Show me your smile [Beelzemon x Reader]

17: I don't like to be interrupted

You walk back towards the dining hall. As you reach the corner, Baalmon meets you there and is drinking straight from the bottle of liquor, downing it quickly with no breaths between. He wipes his mouth and pins you against the wall. "Hey, hey.. What do you say, let's keep drinking on the couch, shall we?" He looks at you with gentle eyes and a goofy drunk smile. You chuckle. "Only if I can have some of that. It smells tasty." He smirks. "Well I just had some, want a taste?" You smirk back at him and guide his face by his chin only with a slight touch of your fingertips to a kiss.

Your kiss is wild, hungry and filled with the taste of liquor, in addition to his taste. Your face grows hot while you're kissing with him. His hand goes down to your waist, caressing you there, before grabbing your hand as he breaks the kiss and pulls you to the couch, sitting back with his legs on it too and placing you on top of him. Bakemon comes with another bottle of liquor which you snatch, drink half and pass it over to him, having him drink the rest. "Whoo!" you say as you exhale and run your hand through your hair before aligning your hips with his and leaning in closer to kiss him more. His left hand grabs your butt as you grind against each other madly and kiss wildly. Your arms wrap around his neck and deepen the kiss, noticing a hand slip up your skirt. "Mmmmh... Naughty Demon Lord..." you mumble into the kiss as his hand wanders all over your bare thigh and the inner part of it too.

Your hand unzips the top of his seemingly one-part suit and savors the feeling of his bare chest as you take a break for breath. His head makes its way to your neck, biting it. It doesn't matter anymore since your neck's already bruised all over. You just enjoy the feeling, letting out a couple moans here and there. You reach for a new bottle on the table, downing it like it's nothing. "I fucking love this... Baalmon.. What if we get to the bed... I want it..." you pant, being all horny. He chuckles and answers you with a teasing tone in his voice: "But I'm just getting started. First, what if I just took these off?" He tugs slightly on the bandages around your chest, accidentally making them come loose. His face flushes a bit but a grin spreads onto his face as he admires the smooth lumps on your chest before starting to fondle one of them.

He kisses you again, but now he's pushing you over to be on the bottom while holding your back with his sleeved hand so you won't hurt yourself as he does so. He's in between your legs, grinding down against you. Your other hand is still feeling around his upper body while the other holds onto the back of his neck, tangling his hair with your fingers. But the joy is cut short with a Bakemon floating to you.

"My lord, my lady.. An enemy has appeared!" Baalmon raises his head, staring at the Bakemon. "Huh? Can't you protect the liquor by yourselves?" he asks. The Bakemon looks down. "The enemy already took out a third of our crowd with one wave of its hand.." He sighs getting up and takes another bottle after pulling up his respirator and zipping his suit back up. "Guess I've got no other choice then." He throws his cloak at you. "Put that on while we're at it." The cloak wraps itself around you, tightly around your shoulders and the part of your chest under your breasts like a shirt and forms a collar from which the rest of the fabric hangs down like a cape, keeping your hands free though. "This cloak is magical..." you wonder to yourself. "Yeah, I know. Let's go shove my fist up his anus and rip out his insides. I don't like to be interrupted. Especially with eating, drinking and girls." You giggle a bit but his anger is out of the charts.

You two arrive outside, seeing a man with a silver outfit. You decide checking your Digivice for information.

MetalEtemon
Cyborg Digimon
Level: Mega
Attribute: Virus
Attacks: ???

Your eyes widen as you stare at Baalmon. "A mega..." He walks towards MetalEtemon and downs the bottle, then throws it on the ground. "You just had to come interrupt me while I was at it" he says with an angry drunk's voice. "Baalmon! It's a mega! You can't fight it!" you yell. "Fuck levels, I'm the Demon Lord." He raises his sleeved arm and attempts to shoot, but burps when he pulls the trigger and misses. MetalEtemon laughs at him and speaks out: "You're pathetic for a Demon Lord. Love Serenade!" It starts singing then Baalmon joins him singing the song too. You turn infuriated. "You... Fuck you! It's always the women who have to do everything!"

Your eyes set aflame and you roar out into the dark sky like a beast, causing a soundwave break off Love Serenade's effect. Baalmon snaps out of it but stumbles and falls on his knees. Huge energy claws form on your hands and your legs get a coating of the energy too, which makes your legs feel light. Great power feels to be surging throughout your body. You charge at MetalEtemon, trying to land a slash but it dodges. The energy envelopes your right wrist too and some more energy gathers on your palm as you expose it at the enemy, holding onto your upper wrist with your left hand. You shoot the concentrated energy ball at the digimon but it tries to dodge. You keep your eyes on it and the energy ball follows it, enveloping the target as hit. It turns into sturdy shackles around the digimon and then you take a slash at it once more. It evaporates and you gather half of the particles into the small red scarf, the rest turning into an egg.

"Now, drunkard, lets get back inside" you say to Baalmon. "Fuck that" he answers. "There's more liquor inside. And did you forget we were in the middle of something?" you hint at him. He gets up and facepalms, walking back inside in a wobbly manner.