#om beel

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With a day off from R.A.D, no responsibilities… no one needs you… you look for Beel. 

And there you find him, hot and sweaty in the private gym. In a black skin tight tank top with these black shorts that should not be considered socially appropriate in any standard. 

You watch from the doorway as sweat drips down his forehead and down his chest. Thighs flexing as he squats with barbell on his shoulders, carrying weight you don’t give a fuck about right now.

It's obvious he hasn't spotted you yet, headphones blasting music as he huffs and groans. 

Slowly, you walk into the gym, locking the door behind you. Strolling into view, Beel smiles at you, squatting a few more times before racking the barbell. 

“Hi.” You smile, eyes trailing up and down his figure as you approach, reaching a hand to drag him down so you can kiss him.

“Hi, honey.” He mumbles back, hands on your hips as he ducks down to kiss you. 

Starting out sweet, Beel slowly kisses you, loving and careful. Until you nip his bottom lip. 

You feel Beel grin against you as he pulls you till your flush against him, deeping the kiss. One of his hands moves from your waist to the back of your head, tilting you back ever so slightly to give him easier access to your lips. 

“You look really pretty right now.” You move from his lips, going onto your tip toes to kiss his neck, nuzzling your nose and breathing in his scent. 

“P- pretty?” He breathes out.

“Sexy, hot, delectable. You pick.” you groan against his neck, hand moving from the back of his neck, trailing down to reach under the neck of his tanktop, stroking his sweaty chest. 

“So do you.” He tilts your head back up to kiss him again, deep and dirty.

With your hand on his chest you drag your body down, kissing as you go along. Beel groans as you mess with the hem of his shorts, kissing just under the waist band, looking up for permission. 

He gives a small nod, prompting you to drag his shorts down, kissing and mouthing at every inch of revealed skin, listening as beelzebub groans as each hickey places around his dick. 

Slowly, you lick a long, tantalizing lick from his balls to the tip of his thick, monstrous cock. You get rewarded by two hands holding your head. Not pushing, not yanking, but there. 

While one hand plays with his balls, you slowly begin to bob up and down, twirling your tongue at his slit before ducking down as far as you can. 

Gagging when his cock reaches the back of your mouth, your free hand strokes what won't fit. 

If it wasn’t for how horny you were, you’d be more concerned about how loud beelzebub is, but at this moment? You couldn’t give a fuck.

Trying to push your mouth as far down to the base as you can, you gag and choke. Occasionally coming up for air.

After a few minutes you come off his dick with a pop, moving to his balls. Your hand that was massaging them moves to his thigh. 

You carefully suck on one of his balls, gagging slightly from how fucking big they are. Guess it makes sense, since he's so big. 

Beel begins to grip your hair, whippering and bucking against your face. Quickly, you shove his cock as deep as you can take it, feeling him practically face fuck you. 

You drool and moan as he comes down your throat, eyes rolling back as you feel the sweet thick liquid. 

You swallow as you pull off, leaning your head against his pelvis, panting and looking up at your boyfriend. 

He looks down at you with blown out eyes, panting himself. 

“Thank you.” You grin, licking a few inches away from his dick before biting down. 

Without saying a word, beel ducks down and picks you up, placing you on a nearby bench. 

Pushing up your shirt, he kisses from your chest down to the hem of your pants, barely waiting before pulling them down.

ORIGINAL GAME

MAMMON — Lesson 4

By this point you’ve had that TSL movie marathon and made your pact, and MC has options to be more outwardly teasing with him (he’s also revealed the reason he gets called up to the human world so often by witches, despite none of his other brothers knowing). Beel especially, in the hard mode story, talks about how Mammon must really like MC—obviously he tries to deny it, but he’s deliriously happy when Beel suggests that the MC might like him back.

Cute mention: next lesson he gets incredibly jealous that MC has to stay in Beel’s room instead of his

BEEL — Lesson 6

By this point we’ve saved him and Luke from Lucifer’s wrath, have learnt about his past with Lilith and Belphie, we also make a pact with him (despite his small hesitation). It doesn’t really feel like he LIKE likes us at this point? Feels a tad bit more like trust/respect, however he does explicitly ask MC to hold his hand and blushes about it, so I think he’s just a little slower at coming to terms with the fact what he’s feeling is romantic.

ASMO — Lesson 8

He takes a huge interest in MC after the whole underground labyrinth debacle, where Solomon gives MC some power and they call Asmo down to save them from the snake; he very excitedly squeals about how Solomon has never been able to pull that much power out of him before. Kinda tricky to decipher whether it’s all just typical Asmo charm and teasing that he does all the time, or a genuine love.

Lesson 13 more or less confirms that he does love MC romantically (and therefore has the whole time).

SATAN — Lesson 12

Finished that Grisella storyline with the whole switching bodies shenanigans with Lucifer, we obviously grow extremely close to him, and MC constantly comforts him. Not really obvious that his likeness/gratitude toward MC is romantic, but I think that’s just a reflection of Satan’s character.

