Obey Me: Shall we date? Reader Inserts!

Satan: study session

You wiggled your pencil in between your fingers, absentminded, you began to tap the pencil against your textbook.

"Y/n.....y/n.......Y/n!"

You looked up from your textbook to meet Satan's agitated gaze.
"Were you dozing off again, y/n?"
"Sorry.." You mumbled.

In truth, you were a pretty good student. A's and B's for the most part. But you just couldn't wrap your head around Demonology. And it wasn't even worth it to have the "what good is this in the real world?" discussion because, honestly, you wouldn't need it after you graduate this year at RAD and return to the celestial realm. You struggled with this subject because you couldn't find a spot for it in your life, and so, you resorted to asking Satan to tutor you on it. Although, studying wasn't going well, and you often found yourself spacing out when he'd lecture you on Demonology.

"Y/n!" Satan called, snapping you out of your daydream. "Honestly..." he muttered, shaking his head. "Sometimes your worse than Mammon."

"Woah, hey, no fair. That's totally insulting, Satan! You know I'm not like Mammon" You protested.
Satan chuckled. "You have a point, I don't know how that brother of mine even manages to pass each year."
The two of you began to giggle at Mammon's expense.

"Satan.." You sighed, resting your head on the textbook. "Yes, y/n?"
"How am I gonna remember all this..?I just don't think the classic 'read and reread the info' will make it stick. I need a different study method" you whined. Satan raised a hand to his chin and considered this.

" Perhaps you're right, y/n. I don't think my lecturing is going anywhere, either. So, what methods do you study best with?" Satan asked. You shrugged. "I'm a visual, hands-on kind of leaner" you said. "Mhm. Now I see, ok. Y/n come here" Satan commanded, a smirk plastered onto his face.

Reluctantly, you obliged.
"Sit here." You sat across from the demon. "Can you tell me what demons you already know?" He instructed. You shook your head. As far as Demonology went, your head was empty.

"Okay then, I see I'll have to jog your memory a bit. Watch closely, what demon am I?" Satan took your hand in his and brought it to his lips, kissing it softly. "Satan? W-what are you-"

You failed to see how this related to Demonology.
"Shhh..concentrate Y/n. What demon am I?" He caressed your cheek in his hand and brought his face inches from yours, meeting his lips towards your own.

"L-lust..you're Asmodeus- the demon of lust" you said, a blushing, stammering mess.
"Ding-ding! Correct, y/n!" He said in a playful, sadistic tone. He sat up and began again.

"Ready, y/n? What demon am I?" Satan stood, holding his hand out towards you. You took it and he pulled you up and into his arms. Then, you felt your feet slip from the ground as he lifted you.

"W-w-woah Satan I'm not really good with-" he lifted you above his head and your breathing hitched with anxiety.

"Come on y/n what demon am I?" He persisted. "Beelzebub! The one who flies..or the lord of the flies!" You said breathless.
"Correct! Another right answer!" Satan smiled, lowering you back onto the ground. You steadied yourself, glad to be back on sweet ground, and sort of dizzy.

"You were right, y/n. You are a hands-on learner. If we keep this up you'll do just fine on the test" Satan chuckled. Somehow, you felt he was enjoying how exhausting this was for you.

"Alright, I've given you the easy stuff up till now, now for the hard demons" Satan smiled. You gulped, this was going to be a long night.