Obey Me Smut

Beelzebub (Avatar of Gluttony)

(A.n. I can't freaking find who the image credits go to and it's making me feel like crap! It's obviously from Obey Me official anime sooo.... I was actually planning to write this the same night I posted the last chapter, but I fell asleep and forgot about it for a couple of hours. Then I had to go to school and ended up writing it there on my phone. So now I'm just transferring it onto my computer and uploading it. But I know you guys don't care about all that, so without further ado, Beel x Female MC heavy smut. Enjoy, I love ya'll.)

     It was dinner time and you were all sitting at the dinner table talking about how your day went and such. Mammon was complaining about not having enough money and Asmo was boasting about his immense beauty, nothing unusual. But you noticed, Beel was a lot more quiet than he usually is. You put your hand on his arm and looked into his eyes.

"Is something wrong, Beel?

     He looked at you with surprise, as if you had just pulled him out of a daze. 

"Uh...y-yeah...I'm okay..."

     Obviously, something was up. You hated seeing him upset and wanted to do everything you could to help. He had barely touched the food on his plate, which was a telling sign that something was bothering him. You looked down at the rest of your food, it wasn't much but it was all you had left. You grabbed your plate and scooped the rest of your food onto his plate.

     Again, he seemed surprised. He pushed his plate back to you.

"Thanks, but I'm not hungry..."

     Your eyes widened. Beel, not hungry?! You were determined to figure out what was wrong and what you could do to fix it. 

"Hmm..." The entire day played over and over in your head, trying to remember something that might have ticked him off. Nothing came to mind immediately. The helplessness that washed over you was overwhelming, you didn't know how to help him.

     He suddenly felt a soft, gentle hand on his thigh. He looked down and saw your hand rubbing him, comfortingly. A warm, red blush took over his cheeks as he looked away. You noticed the slight tent in his pants and it suddenly all made sense. He was sexually frustrated and had no outlet for that energy.

     You got up from your chair, and everyone looked at you.

"Beel's not feeling well, I'm gonna take him to bed."

     Lucifer looked to Beel, then to you. He wasn't entirely convinced, though he nodded the both of you off. 

"Alright. Rest well, Beel."

     You picked up yours and Beel's plates and helped him from his chair.

"W-what are you doing? I feel fine." Beel whispered to you as you both walked away from the dinner table, your arm around his.

"Shh...trust me, love." You reassured him as you put your dishes in the sink and started walking up to his room.

     It wasn't a far walk from the kitchen to Beel's room, that's how he liked it. Once you got him to his room, you locked the door behind you. He struggled to look you in your eyes, it was like he was looking at everything except you. As you slowly approached him, he slowly backed up until he fell back onto his bed.

"M-MC?" He stuttered as you trailed your hand up and down his chest. For as much as he ate, he was absolutely ripped. It wasn't surprising though, his favorite thing to do (besides eating) was working out. It *was* surprising, however, that he couldn't just get some....help....from some demon at RAD's. He was certainly handsome enough.