Demons & Dynasty

Chapter 17

A/N - this chapter is dedicated to mamaLucifer for having an awesome accent, being the best compliment giver and giving me great story suggestions. I hope you like it!
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"Y/N let me get this straight, you meed my help... to set up a, what did you call it? Oh yeah, 'meet-cute', between Beelzebub and the seamstress from Majolish?" Satan looked at me slightly confused before shaking his head and letting out a small laugh, "only you, Y/N, would agree to do something like that."
"Oh, c'mon Satan! Doesn't it sound fun? I've got a tonne of ideas but I think I'm settling on one. Pleaseeee do this with me Satannnn" I looked up at him with my best 'puppy eyes'. I wanted to make up for lost time, I loved him and wanted him to be the one to help me. "Look," I said, pulling out a piece of paper from my pocket, "I've come up with some ideas already, you've just gotta help me put them into action."
He shook his head again, "Alright. Sure. Let's do it."

I smoothed the paper down on the desk, Satan pulling up a chair and sitting down next to me. I began jotting down notes on my notepad, explaining my ideas to Satan and vicariously living my meet-cute fantasy through Beel and Gemma. Our brainstorming session seemed to last a life time, we were happily chatting away, so comfortable in one another's company. It was just like last year, when we were closer than any others, when Satan and I spent every waking hour together, through thick and thin. I missed that.

"Oh god, Y/N look at the time!" Satan looked at his DDD, bringing me from my mind-mapping. "Its 4:35! We've been here for over 4 hours! We missed lunch! Oh my god, Lucifer is gonna kill us." Satan was in hysterics and I just shook my head, giggling to myself.
"How time flies when you're with someone you love..." I whispered under my breath, tidying my notes. I could feel  Satan's eyes on me, he must have heard what I said because he raised his hand to my chin, moving my head to face him.
"I love you too, Y/N."
Satan's lips drew closer to mine and I could feel his warm breath on my face.
"Satan..." I murmured.
"Shhh Y/N." He locked his lips with mine and I couldn't help but let out a small moan when he added his tongue. It was amazing. I'd been waiting for this moment since I met Satan. "I really missed you Y/N~" He lowered his hand from my cheek, grazing my breast.
"Nngh Satan.." I moaned into the kiss, thoroughly enjoying every sensation that was vibrating though my body. I heard a small knock at my door and Satan pulled away from me, a blush clear upon his cheeks. My heart sank at the loss of contact, as I attempted to make myself look a little less flustered.
"C-come in!" I shouted, hiding the notes incase Beel was at the door. Instead a bored looking Belphie pushed the door open.
"Ah, hey Y/N, Satan, Lucifer just asked me to check that you guys were alive because we haven't seen you since breakfast so, yeah I'll just tell him you're all good." He turned and left as swiftly as he came, I guess the others did actually notice we were gone, I chuckled to myself at how fleeting his visit had been, he clearly wanted to just go back to bed and not be bothered on having to check if his brothers were alive or not.

My thoughts snapped back to Satan when he broke the silence, "Now where were we?" He turned back to face me and began roughly kissing me. I was a moaning mess as he began fondling my breasts.

Satans POV
I was kissing her like crazy, so head over heels in love with her, wanting every inch of her body. I began playing with her breasts and she moaned into the kiss, she was enjoying this and it made me feel good. I began to trace my hand down her side and over her hips when she pushed away from me, her eyes filled with sadness and fear. "Y-y/N what's wrong? Did I do something wrong?" I quickly spoke up, I didn't want to upset her or make her uncomfortable.
"S-satan I've got to go..." she quickly stood up and ran from her room, leaving me staring at the door. Do I follow after her? She clearly doesn't want to be around me! Against my better judgment, I ran out of her room after her, if there was one thing I'd learnt from my books it was that girls love it when you chase after them. Was this a test? I hated the idea of upsetting her, the look in her eyes looked so real to me. I chased down the corridor but I had no clue where she would have gone. I needed to talk with her, but I couldn't find her anywhere. After about 30 minutes of searching I retreated to her room, I'd wait here until she came back. She had to come back right?

Your POV
I pulled away from Satan as his hands began tracing my hips. I couldn't do this to him, I was so torn between him and Lucifer and I couldn't hurt him by using him. All of the brothers had assured me they were all okay with it, but it was wrong to me. I shouldn't have slept with Asmodeus the other night, I'm so careless with my body and I don't want to hurt anyone. I couldn't stay here with Satan, just to use him and leave him like I'd done with Asmo. I hate myself for what I did with every inch of my being. I ran from the room, part of me hoping he'd follow me and tell me it was all okay, but deep down I knew that that would just make me feel worse for pushing my emotions on to him. I made my way to Lucifers private library. I'd found the secret room at the back of it about 3 months into the exchange programme. There was a section of bookshelves that weren't real bookshelves and if you pushed on them you revealed a small hidden room - an armchair and a blanket in the middle, out of sight and out of mind. I'd turned it into my own little safe space as soon as I found it, gradually bringing in snacks and books so I could sit there in comfort when everything got a bit much. Today it was exactly what I needed. I pushed open the bookshelves revealing my little paradise, and slipped into the room, making sure I shut the door behind me. I sat down in the arm chair, pulling the blanket around me and let my sobs overcome me. How could I use them like that? What is wrong with me? How will I ever get one of them to marry me when I treat them so badly? I had no clue what to do, how do I make it up to them? How do I decide? The questions were buzzing round my head for what seemed like hours when the tears slowly began to subside. I grabbed some chocolate (comfort food) and my favourite book from the little pile in the corner if the room. I'd stay here tonight, out of everyone's way until I had my emotions in check and I knew how to stop being a burden.