Obey Me: Shall we date? Reader Inserts!

Beelzebub: devour or desire pt2

Notes:
- This chapter will contain SPOILERS for chapter 5
- that being said, not "everything" is canonical, obviously.

Over the course of a few weeks you'd learned a few things. First being, Mammon was a trouble maker. More accurately, a trouble magnet. In the span of a few weeks he'd gotten you in trouble with Lucifer and Levi quite a bit. In the end, though, you ended up making a pact with Mammon, and soon after Levi.

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Now, you were enveloped in another one of Mammon's schemes. Mammon had dragged you to the kitchen with him after blowing up your D.D.D with texts basically demanding you come with him. He needed an accomplice if he were to get away with his scheme, which he basically forced you into being.

"Now, let's see what's in here.." Mammon said rummaging through the fridge. "Gah, it's basically empty. Beel must of been here already.."

"Wait- well hello...Whadda we got here.?" Mammon marveled as he picked up someone's custard. A note was plastered onto it, which simply read, "Property of Beelzebub's. You eat, you die."

Yeesh, talk about harsh, but that was the Avatar of Gluttony for you. You learned not to mess with any of the demons belongings pretty quickly while here.

"Come onnnn," Mammon whined. "If you eat some, then I'll have an accomplice. So just eat some already" Mammon said, waving the custard in your face. You cringed and stepped backwards.

"No way. You're on your own here."

"Alrighty. If you're gonna be that way I'll force you to eat it," Mammon grinned stepping towards you. "Mammon, what are you doing- stop that- I said stop- Mammon!" Mammon had begun pinching your cheeks and forcibly shoving the custard into your mouth.

Miraculously, he managed to get some in. "There! See, that wasn't so hard. Now you're an accomplice" he grinned. Your eyes widdened as you looked behind Mammon in horror. Beelzebub was standing behind him.

You gulped and pointed a finger past Mammon. "What, Y/n, You act like you've seen a ghost" Mammon chuckled. "When I'm done with you you'd wish you had seen just a ghost" his deep voice echoed behind him.

The custard fell from his hands. Mammon turned around slowly with a fearful expression. "B-Beel, buddy, I can explain. There's a perfectly reasonable explanation for this-"

"You..ate my custard!" The Avatar of Gluttony yelled out. You gulped and mentally facepalmed. How had Mammon managed to rope you into even more trouble?

Just then, you remembered words your friend, an angel named Luke, had given you. For some reason, they'd stuck with you, and you'd never forget them.

"Never trust a demon"

Beelzebub bared his fangs with a snarl. His fangs were nearly popping out his mouth. Even though he was already well built, his frame had grown two times bigger. Horns snaked up through his ginger locks and black wings grew from his back. His orange comforting attire was replaced looking black and punkish His nails looked seemingly bigger as if they were claws. In other words, he looked nothing short of a predator.

"M-mammon" you stammered. Mammon grabbed your wrist. "This is bad, he's pissed." You glared at him, "wow I would of never guessed." Mammon snapped his head at you, "Now's not the time to get smart with me, y/n. We gotta get outta here" he tightened his grip on your wrist and ran, leading you with him.

Beelzebub's gaze pierced you like ice, he became enraged, growling and snarling like a monster after Mammon. "MAMMON!!!" He yelled.

Mammon dragged you into your room and locked the door behind you two. The two of you were panting, gasping for air after you'd been chased.