Includes: slight nsfw NOT a full smut.

Note: HiHi! Long time no see. Lots of stuff happened in my life so I couldn't continue with any of the usual obey me smuts TT

BUT i have a lot of drafts saved [and a sickfic w Satan 🤭] that I'm thinking of continuing.

(Also, I originally was gonna make few short stories in this post that included mammon, Raphael, zepar and Paimon, BUT while writing tumbler bugged and deleted EVERYTHING so I got pissed and just left it with one character 😔)

This isn't my usual stuff, even the usual fandom I write for, but i wanna see how much attention this will get, hopefully giving me motivation to continue writing more in the future!

Please enjoy the story!

(You can request me a character! I have a request thing in my profile! If you like the way I write stuff I mean ^^)

Prologue:

You were lying in bed, staring at the ceiling, barely able to keep your eyes open. You were in one of Gehenna's beds, where you had slept countless times by now, but something felt different today.

You were feeling sleepy, as usual, yet there was this nagging feeling gnawing at you. Like you couldn't sit still. Like your heart was about to burst out of your chest, yet your pulse remained completely steady.

Were you anxious?

Was it because you were worried about the angels attacking while you slept?

Ridiculous.

As if they'd suddenly show up now when it had never happened before. Why should it happen tonight?

As you turned onto your side, you slowly drifted off into dreamland...

...

Paimon:

You open your eyes and are immediately hit by a bright white light. As your eyes begin to adjust, you see nothing but white everywhere.

The floor—if it can even be called that. The walls... wait, are these even walls?

You reach out in front of you, intending to explore your surroundings, but before you can, you hear a distant voice calling you.

Y/N!!! Y/N!!!

You lift your head and look in the direction of the voice.

It's... Paimon?

Y/N! I finally found youuuu! Come on now, I need you urgentlyyyy!

You see Paimon rushing toward you. He grabs you by the arm and snuggles up against you.

Y/N, I've missed you so muchhh!

As you look at Paimon, your surroundings begin to change, morphing into a painfully familiar sight.

Mirrors.

Up, down, left, right—covering every surface.

Y/N, will you be my dollll? I really need someone as pretty as you to be my dolll!

Wait, a doll? What is that supposed to mean?

Without waiting for an answer, With surprising strength, Paimon suddenly pushes you against a wall covered in mirrors.

"Paimon? Wha—"

Paimon presses a hungry kiss against your lips.

Ahh~ You taste so sweettttt.

Paimon begins to remove your clothes.

Between kisses, you manage to speak.

"Paimon, wait!"

Don't worryyy, I'll dress you up nice and prettyyy.

With that, Paimon continues, leaving you completely taken aback by his forward actions.

Suddenly, as if by magic, a cute dress appears on you before you can even see him fully remove your clothes or bring out new ones.

Y/N, you are so cute, like an actual dolllll. It makes me so happyyy!

Paimon spreads your legs apart and presses himself against you. You can clearly feel the bulge forming in his skirt.

So happyyy.

You look at his face, trying to see his reaction. He already looks intoxicated, licking his lips.

You will be a good doll for me, righttt?

This is not my usual fic, got this idea randomly. So it's super short!

( After writing it, i realised it is not that short )

It's also NON GENDER SPECIFIC!!

May or may not write something like this again, if its not well liked ofc. (〃´ω`〃)

Incase this is disliked, this will be the only " on a wim " written smut fic I'll write, so no worries! I'll just stick to the usual from now on!

Also just to mention, the reader is the one doing the voyeurism!

I hope you guys enjoy this one! :>

After a long shower, you finally decide to start that game Levi has been nudging you to play "Court of the Dead."

Apparently, it’s a horror game where the main objective is to escape a creepy manor full of ghosts before the timer runs out.

If you don’t make it out in time, you’ll be stuck there forever. Game over.

You hop onto your bed with your laptop, ready to dive in. Though… is it really a good idea to play a horror game this late at night?

—Meh , It’s fine. It’s not like those so-called ghosts will be that scary, right?

You start the game and watch the loading screen play. A minute passes. Another.

—Ugh, is this stuck?

You lean closer to the screen, as if that’ll help you figure it out.

Swoosh

Suddenly, everything goes white, illuminated by a blinding light.

The next thing you know, you’re standing in a creepy, dimly lit hallway.

No way…Are you actually inside the game?That’s your first thought.

Even though you don’t actually know what the game looks like, this place feels exactly like the kind of setting Levi described.

And honestly, being sucked into one of Leviathan’s games isn’t that unusual for you anymore.

Okay, so…Your main objective should be to escape before the timer runs out, right? But where is that timer?

Rustle

Ghosts?! You quickly scan the hallway, searching for a place to hide, even though you have no idea if ghosts in this game can sense you no matter where you go.

