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Ariadne had always wanted to do it. However, the demon had some reservations about it as she sat in front of him, talking to him about it.
“I’m not sure… I don’t want to hurt you in any way.” The Avatar said quietly, his thumbs twiddling as he looked down, his eyes on his lap. Suddenly, a smaller hand came to rest on his giant one, making him look up.
“Beel… I trust you. I know you won’t hurt me in any circumstance.” She told him softly, caressing his hands. “Plus, I have your pact. As much as I hate to say this, I will invoke it if I begin to feel that things are going out of hand.” The blonde reassured him, leaning forward to kiss him sweetly, her hands resting on his pecs.
Immediately, his larger hands came forward to take hold of her perfect ass, lifting her off the couch with absolutely no effort before setting her down in his lap. Taking the hint, she straddled him. “Alright. But promise me that you’ll make use of our pact in case you feel that I’m losing control.” He demanded before his lips found purchase on her ivory neck.
“Y-Yes…” The woman stuttered out before moaning breathily as he licked a stripe up her throat. “Fuck... B-Beel! ” She groaned out when he sucked on her jugular, hard enough to bruise her porcelain skin.
The ginger smirked against her, his lips moving up her neck, littering little kisses and bites. “Beel… Beel… Kiss me!” Ariadne demanded, frustrated. “Of course, princess.” He replied, capturing her plush lips in a scorching kiss filled with tongue and teeth as he nipped and sucked on her lower lip.
Somewhere in between the intense make-out session, the Avatar of Gluttony managed to flip their positions, seating his pact master on the edge of the hotel room couch before dropping to his knees in front of her. The sight of such a powerful being kneeling in front of her did inexplicable things to her libido, a dark blush blooming across her beautiful face.
His hand reached between her thighs, playing with the hem of her panties. “I’m starting to get hungry now, princess.”
“Please…”
“Please what, babygirl?” Beelzebub asked with a smirk. “You can do better than that, yes? Use your words~”
“P-Please eat me out, Beel-!” She let out wantonly. Without losing a second, he hooked a single, deft finger under the fabric of her panties. Ariadne couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed, as he slowly dragged the G-string down, his eyes widening with curiosity at the black barely-there lace. “Fuck…” He groaned out, imagining just how good she would have looked in just her lingerie. “Did Asmo pick that out for you?”
If he wanted her to reply, she couldn’t think of anything in time as his tongue dove onto her clit to trace a firm line down your cunt. Her legs trembled, hands fisting the fabric of the duvet hard as she tried not to collapse onto Beelzebub’s face. She couldn’t even see his expression, covered by the cloth of the dress she had been wearing for the party, but the things he was doing to her beneath the cover were un-fucking-holy .
“Oh, shit. ” She moaned, raising a wrist to her mouth to stifle the moan. The Avatar’s tongue was fast, flicking back and forth and making the sensitive bud feel like it was electrocuting her. Tears sprang to her eyes as his fingers jutted deep inside her, curling up against her most vulnerable point. The blonde hurriedly pulled the skirt of her dress up to avoid getting it wet, biting it to keep it up and away from the debauchery that was happening between her thighs. In the process, she revealed the demon’s head, and saw that he was already looking straight up at her to watch her reaction.
“Don’t look at me like that.” She whispered breathlessly as she struggled to keep her head straight orgasm after orgasm. The ginger smiled, and Ariadne swore that she felt the grin against her pussy. He kissed the inside of her thigh with a wet smack and looked like he was about to say something before footsteps suddenly thundered down the hall. His eyes widened with alarm. The human gasped. They weren’t even supposed to be out of the party in the first place!
“I don’t think I left it in there.”
The door swung open. Belphie walked in, his footsteps distinctive in their heavy pace.
“I don’t see it. Ugh… this is why we don’t trust you with shit, Mammon.”
“Ugh, where are Ari and Beel even? Ariadne was the one who left it with this idiot anyway.”
Mammon whined something in response, but with her focus on keeping herself quiet under the ginger’s ministrations, she couldn’t make out what he had said. She also heard Leviathan and Satan speak something but couldn’t make out what.
“Yeah… lemme check the bed. Maybe it got hidden under the blankets.”
The blonde thought she was going to explode, not having had a breath the entire time the other members had walked in. And, to add to her misery, Beelzebub’s fingers were still fucking her, slower as to not make obvious noises, but still reaching so deep that it took every ounce of willpower she had to conceal your spasming orgasms. His cock was hard and firm against her ass as the two of them lay spooning each other, trying to look as small and inconspicuous as possible on the bed while forgetting just how huge the glutton actually was. She was sure that if anybody looked at the messy bundle of sheets closely, they’d see the vibrations of her body uncontrollably grinding back onto the Avatar of Gluttony. Her wetness was pooling on the sheet beneath her, the air under the blanket was suffocating and humid, and if anyone pulled the covers down then everybody would see this. See her like this. Beelzebub’s fingers curled up into her tensely as he froze in anticipation, His brothers sounding to be right beside him. She felt something cold and hard press against her back.
“Beel just texted.” Belphie announced all of the sudden, and you deflated with relief as the footsteps paused. “He says they’re in the lobby.”
“I thought we already looked there?”
“Let’s just look again.” Satan scowled. “We’re running out of time.”
The demons hurriedly exited, shutting the door behind them. Ariadne waited a couple seconds after hearing the lock engage before finally pulling her hand off of her mouth, gasping loudly for breath. She felt like she’d suddenly gotten a headache from the intracranial pressure of holding back her screams.
“Beel!” She accused, finding the strength to roll away from him and pull down her dress. “What if we got caught?!”
“So what if we got caught?” He grinned. He looked down at his hand, still so glossy with the remnants of her cum, and made sure she was watching before licking his deft fingers like he’d just enjoyed a gourmet French three course meal. “We didn’t, did we?”
She huffed indignantly, finding her purse on the floor and rummaging through for her DDD. Sure enough, there were three missed calls from Belphie and a couple texts on the HoL group chat.
“I’m going to go deliver this to them.” The woman muttered, hastily patting your face to make sure her makeup wasn’t streaming down her cheeks. “You… I’ll have a word with you later.”
“Wait a second~” He sang as she was about to charge out of the door. Frustrated, she whirled back around.
“What now?”
The blonde saw him swinging something around his finger like a flag. Once it stopped circling, she recognized the black fabric. The Avatar’s smirk was absolutely evil.
“Forgetting something?”