakes her fingers through Belphie’s soft hair, gripping the base of one of his horns and sighing when he shifts into his demon form. With the long fur at the end of his tail, he caresses her side, kissing her cheek when she turns her face toward him again.

He moves so deliberately that she can feel every vein on his thick cock as it drags along her sensitive walls. Belphie grasps her chin firmly, turning her head just enough that he can press his lips to hers. She makes a little gasp, and he takes the opportunity to slide his tongue between her parted lips, gliding it over her teeth and palate.

Delphi feels heat building in the pit of her stomach, goosebumps blossoming over her sensitive skin. She whines into his lips, sighing as he brakes away, “Belphie, I’m getting close…”

“I know, sweetheart,” the youngest whispers to her with a soft smile. “Just relax, okay? I'm gonna take care of you.”

It feels like hours that they stay like that, Belphie's fingers teasing her delicate bundle of nerves and his dick teasing the spongey sweet spot deep inside her until she feels like lava, molten and liquid and glowing. Every nerve within her is burning, every cell alight with white hot pleasure. It flows over her, enveloping her in its embrace until she's sure she could catch flame with the slightest spark.

Then Belphie is kissing her shoulder and flooding her with his own heat, his breath almost cool as it fans over her neck. They slow to a stop, his hand coming up to rest over her navel, and Delphi smiles sleepily up at him, her eyes fluttering closed. She finds herself drifting before her lashes fully come to rest against her flushed cheeks, murmuring senselessly to herself as she falls back into sleep once more.

Belphie chuckles, placing a feather-light kiss to her cheek before he joins her in the dreamscape.

Taglist: @sassykattery @bite-sized-devil @attic-club-sandwich @sparkbeast20 @kyungjoon-do @rensphilia @consolationblog @flemmingbamse

[wepsi]

Ballet stretches with Belphie (smut)

Art by me like it here

Smut: choking, fellatio, cunnilingus, potential voyurism, fingering, unprotected sex, biting, marking

female reader

You've been doing ballet with Belphie for a little bit now, you had no previous experience but anything to spend time with this cute demon you would be willing to do, especially something with so much touching. To your disappointment there has only been some tension, fleeting glances and blushes you've been giving each other, but you're not going to complain like you don't fall harder for him every time your eyes meet.

You arrived at the studio and see that Belphie is already there, he does not notice your arrival, so you take advantage of that and watch him dance. Today he was wearing a tight white t-shirt slightly soaked with sweat, black shorts that are deliciously short, and none of his usual leg warmers instead showing off his muscular legs. He was dancing so elegantly, with precise control over every move. Today he is in his demon form as well, with his tail adding extra balance and fluttering around him. Half way through a twirl he notices your probably drooling face and awkwardly come to a halt and smile for you to come join him.

"I came a little early to relax after having to deal with the others, come on, I'll help you do your stretches, you don't want to hurt yourself dancing without doing them first." He comes to the dance studio to get away from his brothers, and it's the second most relaxing thing for him besides sleeping.You must admit being in this room dancing with him is quite peaceful and relaxing except for your heart beating out of your chest.

You come in the room and start doing stretches, and since he already did his, Belphie helps you with yours. You haven't been doing ballet with him for that long so you're not quite as flexible as you would like to be. doing a split and only being a frustrating few inches from touching the ground, you try pushing down despite the pain. Belphie chuckles at your effort, and put his hands on your hips to stop you from pushing yourself too hard and gently pushing you down a tiny bit bouncing you a little back and forth. Unlike the other times he doesn't take his hands off, instead he stares into your eyes, the tension immediately became suffocatingly thick. You both were at a stand still seeing if the other would do something first, finally he moves his hand away, but instead pushing a piece of hair behind your ear and leans even closer, eyes filled with anticipation. Maybe he's seeing if you felt the same. Of course you did, but being turned down after misreading the situation is the worst. Despite that, you cautiously close the gap between you two and gave him a peck on the lips. This was the confirmation he needed, and he hungrily leaned into the kiss, deepening it.

You both put all the pent up frustrations from the tension for months into this kiss, you felt dizzy but in heaven at the same time. Belphie, never pulling away from the kiss, gently re situated your legs from the stretch to straddling his lap which you unconsciously grinded a few times after he set you there. Belphie grabbed your ass and moved you to grind on his growing erection which earned a moan from you into his mouth, which only drove him crazier. You pulled away from the kiss panting for air, and cupped his face in your hands, the look in his eyes had a bit of feral he's probably desperately trying to hold back. He leaned down to kiss your neck which made you shiver at the touch, working his way up to your ear he gave it a nibble and whispered seductively only two words, "Can I?"