You squeeze yourself under a tiny table, just big enough to conceal you.

—Ugh… Goldie… where the hell are ya?

That voice, You know that voice.

Was that… Mammon?! No way. What’s he doing in this game? Is it safe to reveal yourself?

You peek out from under the table, just enough to see him.

Creak

whoooosh

A sound echoes through the walls, unnaturally hollow.

Mammon is translucent. He’s a ghost. Better safe than sorry. This is a game, and you’re not about to risk dying, even if the ghosts look like familiar faces.

You slip out from your hiding place, determined to find an escape route.

—Why didn’t Levi give me any spoilers? Or at least some cheats…

Heart racing as you tiptoe through the hallway. The manor is far creepier than you imagined.

Cobwebs coat every corner, floorboards groan beneath your feet, and distant whispers swirl through the air, making you feel like you’re going mad.

—Haa…

Another voice. It grows clearer the further you walk.

—Mmmhm…

You trace the sound to a half open door on your left.

That’s one way to die in a horror game, investigating random noises.

But maybe it’s story related? Maybe this game has lore or it's something like an escape room?

—Ugh, Leviathan, why didn’t you tell me anything about this stupid game?

You approach cautiously, every step slow and deliberate.

—Haa… Haa…

Now you’re right in front of the ajar door, but your courage falters. You can’t bring yourself to open it just yet.

But curiosity kills the cat. You lean forward and peek through the gap, just enough to see inside.

And what you see shocks you.

It's Leviathan!

But he's sat on top of a victorian bed, with his pants down, jerking off.

— Oh my!!!!!

You were totally not meant to see this! He's flapping alone, unaware of your presence.

— Mman, being a ghost sucks.

He's breathing heavy.

— I've got a boner 24/7 aand Haa.. fuckk.

Why is he talking out loud? Is he aware of your presence?

By the way his eyes are half closed and his pace stocking faster and faster, it doesn't look like he know your watching.

— Ha-Ha Ha...

Leviathan’s moans becoming louder and more erattic. You feel youself grow hotter and hotter between your legs.

Nobody is watching you watching him right?

You decide to suit yourself and do the same as him.

It feels like your watching spice, but this feels way better than that.

The expressions and sounds he's showing you, when he's not even aware your watching gives you a thrill you've never felt before.

— Agh!

You see him placing his hand on his tip, before finishing on it.

— Man, this is seriously not working.

Creak

This sound... it was the door your watching from! Did he hear it?

You look directly to his face, just to be met with direct eye contact

— Shit

You try to close the door and run.

But before you can do anything, he moves with lightning speed and grabs you by the arms.

— You! What did you see?!

His voice is panicked, but only for a moment.

— Wait… who ARE you?

His grip tightens.

— I-

BAM

Before you can even process what’s happening, your vision blurs and pain explodes at the back of your head.

Something solid must have struck you hard.

You can’t even understand what he’s saying anymore, if he’s even the one speaking. Maybe there’s someone else now.

Everything fades to black. You feel light as a feather, like you’re floating on a warm, cozy cloud.

When your eyes flutter open, you’re… back in your room.

—Whoa…

Wait. So it’s okay if you die? Like, this isn’t one of those you die in game, you die in real life situations?

If you’d known that, you would have came back easily, but... you would definitely have missed something way better.

You can still feel yourself hot down there.

The next day, you decide to confront Leviathan.

— Why didn’t you tell me that game was erotic?

You ask him, both shy and upset.

— What? No, it isn’t!

It isn’t?! Then what on earth happened last night?

Hello guys!

This is my second ever smut!

In another post I've asked what gender do you guys perfer mc to be, so we will be sticking to female!

I'm writing something light! Later on, I might dive into the heavier smut, so I hope you enjoy this.

It's kind of short, so be prepared!

I hope you have fun reading it. ( ´-ω-)

Grrr.

Your stomach growls loudly.

—Ugh...

You’re trying to fall asleep even though you're hungry, but you're also really sleepy.

You were doing your best to ignore both hunger and just sleep, but it looks like your stomach won’t cooperate.

Reluctantly, you get up, eyes still half-closed, and make your way to the kitchen.

It’s already late at night, and you’re too tired to make anything that requires a lot of effort.

So, you pause for a second, thinking about the easiest thing you could whip up right now.

—Aha!

Jam sandwich! The easiest thing you can make and then you can go right back to sleep.

You open the cupboard, hoping there’s still some jam left.

—ha! Got you.

There’s enough jam left! Actually, the jar’s almost full.

—it must be new, huh? I'm surprised Beel hasn’t gotten to it yet. Ahh… time to make the best late-night snack.

Okay, so, bread and jam. You go to open the jar, but it’s shut tight.

Yep, definitely brand new, not even opened yet. You decide to try opening it with a knife.