LUCIFER — Lesson 11/12

Lucifer is a tad more complicated, because it’s evident that he’s been somewhat romantically interested in the MC for quite a bit after he you know…threatened and nearly killed them. He’s obviously quite entranced by their boldness and love for the brothers. Before Belphie shows up and ruins things, he does nearly admit that he likes/loves MC.

BELPHIE — Lesson 18

He kills us, everyone finds out we’re Lilith’s distant descendant…and he suddenly becomes all nice and sweet with us. But, I think it’s only after a little later when MC helps Belphie reconcile with his brothers does he let himself feel the actual romantic connection between him and MC.

LEVI — Lesson ???

Levi was literally impossible for me to figure out LMAO, every interaction between us and him is extremely friendly and platonic, and he never refers to us as anything but a good friend. Unlike characters like Mammon and Asmo who feel romantically betrayed when they find MC has been making pacts with them for Belphie, Levi basically just calls you a shit friend. It’s only really after you kiss him when he’s mopey about you leaving that it clicks for him.

Leaning down, resting your knees on the dirty ground, just so you could tie his shoe for him

His steel composure allows Lucifer to remain rather unbothered, but you know better. You hear the way his breath hitches, his eyes widening just a fraction at seeing you so casually drop to your knees. He's at loss for words as he watches your fingers swiftly grab his shoelaces and begin tying them back into a neat bow. Lucifer doesn’t even try to hide the faint blush coating his skin when you stand back up- instead, he takes a moment to just bask in the pride he can feel building inside of you before he chuckles and shakes his head fondly. 

“My, Mc…I do appreciate the bold gesture, but now you’ve got your knees all dirty..how shall I repay you, hm?”

†

Unlike the firstborn, Diavolo, while he does have steel composure, forgets the definition of it as soon as you’re telling him to wait a second before crouching down beside him. He’s used to being tailored to, of course, but there’s just something about seeing your knees scrubbing the dirt and your tongue poking out as you concentrate on tying his shoe that makes him melt. Once you’re finished, he’ll lift you off the ground himself and brush off your knees, blush as dark as his hair while he laughs loudly. 

“You’re always so full of surprises! That did affect me quite badly, I must say…though allow me to do the same for you next time.” 

†

The sound (see: squawk) that escapes Mephisto is completely undignified. He’s absolutely embarrassed, especially at the tingling sensation he feels on his hand where you’d lightly smacked it when he went to tie his shoe himself before dropping to your knees to do it instead. The gravel beneath you crunches as you shift to get up, making his hand dart to help and pull you close to him; he’s regained his composure now, but his words are still low and flustered, even as he gives you a smirk. 

“Well, aren't you just sweet. Nobody’s ever gone through such lengths to simply tie my shoe, but you’ll be compensated, don’t worry. Come here, Mc…”

†

Stone faced as ever, Raphael just stares down at you with an almost confused look. He goes to say something about your clothes getting dirty on the floor everyone’s been walking on, but his words die in his throat when you peer up at him with a lovesick smile. Almost in a trance, he watches you carefully loop his shoelaces and tie them tautly before standing back up; only when his hand subconsciously finds the curve of your waist does he snap back to reality and give you a small smile of his own (he prays you’ll ignore the blush spreading across his cheeks…you do. For now).

“A-ah, Mc-! I…please, allow me to wipe your knees off, they’ve gotten dirty from the flooring…you really didn’t have to, you know, I can tie my own shoe…thank you..” 

Grabbing his hand with a featherlight touch and bringing it up to your face so you could place a soft, slow kiss to his knuckles 

Mammon’s base reaction is to jolt and scold you for teasing him, but his eyes dart to how your pupils are practically in the shape of hearts as you press your lips against his skin, and suddenly the loud mouthed second born is going quiet. The tiniest of gasps escape him as you begin to pull away, hand instinctively curling around yours and bringing it to rest over his thumping heart to keep you that much closer; the lovesick chuckle he gives you makes you melt.

“What’re ya— o-oh…Mc…d’ya even know what you're doin’ to me, actin’ like that? Where are ya goin’? C’mere…come closer..want another kiss- how about on the lips this time, yeah?”

†

Satan melts right through your fingers, eyes lidding and dumb little smile crossing his face. He is a sucker for this stuff and the murmur of your name is so breathless and adoration-filled. He’ll quietly demand another kiss, carefully watching your lips press against his skin before he’s flipping your hands around and kissing the back of yours instead. He relishes in the blush on your face but quickly turns a bashful shade of pink when you comment on how pretty that lovesick expression of his was. 

“Mc…give me another one..yeah. You make my heart race, you know that? And you’re so pretty when you look at me like that..fuck. W-what—? My expression…I..I can’t help it…‘s all your fault.” 

