#beezlebub x reader

With a deep breath, you pushed the door open only to find one of the most exhilarating sights you’ve seen since having the (mis)fortune of landing in Devildom. 

 Beel stood in the centre of his room, sweat glistening off his naked chest and loose shorts hung low around his waist. He had 50-lb dumbbells in each hand and was curling both from alternating arms with ease. His fiery-hair was pressed to his forehead and you could see his chest rising up and down in effort. 

“Oi! What’cha doing here so late at night?” Beel asked cheerfully while setting down his dumbbells. His handsome face broke into a grin as he gave you a quick once-over. “Nice pyjamas by the way.” 

“I--… I--… I’m so sorry, I didn’t realize you were … preoccupied,” you stammered, immediately shifting your eyes to the ground. 

You had heard from Mammon, Levi, and Asmodeus just how diligent Beel was when it came to working out, but up until that point you had never seen it in action. It was a sight for sore eyes, and your eyes had been sore for a long time. 

 “Huh? What’re you all red for? You got a fever?” Beel asked, catching you off guard as he approached you and put a large hand up to your forehead. “You okay? Are you sick or something? Did you want me to go ask Lucifer for some medication? Is that why you’re here?” 

“No!” You squealed, backing yourself up against the demon’s heavy oak door. 

With the handsome man now centimetres away from your face, you could see his piercing violet eyes flash with concern. If it were any other situation, it would have been sweet, seeing how concerned the demon was – especially since 90% of the things he thought about were food, and when to get his next meal. After what felt like an eternity of silence of you two just staring into each others eyes, your right hand finally found the knob to the door and frantically turned it. 

“I’m… I just… I need to ask you something! I’ll tell you on Saturday!” 

 Beel furrowed his eyes as he watched your figure disappear down the hallway and around the corner. Running a hand through his damp hair, he shrugged to himself and shut his bedroom door. 

Well, I’m sure I can ask Lucifer tomorrow for some sort of medication for humans. She was definitely being weird… weirder than normal. 

***

With a groan, you were jolted back to present day and the frustrating chirping sound coming from your phone. Rubbing your eyes to wipe the sleep from them, you reached over to grab your device only to realize in horror that Beel had sent you 4 text messages. 

 Hey, [Y/N]. 

 Are you awake yet? I thought you wanted to ask me something today. 

Aren’t you coming down for Pancake Day? How am I supposed to make 20 pancakes for myself without help? 

 Hello? You’ve been acting kinda weird for a couple days. Are you ignoring me? Are you feeling okay? 

 This was turning out to be a terrible day for you already. Although, Beel had a cheerful exterior and seemed like one of the most simple-minded brothers, there wasn’t much you could get by him – this included. 

The truth was that ever since you saw him working out you couldn’t get him out of your mind. Specifically, you couldn’t get the image of his sweaty, glistening, chiseled body out of your mind. It didn’t help that you already had a major crush on the demon, having spent many hours together slaving over the stove in an attempt to appease his endless appetite. 

 Hearing your phone begin to ring, you jumped out of bed and answered Beel’s call while attempting to get dressed with your free hand. 

 “Hey Beel! Sorry, I’m on my way. I overslept! I promise I’ll be there in five minutes!” You squealed into the phone, hanging up before Beel even had a chance to respond. 

 After a frantic five minutes of rushing to get ready, you ran into the kitchen with your breath heaving. 

 “I’m so sorry, Beel!” 

 “There you are! What’s going on with you? I thought you were about to leave me hanging.” Beel grinned, gesturing to the mixing bowls and baking utensils already laid out on the counter. It seemed as though the demon had done a fair amount of prep work so the two of you could get started on baking as quickly as possible. 

 You looked over at Beel and cursed yourself as you felt your heart rate begin to speed up. Despite the handsome devil being fully clothed in his parka and black tee, all you could imagine was his chiseled body underneath. After a numerous amount of apologies on your part, and further teasing from Beel, the two of you began to work up a storm in the kitchen. However, what was once an extremely innocent activity between two friends seemed to be extra sexually-charged today. 

Normally, the heat of the kitchen wouldn’t bug you so much, but with the combination of Beel hanging around you so closely and trying to get you to lick batter off the whisk and the heat of the oven, it was absolutely sweltering. You wiped your arm on your brow and fanned yourself in a futile attempt to cool down. After a couple minutes, you resorted to just tying up your tank top above your midriff, relishing in the cool air against your stomach. 

 If it were any of the other brothers, you probably wouldn’t have dared to be so revealing. With Beel, with the exception of the occasional harmless flirting you two did, you had the utmost faith in him. He never failed to make you feel protected and safe – almost too safe. You would be lying if you said you hadn’t tried to tease Beel before to see if you could get him to reach his breaking point. The closest you’d gotten was when the two of you had gone on an outing to the human world to find the latest manga release for Levi. You’d intentionally worn your shortest skirt and most revealing top to see if you could catch Beel checking you out, only to garner too much attention from annoying perverts and lecherous freaks. 