You rummage through the cutlery drawer and find a butter knife. It’s just perfect! You grab the jar with one hand and try opening it with the other.

Whoosh!

Apparently, the lid was a bit looser than it looked, and it flies across the room.

The jar slips from your hand as you instinctively try to catch it, but you end up hitting it instead.

Causing it to collide with the edge of the counter. It bursts open.

Blueberry jam flies everywhere, including all over you.

—Ahh! This is bad! There goes my food.

You can’t just leave it like this. You’ve gotta clean it up now. So much for sleeping.

What a terrible night.

You grab some paper tissues to clean the jam off the counter first. There’s just so much of it. Just when you thought you were lucky to find a full jar... it turns into misfortune.

Crack.

The door opens.

—Y/N?

It’s Beelzebub.

You look up at him.

—Y/N, are you okay?? What happened??

Beelzebub rushes over. He doesn’t seem to realize it’s just jam.

—Beel! I’m okay. I tried to make a jam sandwich but I accidentally broke the whole jar...

Now you're starting to feel embarrassed about the whole situation.

—But what are you doing here, Beel?

—I came for a midnight snack.

—Y/N, let me help you clean up.

He offers you his hand, and you take it.

—Ahh, thank you, but you don’t have to. It’s my fault. You should go ahead and eat, I’ll clean it up. Don’t mind me.

Lick.

—Huh???

Beelzebub, still holding your hand, now covered in jam, as is the rest of you. Licks your finger.

—Sorry. I couldn’t help myself... you smell so sweet.

he says, still licking your fingers and gently licking off the jam.

—Oh, thank you...

You start getting flustered by his actions, but… you don’t want to stop him.

—Should we clean you first? We shouldn't let that good jam go to waste.

With that he lifts you up bridal style.

—Beel?!

He sets you down on the wooden table.

—If you want me to stop, just tell me.

He grabbed your hand and put it in his mouth, gently sucking your fingers off and swallowing the jam.

—Ngh,, beel.

—This jam is pretty good, you should try it too.

He says with your fingers still in his mouth as he touched your cheek with his other hand.

Taking the jam off your face and putting his fingers close to your mouth.

—Mm...

You take his fingers in your mouth, grabbing his big hand with your own hands.

You dont break eye contact for few seconds.

—Y/N...

He takes his hand away in one Swift motion, saliva string connecting you to his hand.

He gets on top of you, pinning you on the table.

—There's some here too.

He instantly starts licking your neck.

—Ngh~!

Just how much did that jam get on you?!

He goes lower and lower.

—We should make sure we get all the jam, let's check here too.

He says while taking off your pajama top.

—I don't think the jam has gotten that far tho.

You said this even tho you didn't mind him "checking" if there's jam underneath your clothes.

He reveals your bare chest as he grabs your right breast while licking your left.

—Here tastes like jam, I wonder if you taste like that all over.

You were getting aroused by the whole situation, no way he's actually looking for jam anymore, you're not that oblivious.

You felt something solid touching you, he's as excited as much as you.

—Y/N.

—Beel...!

You grab his hair, intertwining your fingers with the soft red hair.

Plod plod.

Someone is awake this late? And its coming here?!

Beelzebub doesnt seem to notice

—Beel! I think someone is coming!

He's too focused he doesn’t seem to notice your worry.

If you're caught like this eveyone will get the wrong idea! Tho the thought of being caught makes you kinda excited.

Step step

Yes the person! No matter do you want to or don't, you shouldn't get found like this.

You muster up all your strength and push his face up to yours, and you kiss him desperately.

He takes it as an invitation and kisses your deeper and passionate.

Lost in the moment he gently grabs the back of your head with one hand, deepening the kiss.

After what feels like an eternity, you part from each other.

Saliva everywhere.

—Ah! There was someone outside!

You tell him, tho it sounds more like you just remembered that youself.

He looks down at you, smiling warmly.

—Looks like the jam is all gone… and I’m already full.

He wasn’t wrong, well, half right. There was still some jam in your hair.

If you hadn’t stopped him, he probably would’ve eaten all of it off… and maybe something else along with it.

He gets off of you and gently pulls you into a sitting position.

—Thank you for the meal, Y/N.

He licks his lips, as if savoring the taste of jam, but the only thing left now is the saliva.

—Good night, Y/N. Thanks to you, I’m sure I’ll sleep great.

That was your line.

He leaves the kitchen, leaving you alone, regretting that you even tried to warn him about the person you thought was outside.

Probably just someone passing by…

There’s no one out there now.

You get up to head back to your room, only to step in something sticky.…Jam?

—Oh shit.

You were way too distracted by Beelzebub to remember the mess still covering the kitchen floor.

Well…Guess no sleep for you tonight.