†

The squeal that escapes Asmo nearly leaves you deaf, but he just looks so charming with his giddy grin and sparkling eyes that you decide to overlook it (like always). He’s absolutely delighted at the action and begs you to do it again so he can take a picture for devilgram, but once the surprise is over, he just looks at you so softly. The pure adoration and love he sees in your eyes makes him feel like he’s floating and Azzy will be sure to shower you with kisses all over until you’re feeling the exact same. 

“OHH MY! How sweet of you, hon! Let me take a picture, do it again, do it again! You’re just so full of surprises, darling, I love it! I love you. I love you so much, you know? You make my heart race~!” 

†

Barbatos’ brain doesn’t catch up right away. He finishes greeting you and gets halfway through listing off the tea party spread before he actually processes the action— and that your hand is still holding his, rubbing your thumb over where you’d kissed. He stops right in the middle of the corridor and stares at you blankly, hot blush slowly rising onto his cheeks. The smile that crosses his face is completely for your eyes only (lovesick and bashful) and he’ll give you his amused chuckle before kissing your knuckles in return, bowing as he does so. 

“—I have also prepared a selection of-!!…you..you are very sly, Mc…I can’t say I mind it though. I do hope you’ll keep the way you affect me just between us, however…can’t have anyone else seeing, hm? Shall I return the favor?”

†

You and Solomon teased each other back and forth quite often but this he wasn’t expecting. And he couldn’t just play it off- not with so much infatuation plastered over your face as you keep placing kisses along his hand. He averts his eyes shyly, darting back and forth as he tries to form words, but…you just got him so good with that gesture, he’s absolutely tongue tied as he peers at you with his blushy face, voice actually cracking as he asks what that was for. 

“I—!…I, u-uh…Mc…what- what was that for…? You drive me absolutely crazy…can you do it again..please..?” 

Sliding your jacket off and wrapping it around his shoulders- even though it might not fit correctly- just because they were cold

Levi’s face is a blistering beacon of cherry and he takes a brief moment to malfunction before shakily gripping at the fabric around his shoulders, looking up at you with wide eyes. It’s something he’s seen straight from an anime, something he’s always wanted to experience, but now that he actually has, his soul is leaving his body because your cute little smile is just too…cute! He won’t give the jacket back, though, instead choosing to bury himself deeper in the material with a stuttered ‘thank you’. 

“H-h-huh?! O-oh, Mc…you..T-t-thank y-you!! ‘S really soft…’n s-smells like you..ah-! I-I mean-! Don’t listen to me, I’m j-just rambling! Thank you again!” 

†

More than likely too big for your jacket, Beel is confused at first and will ask what you’re doing and tilt his head cutely. Though, when you simply say ‘you were cold’, he turns all smiley and blushy and even lets out a little giggle. That sweet little closed eye smile of his is beaming as he thanks you and insists you pile up in his arms to share the warmth, because aren’t you going to get cold too? Being wrapped up in your scent and being able to wrap you up in his sounded like a perfect deal to him. 

“Hm? Oh, Mc…what’re you doing?…oh. Eheh…thank you! Won’t you be cold, though? Here, come closer, we’ll keep each other warm. Yeah…yeah I like having you close. I like you— I love you!” 

†

Belphie’s half asleep mind doesn’t really register it until he wakes up a few hours later. His lidded eyes land on the sight of your jacket, brain slowly registering before a sleepy- giddy- smile crosses his face. He’ll drag his sluggish body to wherever you are and drop his weight onto you, mumbling his gratitude and how lucky he is to have you without the fully-conscious filter being there. He’ll hold that jacket hostage until it has to be washed— it just made him feel so loved, he didn’t want to let it go. 

“Mmm…mh? Mc…? -yawn- Mc? Mm..thank you..you’re so good to me…love you s’much..come sleep with me now…wanna feel your warmth too. No- wanna keep the jacket..let me keep it..please?” 

†

Simeon blinks, eyes a bit wide as he stares at you before a bubbly laugh escapes him while he rubs the back of his neck and thanks you. He was quite surprised at the action, but completely delighted, and finds himself grinning stupidly before he can help it. He feels so fuzzy and warm and just wants to giggle and kick his feet— but he won’t…not outwardly, anyway. That giddy smile stays, though, all for everyone to see as he parades around with your jacket over his shoulders. 

“Oh, Mc, thank you! You really didn’t have to…but I appreciate it nonetheless- you’re so loving and kind, you never fail to make my day. I hope you’ll let me do something for you in return to show my appreciation?”

†

The first passing thought in Luke’s head is to deny he’s even cold, but when he sees that it’s you draping your jacket over him, he decides that yes, he is in fact freezing. And maybe he could just snuggle up to you as well… (Mc cuddles are the best!). He’ll happily exclaim to anyone that the jacket is yours and beam because he’s just so thrilled to be your friend and he’s just…so precious.