Show me your smile [Beelzemon x Reader]

29: Aborted moods

After eating, the Bakemon start taking the rest of the foods back while Beelzemon downs a mug of beer to wash down all of the food he just had. Then he puts the mug on the table and sighs, being in high spirits. You sit on the bed and drink some apple juice out of a glass before setting the empty glass back on the table. He throws off his leather jacket, stretching in the sunlight so that his back faces you. You watch his physique, blushing. He gives a light kick to the stereos in front of him, putting on some music that fits the mood before walking towards you to the rhythm, singing along. 

*(something along the ranks of "Wild Cherry - Play that funky music" since funk-boogie genre is his favorite if we keep it at least a bit canon lmao)
(you should really listen to it and black intruder which is his theme in canon)*

As you watch him do that you bite your lower lip by instinct. He pulls his full body suit's zipper down slowly, like he's stripping for you, keeping his eyes on you as he does that. Now his upper body is bared for you. He flexes for you for a moment before nearly attacking you by pinning you down. His leg gets in between the pair of yours, invading all the way to your crotch. "Feel me" he commands, looking down on you and smirking. You blush hard as your hands feel his smooth, pale blue skin, his abs and his pecs before you wrap your arms around his neck panting and biting your lip. "F-fuck, you're hot..." you manage to mutter out.

He licks his lips seductively before speaking to you. "Ain't givin' any more before you gimme something in return~" You look away before taking off your jacket and white top. It was easy to remove the jacket since he already messed it up for you so it wasn't properly on. There you lay, in your bra, stockings and mini-skirt. He grins now, taking his claws to your white, lace decorated bra's middle strap. "Didn't I tell ya to show me something~" he asks and snaps the strap in half with his claws, resulting the bra come off. Your breasts bounce upwards at him and he looks pleased, going straight at them. His other hand fondles the other while he sucks on your other nipple, making you moan.

"Wasn't so hard, right? I mmmh... see you're already getting tense~" he says in a teasing manner, licking your nipple softly as his knee rubs your crotch. You begin grinding against his crotch needily. He chuckles. "Nuh-uh, ye gotta earn me~" You furrow your brows, looking at him with lust as your panting gets heavier before you kick off your boots and undo your skirt, throwing it away since it opens from the side. "I'm not giving you any further looks before I see you undress some more~" you say to him, nearly moaning out the words.

He stops moving and pulls back a little. "Oh, someone's pretty demanding~ Fine, I'mma get these off if ya strip down to your panties" he says, removing his pants and shoes, leaving only his boxers on. The strap is golden and the rest of the fabric is stretchy and purple. You remove your stockings, laying there and watching him. "I'll be makin' sure that you feel filled w'my love this time" he says as he gets back over you, his hips taking contact with the pair of yours while starting to grind against you.

His head buries to the crook on your neck, kissing there before biting to leave a mark. It really hurts since the earlier marks had just healed, but after that he licks the spot and somehow leaves a nice tingling sensation there. You pant heavily, feeling your hard nipples against his warm chest as he traces with smaller bites along your shoulder back down to the breast he didn't use his mouth on before. He doesn't bite anymore but sucks instead, using his tongue in the process. You feel he's getting ripe too since his grinding isn't steadily paced anymore. It's growing impatient, just like you. Your back arches as you hold onto the back of his head, wondering why he's not taken his mask off. It doesn't matter now though.

His fingers start rubbing your entrance through your panties as he gives you a breathy chuckle. "Seems I've been cookin' you.... for long enough. Yer... pretty welcomin' to me~" He rips off your panties with his claws, doing the same to the pair of boxers on him. His member looks huge and stiff, pulsing a bit in anticipation. He slides his length along your wet pair of lips teasingly, back and forth. " 's feelin' nice~" he says before rubbing his tip against your entrance, ready to push it in. Your nails dig into his shoulders.

"Great. We can make some love to this song~" he says, nearly pushing it in when a feeling hits you both like a strike of lightning. "An angel!" you say in unison, looking worried. "Now we ain't got time to fuck. That asshole picked the wrong time to mess w'us" he says, cursing all over the place as he pulls his clothes on hastily. He throws you a new set of underwear from his drawer, rushing his clothes back on.

You dress up too, watching him rush so bad he can't maintain his balance. You giggle after dressing up, tying your hair and putting on some serious black pilot shades. He's still struggling with his clothes. "Come on, let me help you." You pull him to stand up, climb on the table and help him put on his one piece suit's top part instead of having him get tangled into it, then help him pull up the zipper and put the leather jacket on him. "There. Was it so hard?" you ask smiling. He lifts you down from the table and puts on his shoes. "Yeah, thanks mom" he sneers, opening the door to the staircase. "Anyway, let's get going. We don't have time to lose 'ere."