What you didn’t notice at the time was Beel’s eyes trailing up and down your body when you weren’t looking. Not only that, the tall demon was shooting daggers from his eyes at any man daring enough to look at you while he was beside him. Beel watched, eyes glazed over as you began to lift your shirt and swiftly tied it into a knot above around your ribcage. 

“Are you hot?” Beel asked stupidly, mentally kicking himself for sounding like Stupidmammon for a second. 

Of course she’s hot, you idiot. Why else would she randomly tie her shirt up?Don’t read too much into it, Beel. He chided himself, tearing his eyes away from your figure. 

 “Oh, yeah. Sorry if it makes you uncomfortable. I don’t know what’s going on, the kitchen is sweltering today,” you grinned, turning to him with a bashful smile on your face. 

That’s when you noticed there was a slight flush covering Beel’s cheeks. 

Is he getting shy around me? You wondered as the demon seemed to be staring at everything else in the kitchen except you. 

Beel had vowed to befriend you, ever since the whole incident with Luke, but damn if it wasn’t hard to keep his hands off you for the past couple months. You’d been nothing but sweet to his brothers and you were always down to help him with his latest food experiment. Although there was undeniable chemistry between the two of you, he figured that you’d be more suited for someone like Lucifer. However, in the past couple weeks, it was harder and harder for him to not imagine you naked. The first time it had happened, he immediately wolfed down an entire bucket of ice cream in an attempt to distract himself, but it had only been a temporary relief. Now, with the two of you so close together in a small space, it was getting even harder. 

 Beel willed his heartrate to slow down, along with something else closer to his nether regions, and turned back to you with a breezy smile. 

“By the way, didn’t you want to ask me something a couple days ago when you barged into my room? Were you alright? You looked kinda feverish.” Beel asked, approaching you without any warning once again. 

 “Oh, I… Well… I actually… I wanted to ask you if you could lend me $200,” you stammered out. 

 “Huh?! You want me to lend you $200? For what?” Beel retorted, eyes widening incredulously. “Wait a second… It’s that sneaky bastard, Mammon, isn’t it? He managed to rope you into his latest get-rich-quick scheme and now he’s making you do his dirty work!” 

 “Er… I can’t confirm nor deny that!” You screeched in defense. “Please, Beel! He can be so annoying! He promised me that if I got you to lend him $200 he would stop asking for money for a whole month!” You clasped your hands together in front of you and tried to put on your best puppy-dog pout. There was a 50/50 chance it would work on Beel, but you’d never tried to convince the demon this way. 

Beel looked down at you, eyes wide with innocence, small hands clasped together, and cleavage threatening to spill out of your nearly see-through tank. 

 What in hell’s name is she wearing today? He wondered, eyes glazing over with lust. He knew he was playing a dangerous game, but times like truly tested his restraint. Fuck… Look at her, she doesn’t even realize what she’s doing to me, does she? 

 You watched as Beel’s eyes glazed over. It didn’t seem like the demon was focusing on what you had to say anymore. In fact, his violet eyes seemed to be trained on your chest. Never in a million years would you imagine that Beel was attracted to you, especially since he seemed to be one of the brothers that hit on you the least often, but it was now or never. 

“Oh, and I wasn’t sick when I went to see you. I actually wanted to ask you about Mammon’s request that day, but something else … or someone else distracted me,” you said, murmuring the last part under your breath. 

 With a low groan, Beel trained his violet eyes back up on yours as if he was daring you to look away. “Do you even know what you’re doing to me?” He asked darkly, placing one hand behind you against the wall. The gap between you two seemed to be getting smaller and smaller by the second. “Just tell me if you don’t want this and we can pretend like nothing ever happened.” 

You bit your lip nervously and looked up at his towering form. A shiver ran through you as the demon waited expectantly for your answer. “I want this. I’ve wanted you for a while, Beel. I – mmph!” You murmured, as Beel’s lips crashed into yours with a fervor you’d never expect from him. Despite his rugged exterior, his lips were so soft and lush against yours. Your lips molded against his in a haze of passion while his free hand gripped your chin. Everything that you two had struggled to find words for seemed to be crystal clear while your lips were locked together. 

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this,” Beel murmured against your lips. 

You smirked in response and laced your fingers through his thick locks, deepening the kiss. 

Suddenly, Beel wrapped his hands around your thighs and lifted you up with ease, trapping you between the wall and his body. You could feel his large bulge press up against your crotch. If there was any chance of either of you stopping before, that chance was now long gone. His large hand palmed the soft flesh of your breast, stopping to tweak your hard nipples with his skilled fingers. 

“I want you to taste them, Beel… Please,” you begged, thrusting your chest into his large palms even more. 

“Oh fuck,” Beel cursed under his breath as he helped rid you of your flimsy tank. A second later, his hand reached around your back to quickly unhook your bra clasp. A quiet gasp came out of him as he watched your bra fall to the floor, revealing your shapely breasts and hardened peaks. “You—this – hell, you’re so fucking beautiful,” Beel stammered out in awe. 

