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“Call me selfish, but I don’t ever want anyone else to touch you.”

No actual smut in this one

You always knew that Belphie was probably going to fight you on every decision you made, especially when it came to domming him. That being said, you only have one rule that you demand he follow indisputably. And he broke it.

You’d caught him in the RAD halls, speaking with another student. They had a hand around him and resting on his hip as they walked through the halls. So you’d snatched Belphie away into one of the empty classrooms and locked the door behind you.

“You’re mine, Belphegor.” You say, holding his chin between your thumb and index, forcing him to look at you. “Call me selfish, but I don’t ever want anyone else to touch you.”

“What are you going to do about it?” He huffs, crossing his arms and doing his best to not look intimidated at all, even though hearing you say his full name in such a cold tone nearly had him shaking in his books. “What was I supposed to do? You’re so busy with schoolwork, what did you expect?”

You draw back, loosening your grip on his chin as you realize that he’s right. You’ve been kept busy with the piles and piles of schoolwork that you’ve had to do, you didn’t even realize that he was probably left needy and wanting for you. Your gaze immediately softens, and his does too, in response.

“Oh,” Your hand drops his chin and strokes through the long flop of hair that covers his eye, gently pulling it back so you can see his full face. He looks truly remorseful, big eyes looking at you, brow furrowed, he looks like a lost kitten. “Oh, baby, I’m so sorry.” You continue stroking his hair. “I didn’t know, I didn’t realize, baby.”

He pouts, uncrossing his arms and leaning back against the desk behind him.

“I know your school stuff is important,” He huffs, “I didn’t want to distract you or something.”