You knew what he was talking about, despite what your heart wanted you croaked out, " What if someone sees?" Belphie pulls away from your neck and looks at your lips then back to your eyes, a cocky grin on his face, "Let them, I want them to see just how much I can please you." Seeing the scowl of disapproval on your face he playfully rolls his eyes, " Don't worry, this is a room I permanently rented no one will come here... please, I need you now." He doesn't even need to use that puppy eyed look, you were already soaked down there. You gulped and nervously nodded your head, excited and a little afraid of what is going to happen to you.

Belphie leans back in to gently kiss you, moving both his hands from your ass to the small of your back, working his way past your chest and to your face. Then changing route moving his hands from your face to the front of your chest, fondling them for a bit then making it down to your shaky thighs. As his hands reach it's destination he peppers kisses down the same route, taking your shirt off when he gets to your chests. Giving your already aroused nipples a gentle bite he hurriedly marks kissing down your stomach and stopping in front of your crotch, now kneeling between your legs. He glances at you again quickly as he pulls down your tights to make sure your were still ok with all this. When he looks down and see your soaked underwear he looks back with that cocky grin again, "Did you want me as bad as I wanted you? Damn I should've approached your earlier, I'll make sure to make up for all the lost time." Pulling your underwear down and the strings of slickness made him so hard it hurts, he pulled them all the way down and threw them to who knows where, there is a more important thing to him right now, making sure you confuse devildom with heaven.

Putting your legs over his shoulder he immediately went to work, demons are stronger in general so of course their tongue is as well, after licking it from hole to clit and back and forth, teasing it oh so perfectly you can feel that all the tension earlier is driving you quickly to a orgasm. Little did you know Belphie is spelling his name on your slit with his tongue, marking you as his. Just as you are getting close he plunges two fingers in which slides in easily but still makes you gasp, and immediately triggers you to cum, he pumps his fingers and continuously works his tongue letting you ride out this massive orgasm.

He finally pulls his fingers out while you fall limp to the floor. pulling your chin up to face him Belphie grins at you and sticks those two fingers out, "Lick them clean." You knew Belphie had another side to him and seeing it now only turned you on more, you immediately sat up to lick his fingers while looking up at him with all the love and affection in the world, you knew that there is no way he can resit that look. As if you read his mind you tugged on his pants which he couldn't get off quicker. You gasp at his length, though it isn't the biggest in devildom it's bigger than any human will ever be. You were half nervous half excited to take something so big, but right now it is painfully waiting to be loved on.

You went to work applying everything you know, focusing on the tip, and using your hands for everything that didn't fit in your mouth. The moans and grunts of Belphie that he doesn't even try to hide and the deep shade of red on his face while he looked down at you made you crave him intensely. As if he couldn't wait a second longer he pulls it out with a pop and push you down on your back, and pulling one of your legs up and pushing it against your chest. This position exposes you completely but he was too strong for you to wiggle close, he chuckles and bites your calf, " I told you that being flexible will come in handy one day." You eeped and hid your blushing face under your hands. Belphie smirks and taps his length on your clit a few times and line it up with the clearly exposed entrance and it slipped in a little too easy, earning a eyebrow raise from Belphie as you feel him twitch in you. "I'm going to move now ok?"

With all the slick from you last orgasm he slips in and out easily, you guys are looking at each other deep in the eyes full of love and lust, not wanting to look away from each other, catching every moan every groan. You move his hand that isn't holding onto your leg onto your throat, "I know you like this, I don't mind." You can see the beast finally unleash in his eyes, and the grip on your neck gets slightly tighter, but not enough to cut off air completely. He leans down into a feverish kiss and slips his tongue in your mouth, and speeds up getting balls deep into you. The over stimulation of the kiss, the acceleration and the deepness, oh was he so deep and filling you up more than you can ever imagine, you quickly feel the heat in your stomach rising up again. Now both of you are a moaning mess, grabbing onto each other and kissing like your life depended on it. He can feel your walls tightening on him which made his mind blank with filling you as his only purpose in existence "I'm close, cum with me please."

You don't need to be told twice, letting the pleasure wash over you, and feeling something warm fill you up, you swore your eyes probably rolled to the back of your head in that moment. It took him everything not to tighten more on your throat, riding and grinding both of your orgasms out while he left hickies all over your neck. When it was over he flopped down next to you, exhausted from the dancing earlier and all the heart pumping activities.

You know he would fall asleep right there stark naked, but at the moment you're still trying to collect yourself after the best experience in your life.

"You can't sleep here like this, someone might see."

"I already told you no one will come, come here stay with me a little longer."