You shyly tried to cover your chest but was stopped a second later by Beel gripping your wrists in one palm and keeping them above your head. He gently lowered himself and began to pepper your chest with soft kisses while nuzzling his nose back and forth. 

Suddenly, you felt his hot breath on the peak of your breast as he took it into his mouth and began sucking. His tongue circled your hardened peak again and again as you moaned wantonly. He switched back and forth from one breast to the other, making sure no part of your chest was left untouched. The heat and desire began to pool in your lower body. It was like every part of your body was screaming for Beel’s touch, his caress, anything he could give you. 

Breathlessly, you pulled yourself away from Beel’s lips and let out a throaty moan. “Beel, I need you now,” you whispered, looking up into his sultry gaze. 

“Yeah? My little sweet human wants me to make her feel good?” Beel cooed as he nuzzled his nose against yours. “Well, it’s a good thing I’m famished. Looks like you’ll be my first meal of the day.” Beel’s words sent heat straight to your core. 

You could feel your wetness pooling in the crotch of your lace panties as he made quick work of unzipping your pants and discarding them. 

“Mm… I love it when my meal is all ready for me.” He chuckled, trailing one finger along your moistened panties. “You’re absolutely soaked.” He dropped to his knees, wrapping your legs around his shoulders while keeping you pressed against the wall with one hand on your lower stomach. All of a sudden, you heard a loud rip and the sensation of cool air against your nether regions. 

“Wha—those were my favourite!” You cried out, looking down to find one of the most erotic sights you’ve seen. Beel had buried his nose into your ripped panties and was in the midst of taking a deep whiff, groaning deeply as the luscious scent filled his nose. 

“If you already smell this good, I can’t imagine how good you’ll taste,” he smirked. You were about to respond when you felt his long tongue gently lick from the bottom of your pussy to the top, quickly circling around your clit before drawing back. 

 “Oooh, Beel…” You moaned loudly, only to remember a second later that you two were still in the very public kitchen and anyone could walk in at any second. 

 “Baby, you’re going to have to keep quiet unless you want Asmo to come in and do some fucked up shit like film us or something,” Beel chuckled. 

You opened your mouth in shock but before you could do anything Beel had shoved your rip panties past your lips. With a smirk, he returned to his position kneeling before you on the floor and began to lick you with a fervor. With every movement of his hot and wet tongue, you could feel yourself getting closer and closer to cumming. With a groan, he shoved his mouth against your dripping pussy even more and began to focus on the sensitive bud near the top, gently sucking and licking it side to side. 

 “Mmmfff, Bpheel,” you groaned, voice increasing in volume as he continued with his ministrations on your core. That familiar heat pooling in your lower belly was now slowly spreading across your body when you felt one of Beel’s thick fingers prodding at your soaked entrance. 

 “Ah, dfbon’t stop,” you moaned, rocking your hips into the demon’s face in an attempt to chase your high even faster. A second later, you felt Beel’s thick finger stretch out your tight hole and begin to curl against the front of your pussy. A flaming white heat spread throughout your body as your orgasm hit you, causing you to gush onto Beel’s tongue. 

“Oh f—fu—Beel!” You screeched as your vision went black. Beel’s hand immediately reached out to make sure you were steady against the wall. As he continued to suck up the rest of your juices, his eyes glazed over in adoration, watching you as you came down from your high. 

 After a couple of seconds, Beel smirked and grabbed you around the waist with one arm. He gently nuzzled his nose into your neck and suckled softly, garnering a quiet moan from you. Though that was one of the best orgasms you’ve ever gotten in your life, you were acutely aware that Beel’s manhood was tightly pressed against your belly. With a smirk, you gripped it with your delicate hand and giggled as he grunted into your neck. 

 “Come on, don’t tease me. You know I’m still hungry for more,” Beel pleaded, licking the sensitive part of your neck. 

 “OI! WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?” A familiar gruff voice hollered, rudely interrupting the two of you. Beel immediately placed his entire body in front of you, shielding you from any unwanted visitors – especially the one that had just shown up uninvited, Mammon. 

“Get the fuck out. What do you think is going on?” Beel shot back, rolling his eyes as Mammon glared at his brother. 

“This is the kitchen, you filthy animals! The great Mammon eats in here! Get a fuckin’ room if you’re going to do shit like that! I’m giving you two minutes to put your clothes back on and get out of here. Oh, and I’m telling on you!” Mammon hollered at them as he stormed out of the kitchen. 

With another eye-roll, Beel turned back to you. “I’m sorry Stupidmammon had to ruin the moment, but I’d really like this to continue… If I’m being honest, I don’t think I’ll be able to let go of you now that I’ve had a taste. Would you want to maybe go back to my room so we can finish what we started, and then talk about … this?” Beel asked, showing a surprising amount of vulnerability in his eyes that had never been seen before. 

“Yeah, I’d really like that,” you responded, giving him a quick peck on the lips and drawing a brilliant smile from the demon. As you began to get dressed with Beel’s adoring eyes on you, you reflected on your dynamic.