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❤️ Lunatic Pudding ❤️

Context: You ate a pudding that you didn't know was not meant for you and you accidentally entice Beelzebub! What are you going to do?!

Request made by: SecretlyPringles

Caution: This is a smut piece, and will contain very explicit scenes. Beelzebub is the dominant partner, and MC is the submissive partner.

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(M|n) entered the kitchen. Fast breaths escaped his lips. Had Beelzebub raided the fridge yet?! He frantically hurried over and pulled on the handle, opening the fridge door. His eyes observed the many items that had been untouched. . .

"Yes! He hasn't come here yet." (M|n) cheered to himself. Satan had informed him that he went shopping this morning and had come back with a bunch of stuff. He also told him that he bought him some pudding since he was craving it so much.

(M|n) knew he had to hurry to get the dessert bought by Satan before Beel came into the kitchen. He ate nearly everything when he was hungry without a care in the world about whose food he was eating. He did feel a little guilty after, but that wouldn't bring back the food.

So, (M|n) made it his mission to get here before the orange-haired demon and grab his dessert. He quickly rooted around, wondering which pudding was his. He should've asked Satan to be more specific. . .

His eyes stopped on a fancy-looking pudding that he had never seen before in his life. The contents was held in a glass container, and elaborate lettering adorned the front of it. 'Lunatic Pudding', it read. Was this what Satan was talking about?

(M|n) reached out and carefully grabbed the small, glass cup. He observed the pudding, wondering whether there was an ingredients list. He frowned when he found nothing. Usually all puddings put down the ingredients they had in them. . . He shut the fridge door before plonking himself down on a stool. He stared at the pudding intently, debating on whether he should try it. He'd become cautious of it because he didn't know what was inside. After a while, he finally reached out and pulled the lid off of the cup.

If Satan had bought it for him, surely it would be alright? After all, the demon did know what types of Devildom food he liked. . . He grabbed a small spoon from a draw and hesitantly had a mouthful.

His eyes widened in surprise at the taste. It was absolutely delicious! He licked his lips and began to scarf the pudding down, not stopping once, not even to breathe. He had never had something so tasty in his entire life! He was going to ask Satan to get this more often.

(M|n) liked the dessert so much that he finished it much too quickly. He whined when there was nothing left. "Awh. . ." As he stared at the empty cup, he kind of wished that he'd eaten it slower and savoured the contents.

(M|n) got up from where he was sitting and headed over to the sink. He stopped in his tracks when a weird sensation overtook his body. He stumbled forwards a bit, blinking in bewilderment. What just happened? The feeling quickly went away, leaving him slightly confused as he stood there.

He shrugged, deciding not to think too much into it. He turned on the tap and began to clean the glass container. He was thinking that he could wash this up and use it as a cute, little plant pot for a small terrarium. (M|n) let out a small hum as he worked on getting the cup squeaky clean.

He was startled out of his skin when a familiar voice sounded out from the other side of the room. "(M|n)? I didn't expect to see you here." (M|n) turned to look at him.