You rub your neck and all the other bite marks on both of you and scratch marks you left on his back. "These are going to leave marks and bruises."

He turns his head and flashes you a lazy but just as cocky grin.

"Damn I hope so."

Writers note:

Phew, my first smut I hope it is to your liking. If you're confused to why belphie and ballet this is his dance style in the dance battles in game. please leave likes and suggestions if you have any xoxo

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[amaya-writes]

One Too Many Demons: An Obey Me Event

Note: You guys don't know how excited I am to get this event started! I've been playing obey me for like 2 or 3 months and decided to write some fanfiction for it because I just love the characters.

Everything non-smut has a gender-neutral reader.

Day 1

The Demon Brothers and their kinks and preferences

Day 2

The Dateables and their kinks and preferences

Day 3

What type of Yandere are they?

Day 4

Look me in the eyes - Asmo x female reader smut

Day 5

Jealousy, jealousy - The dateables reacting to you making them jealous, suggestive fluff

Day 6

Gambling 101 - Mammon x female reader smut

Day 7

Monster in the woods - Belphie and Beel monster x villager reader au (idk what to classify this as but there's no smut)

[belphies-angel]

you’re the next host! continuation

tags. fem!reader, dom!belphie, sub!reader

a.n! 1.4k words. i want to fuck belphie so bad.

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❥︎ now that the two of you had awoken, the rest of the guests and liveliness of the party had parted, leaving the two of you in this gigantic party hall to deal with the aftermath. almost as if you were affected by belphie’s sin, you began to feel drowsier, knowing that tedious chores were awaiting the pair of you.

❥︎ “mc,” belphie murmured, almost as if he sensed your reluctance. he got out of bed with ruffled hair and hazy eyes. “we need to do this. but i’m not sure if i can get myself to, right now.” you cracked a smile at that, relieved he felt the same way as you did. you pulled him down by tugging at his sleeves, his body on top of yours, his arms at the sides of your waist in efforts of supporting himself where he couldn’t put all his weight on you.

❥︎ he pressed his lips against yours, frustratingly gentle to the point where it was teasing. his lips barely grazed your own purposefully. you whined into his lips, displeased and vying for affection. he chuckled, amused at how needy you were for his lips.

❥︎ you were desperate to press your lips on his and have it taken further. with your lips pursed, you fluttered your eyelashes at him. it was no secret, when it came to you, you were an absolute temptress. one he could not deny, one he loved. “you know one of my brothers could walk in at anytime,” he warned, his hot breath against your neck, making your throat hitch. “or are you into that? knowing my brothers could see you like this with me?”

❥ the way he leaned up against you to purr in your ear was too agitating. glancing at his body, you realized that his shoulders were much more broader than you had thought. despite his lanky frame, it looked like he could throw you and slap you around with ease. the thought of it made your core tingle.

❥ a flustered mess, you tugged at his suit, desperate to remove it from his body. he was incredibly teasing, a slight twitch of a smile on his lips. belphie stood up and removed his vest, careful not to ruin it. locking eyes with his trousers, you unzipped it, revealing his bulge through his briefs. without much thought, you cupped his bulge and began petting it, earning a low noise from his throat.

❥ almost as if he couldn’t contain his passion, he tilted your head to the side, revealing your neck. with lust swirling in his violet-pink eyes, he kissed it, not caring if he left bruises. belphegor loved marking you, asserting his dominance to show his brothers that you were truly his. slipping your hand under his briefs, you felt his erection twitch at your touch.

❥ “on your stomach now.” he instructed, his words clear and concise. it wasn’t a suggestion, it was a demand. obliging to his needs, you did as he said. “good girl,” he murmured, his voice a mere whisper as he unzipped the back of your dress. the touch of cold air hitting your skin made you quiver, but his warm fingers revived you once again.

❥ you moaned slightly when he rubbed your clothed sex, taking in the sight of it. “you’re already so wet for me,” finally removing your underwear, he practically lost himself in your arousal. one moment, he removed your clothes and the next, he was lapping at your folds like he had been left dehydrated for days. you tilted your head to gaze at him. with his eyes closed and a rough grip on your ass, he was devouring you. he looked almost serene like that, in spite of the fact that he was one of the seven rulers in hell.

❥ you whined repeatedly, desperate and pleading to get him inside you. you didn’t care that anyone could walk into the hall and see you, you just wanted him to fuck you mercilessly. your eyebrows furrowed into a mixture of frustration and pleasure of not being able to tighten yourself against his cock.

❥ “tell me what you want,” he spoke softly. “and i might just give it to you, so what will it be?” after he finished his sentence, he stuck a finger in your hole. you moaned in relief at the slightest of friction you were getting, your hips couldn’t help but roll. belphie then ceased his movements, an answer left unsaid.