Hello! I Just Wanted To Mention First That This Is The First Smut I Ever Write!

You'll Have To Excuse Me If It's Really Bad.

Not only is it my first ever but English is NOT my first language.

[ its a short nsfw story and I cut it mid fun. Since I'm just testing the waters with this story.

If this gets positive reactions I'll actually make a smut ]

Recently, you've been having bad nightmares that keep waking you up in the middle of the night, leaving you unable to fall back asleep.

Desperate for some good rest, you finally decide to ask the sin of Sloth himself for help.

You knock on the twins' door, hoping that they're awake.

But… silence. So, you decide not to knock again—just in case you wake them up. I mean, what's another sleepless night, right? You sigh and are about to leave when the door suddenly opens. You turn around and find yourself face-to-face with exactly the person you needed.

— "Belphie! I'm sorry if I woke you up."

Belphegor rubs his eyes sleepily.

— "It's fine, Y/N. What do you need?"

You definitely woke him up somehow with just that one knock, which is very unusual.

— "I just wanted to ask if you could help me… I've been having these horrible nightmares that keep waking me up at night, and I haven't had a good night's sleep. I'm so desperate at this point."

He looks at you for a moment, then smiles warmly, as usual.

— "Of course I can help you. You should’ve come to me sooner."

He opens the door wider.

— "Come in. You can sleep in my bed tonight."

His bed? You feel embarrassed—it just feels wrong, sneaking into his room in the middle of the night. What would Beel think if he saw you two in the morning? Not that it's unusual for the two of you to sleep together like that, but... this situation feels a bit different.

Belphegor flops onto the bed, lazily gesturing for you to join him.You lie down beside him as he hugs you.

— "Good night, Belphie."

He kisses your forehead before pulling you closer, spooning you.

— "Good night, Y/N."

You feel yourself dozing off...

You're in the attic, looking at clothes in your shopping cart, while Belphie sleeps pressed up beside you.

This feels so cozy—the whole vibe of the attic, combined with Belphie’s warmth—you feel so relaxed.

— "Y/N..."

Belphegor stirs awake.

— "Good morning, Belphie."

You smile softly at him, running your fingers through his hair.

— "Y/N… I need you to help me."

Belphegor needs help? Is he talking in his sleep, perhaps? You decide to humor him anyway.

— "Of course. What do you need help with?"

He looks up at you. So… he's not talking in his sleep, huh...

— I'm so hard it hurts, will you help me release myself.

Belphegor looked at you with puppy dog eyes. Did I hear right? Is he asking me to make him climax?!

— Ahah, what do you mean Belphie?

No way he actually asked you that, did he??

Suddenly he's on top of you looking deep into your eyes.

— Y/N, touch me.

He takes your hand and placed it on the bulge on his pants.

— Make me finish, will you?

A sudden feeling fell over you at his words, wasting no time you squeeze the hand that's already on his croch.

— Ngh-

You start taking off his pants, and he helps you take them off. He looks really eager like he's been like this for a long time now.

— I'm a bit tired tho, you won't mind doing everything, right?

Even before you answer he's already laying on his back, in his boxers, waiting for you like a pillow princess.

You get closer to him, and positioning youself between his thighs, as you run your hands over his bare tighs.

He looks at you with a sweet smirk, waiting patiently for you.

You start taking off his boxers slowly and teasingly, while you get your face closer.

— I'll help you~

He jearks at your hot breath on the head of his erect member.

You take his boxers in one swift move. You see a string of precum connect from his tip to the inside of his boxers for a split second.

— Hurry up, I don't think i can take it any longer.

Belphegor puts his foot on your chest.

— What if we test how long you can take it then?

He looks taken aback. He was not expecting that answer out of you.

You gently grab his member in your hand, and press down on his tip with your thumb.

— Agh~

Now it's the big dilemma, should you keep teasing or give him what he wants?

You bring your mouth closer, licking his shaft from bottom to top while still having your thumb there.

— Hmh, Y-yeah.

Belphie is already panting, you wanted to tease him. You, yourself were already excited.

A feeling of unease hit you, like time is running out.

You decide to just go for it.

You took your thumb off, few strings of precum connecting, you lick it off as belphie watches, and you feel his thing twitch.

You licked the head and grab his thigh before deep throating him out of the blue.

— Agh - Ahh mmm.

He didn't expect you to do that so suddenly, after all of the teasing.

You look up at him, wanting to tease him with words, but suddenly everything starts getting blurry.

And the feeling of time running out is now stronger, before you can do anything at all you wake up.

You open your eyes and realize where you are.

Right... Belphie’s bed. Your underwear feels damp.

It’s already morning? Well, I guess there were no more nightmares—thanks to Belphie.

Though… you would’ve loved to finish that wonderful dream.