Obey Me! One Shots & Scenarios [Shall We Date?]

Under the Table Pt 2: Satan x [F] Reader 🍈

"Y/n? Why won't you let me in?"
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"If you don't feel so well, let me come in and help you feel better"
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"Y/n?"

The next few days were awkward, to say the least. You began avoiding Satan all day, every day in an attempt to lose the feelings you've caught for him. After all this time, Satan showed no interest in becoming lovers despite your obviously intimate relationship. You didn't want to waste any more time on false feelings.

About a week after his confession at the table, the avatar of wrath was at his wits end. He was at a loss for why your attitude towards him changed so quickly. Maybe you were on your period? No, you always came to him for comfort during that time. Maybe you had a new boyfriend to spend time with? No, you spent all your time in your room alone and Lucifer would be heavily investigating anyone you built a relationship with outside of the House.

Satan couldn't take it anymore. The lonely nights, the quiet meals, the solo study sessions. He begged you to explain yourself every time you crossed paths, which was very infrequent. He texted you throughout the day and night hoping for some kind of response. But of course, he was left with nothing. He'd approach his brothers asking if they knew what's wrong, but to them, you seemed like your normal self. Only when Satan was around did you shut down. Little did Satan know, you confessed everything to Asmo, the love guru himself, hoping he could give you advice.

With no response from within your room, Satan let out a heavy sigh and walked away from your door. He trudged down the stairs and into the kitchen where Beel was ravaging through a half eaten sandwich. "Oh, hey Satan. What's up? You don't look that great". Satan narrowed his eyes at his younger brother and shook his head. "Nothing". "Is it Y/n?", Beel asked. The blonde took a deep breath to keep tears from falling. "It has nothing to do with you". "Well," Beel said between bites, "I think it does have to do with me if you're this upset about her. I don't really like seeing any of you guys hurt".

Satan folded his arms on the counter and rested his forehead down on his arm and closed his eyes. "I'm not upset, I'm just", a growl in Satan's voice and the growth of curled horns alerted Beel, "frustrated". Beelzebub put his sandwich down and placed on his elder brother's back. "Hey, you need to calm down. Don't do something you're going to regret".

Another pair of footsteps walked into the kitchen. Asmo sighed and crossed his arms across his chest, slowly shaking his head. "Tsk tsk, you're so dense". Satan moved just his eyes to look at Asmo. "The hell are you talking about?", the blonde grumbled. His brother placed his hands on Satan's cheeks, lifting his head to look up at him. Suddenly, Asmo's fingers pried Satan's eyes open wide as he yelled, "Wake up you moron! You spend all that time with her and do all that lovey dovey stuff and you insist you're just friends! She's avoiding you to lose her feelings for you 'cause you're just leading her on if you don't face the truth! Now get up there, fix what you've done and tell her you love her!".

Asmo released his grip on Satan whose eyes remained wide. His brother made hand gestures to go up the stairs. Satan followed his instruction after a slap to the butt. He frowned and rubbed his rear as he walked up the stairs and down the hall to your bedroom door.

I didn't want to ruin what we had by taking things to the next level, but now I think I have ruined everything by not doing so.

A sharp knock on the door woke you from a restful nap. You yawned and slowly sat upright. "One second!", you called. The cold carpet chilled your bare feet and you walked up to the door. "Who is it?", you asked with your hand on the gilded knob.

"Uh, it's me.. again", a familiar voice replied. You bit your lip and pulled your hand away from the knob, wishing you hadn't answered. "Now that I know you're listening, please hear me out". You took a breath, remaining silent.

"Y/n, I... Asmo told me everything. I didn't want to lose what we had, or what I hope we still have. So I didn't want anything to change because I thought it was perfect. I'm just as guilty for letting it go too far and developing feelings for you, feelings that I was afraid to accept. But neither of us can bury those feelings anymore. Y/n, I love you. Please let me hold you again.".

You held the doorknob once more. He does love me. He wants this to work just as much as I do. I don't know whether to kill or thank Asmo.

You heard Satan sigh from behind the door and his hand releasing the doorknob. Before he walked away, you quickly pulled the door open and grabbed his arm. With a strong force, you pulled him towards you and wrapped your arms around his torso in a tight embrace. Satan returned the hug without hesitation, nestling his head in the crook of your neck to take in your scent. Your voice was muffled against his chest, "I missed you". "I missed you too", he whispered while placing light kisses on your neck.

Satan leaned away from your neck and looked down the hall. He looked back down at you before grabbing your doorknob and pulling you inside with him. The door shut a bit louder than you would have liked, but it was locked shut regardless. You were pulled back up against his frame, your chin being lifted to meet his gaze. He looked down at your lips then kissed them with vigorous passion. Your lips elegantly moved with his; tongues carelessly colliding with each round of movement.

"Y/n", he muttered against your lips. "Hm?", you responded. You felt his hand slide up your body and gently grasp your throat.

"Get on the bed".

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Requested by the boo: cashmeresheep
Woo the long awaited part 2! Hope you enjoy! ❤️
~ Clover ☘️