❥ whimpering at the loss of touch, you pleaded and looked directly into in his eyes. “i-i want you to f-fuck me,” you stammered, attempting to be as blunt as possible with your desires. you licked your lips, parting them and his seductive eyes stared at your lips as if in a trace. your hands gripped the sheets as he spread your ass, giving it a rough slap. without warning, he flipped you over so you were now on your back and facing him.

❥ his lips collided with yours and you stroked his member, focusing mainly on the tip. “fuck,” he gasped, his mouth agape. “you’re so desperate for me, angel. i’ll give you what you want, soon,” you mewled as his fingers curled themselves inside your walls. you were seeing stars as he repeated that for awhile, your vision blurring to where all you could see was him. your face was getting hotter and hotter, and your core kept tightening against his fingers. both belphie and you felt that you were on the brink of reaching your climax.

❥ then he abruptly stopped. giving you a cheeky grin, he spoke. “i wanted to do this earlier,” giving you a kiss on your forehead, he bent your body to where your legs were on his shoulders and his length was pressed against your core. “and, you’re gonna fucking take it.”

❥ while belphie’s length wasn’t as big as his other brothers, but its bluish curved tip of it reached all the areas that made you cum. he pressed his cock against your wet core, teasing. by reflex, your back arched as the head of his tip rubbed against your folds. your lips twitched in pleasure as you looked into his eyes. you just wanted him to be in you.

❥ it was obvious, the doe look in your eyes revealed it all. “promise you’ll be quiet for me?” his lips curled into a sly smile as you quickly nodded. giving one final stroke to his member, he pushed himself inside you. slowly, he had pressed his tip inside and then roughly bottomed out. his eyes scanned your face as your fingers dug into his back. you let out a moan, a loud, melodic sound due to the sudden pressure in your core.

❥ “i said quiet,” he growled, picking up the pace of his thrusts. almost as if he wanted you to be louder. it was like his words and his actions were contradicting each other. you felt him go in and out of you, gaining airy whispers and pants. “you feel so good.”

❥ belphie was a multi-tasker, sucking on your breasts as he rammed into you. he gave light bites, knowing you got off on being in some sort of pain. “belphie,” you moaned his name as he stilled himself inside you for a few seconds. “i-i’m close.” he surely felt it, your walls were pulsating and tightening. his eyes darted from you your forehead, planting a soft kiss. he sped up the pace, eager to paint your walls a beautiful white.

❥ in the last moments, you couldn’t help but be loud. he was doing everything right, reaching spots that made you quiver and scream. at this point, he had given up on keeping you quiet. countless reminders didn’t stop you from getting louder and he wanted to make himself and you finish as soon as possible.

❥ he felt your walls tighten and took this as an opportunity to fill you up with his cum. riding out your orgasm, he gave a few more thrusts until your body stopped trembling in pleasure. exhausted, he lied down next to you. wrapping his arms around you, he pulled you towards him.

❥ he kissed you sweetly, giving compliments of how much of a good girl you were. “i love you,” he whispered, his face mere inches from yours. you smiled, running your fingers through the white tips of his hair. “i love you too.”

[thatfanfictionchick]

Enjoy the film

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Belphegor x F!Reader

Rating: 18+; Explicit; NOT FOR MINORS

Warnings: Nipple pinching?; Spanking; Unprotected vaginal intercourse;

Word Count: 658

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You weren’t paying attention to the movie. Not even a little. You were too distracted by the continual gentle brushes of Belphie’s tail against your arm. The way his fingers would occasionally tighten on your waist. You were surprised he was still awake more than anything, honestly.

With each brush of his tail and each press of his fingers the throbbing between your legs grew more intense. There wasn’t any particular reason for your predicament. You were just feeling worked up, and needed to do something about it. You started lightly running your hand up and down his thigh, adding more and more pressure until your knuckles were brushing against the growing bulge of his erection. With a gentle sigh he turned his head and leaned in to brush his lips against your ear. “What are you doing, hm?”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” you purred, most definitely not sounding in any way sorry. You cupped the bulge, massaging it in your palm and tracing the outline of it through the fabric of his loose pants. “Were you enjoying the movie?”

“No.” He grabbed the hair at the back of your head, tilting your head to capture your lips. His tongue swiped lazily along yours and you slipped your hand into his pants, pumping the swelling flesh with firm strokes. He groaned quietly and you ducked your head to bite his neck, his hair tickling your cheek. His hands moved to your hips, urging you into his lap.

