My Seven Deadly Sins

❤️‍🔥 A Taste of You - Beelzebub x Y/N

Soundtrack: Rosenfeld - Body

I was told once that it is better not to ignore your guts, especially when they sense a strong desire for something. It's reckless, they said. Somehow it will come back to bite you if you overlook these senses.

How could they believe such things? I always ignored my guts, yet I was always fine. But not tonight... I'm not sure why it has to be this particular time either. It's currently 1 A.M, and I have been trying to ignore this so-called desire for something to eat. I skipped dinner because I was busy studying for next week's exam. 

I can't even make myself fall asleep! My stomach has been wailing, crying out for food, demanding something to digest.

Fine... you, greedy tummy, just be thankful that my room is not that far away from the kitchen!

Once I got to the kitchen, I go straight to the fridge. I'll just make something simple and quick, maybe some pancakes! I can save the rest of the batter for breakfast.

As I try to rummage deeper inside the refrigerator for the milk, I hear someone walking into the kitchen.

"Y/N, what are you doing?"

Once I managed to grab the gallon, I stand up and turn around. Beelzebub is already standing only a step behind me, startling me. "Geez, you almost gave me a heart attack!"

"What are you going to do with those eggs and milk?" His tall figure can be so intimidating sometimes, especially when he's only a breath away from me. Just then I realize he's wearing a sleeveless t-shirt and shorts he would usually put on for a workout.

I quickly turn my face away before Beelzebub glances at my flushed cheeks, "I'm going to make some chocolate pancakes. Why don't you help out? I'll make some for you."

He nods obediently with glimmering eyes. He looks like a happy puppy.

"Were you about clean the entire fridge by yourself again tonight? How can you be so hungry after eating my dinner anyway?!" as I ask him, locking my gaze to his naked and very muscular arms. Damn, I shouldn't stare!

"I just finished working out," he says while stirring the batter. "Now, I'm hungry!" a boyish smirk creeps up on his face.

I swear to God with a hot body like that, he still acts so undeniably cute sometimes. "Let's add a little chocolate syrup inside the batter!" I grab the plastic bottle that settles next to me before walking towards him.

Beelzebub moves a little to the side to give me some room. I can see the mess he made on the floor, but I didn't see the milk flooding below my feet. I slip as I realized it was too late to do anything.

As my butt hits the floor, I accidentally spill the syrup onto my chest. A dark sticky liquid seeping through my pajamas, making me cringe.

When I was about to get up, I feel my body is being lifted into the air.

"Beelzebub, put me down!"

He doesn't respond to my command as he proceeds to the first thing that comes to his head. He lifts my body as he leans forward, moving closer to me. He innocently swirls his tongue on my bare neck while holding me up bridal-style.

"What are you doing?" as I ask, trying not to let out a moan.

"You look delicious, I can't resist!" Beelzebub says without taking his face off of my neck.

The chocolate syrup drips further inside my nightgown, as Beel notices it, he puts me down on the table. I quickly sit up, trying to get away from him. But he's way faster than me, and he quickly grabs my arms before ripping my clothes to shreds.