Freeing his now hard cock, you pulled the damp crotch of your underwear to the side and sank down on him, letting your head fall back with a low moan. He lifted your shirt, taking your breasts in his hands and pinching your nipples, tugging them until you squealed. “Belphieee!” you whined.

“You’re not moving.” He smoothed his palms over your smarting nipples, leaning in to kiss you. You wound your fingers into his hair, curling them around the base of his horns before beginning to ride him. He let you do the work, trailing his fingers lightly down your sides and over your thighs. The sensation tickled and made you squirm and he knew it. You shivered and hissed “that’s cheating” against his lips.

He chuckled softly. “Cheating, that’s cute.” He dragged his fingers back up your inner thigh, teasing feathery touches around your clit. When your hips stilled he pinched your nipple again, his teeth sinking into the plush of your bottom lip. Silently chastising you for stopping. You tightened your grip on his horns and started bouncing over him eagerly. Each pass of his cock between your slick walls drove you closer to the edge, and he knew exactly how to manipulate his fingers to get you there. He kissed you hard when you came, enjoying the way you bit his lip since you couldn’t cry out.

He gave you 30 seconds to go limp, panting for air, before bringing both of his hands down on your ass with a resounding slap. You squeal and jerk and he laughs softly. “You’re not done,” he chides you softly, his hand running up your spine to grip your hair. You whine and he whines back teasingly. He laughs when you mumble “monster” under your breath. But all the same you move with shaky legs, whimpering as you fuck yourself on his still hard cock. He cradles your face with both hands, kissing you messily, keeping his own sounds of undoing quiet as you push him over the edge. He grips your hips tight enough to bruise and holds you down so you can feel every throb as he fills you. Only when he’s empty does he let you lean on him. He savors the way you bury your face in his neck, pressing tender kisses just beneath his ear.

“Good movie,” he teases.

You laugh and worm your arms under his, not ready to move just yet. “Knew you’d like it.”

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[saeyoungchoismaid]

Happy birthdaaaaaaaaaay!~ 🎉

#abcbday2021 can we get Belphie for letters c, v, and w

Ofc babe ;) sorry for the wait!! Spice down below

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum)

He likes making you drink it down whenever he gets the chance, likes watching you fall to your knees and looking up at him with innocent eyes as you suck him off. He also likes cumming on your face or other parts of your body, but nothing gets him going more than watching your drink down every last drop 

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Hm, I’d say that he’s normally quiet. He’s probably a little drowsy throughout the entire thing or towards the end, so he doesn’t have the energy to make noises other than some grunts. All his energy is being focused on pleasing you after all <3

W = Wild Card (Random headcanon)

I am an avid believer that Belphie is the type of guy to wake up in the middle of the night with a hard on and either A. rubs it between your ass until he cums B. makes you scoot down or flip down to suck him off C. c*ck warm him until he’s rutting inside you like an animal or D. is so worked up that he just starts using your body until you wake up (consensually cause y’all had a convo about it before <3)

NSFW Alphabet

[7-deadly-simpin-after-dark]

Random Demon Brother HCs (Part 2)

Levi ->

Has seen enough hentai to know what he wants to do.

Being terribly shy, he’s opted for going into demon form and letting his tail do the talking.

Lucky for you, his tail has a mind of its own and much less shy than our precious otaku.

His tail may wrap around your leg and start rub your inner thigh, slowly inching towards the curve of your ass until you give him a hum of approval.

His other option is to wrap his tail around your neck while lightly tracing the outline of your lips until you open your mouth and begin to suck on the tip of it.

It will always end in amazing but rather rough sex, who’s complaining though? 

Belphie ->

Being the youngest and having spent the least amount of time with you has the STRONGEST desire out of his brothers to breed you.

He goes feral at the idea of stuffing you completely full of his cum and the brothers smelling him on you.

Of course they would be upset, he's only known you for a fraction of the time they have.

All the brothers obvious jealousy fuels him to continue to do it.

Doesn’t like for you to shower after he fucks you, at least not until you’ve had dinner with him and all his brothers.

Oh? Going to have dinners with the other exchange students or Lord Diavolo and Barbatos?

Even better, everyone will know you’re his.

Beel ->

Will fuck you in the kitchen every time he’s on cooking duty.

Every. Single. Time.

It's a weekly ritual the two of you have become very fond of.

The brothers assume the reason he orders food rather than cooking is to avoid scarfing down ingredients before he’s half way through making the meal.

Well, that used to be the case.

Now, he uses his uninterrupted kitchen duty time to lift you onto the countertops or kitchen island and start pounding into you.

Remember to periodically give him his favorite reward of going down on your sex and devouring you.

Your moaning only gives him more incentive to keep going.

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