â˘Cheyenne ⢠She/her⢠Pan⢠â˘26 year old anime trash⢠I like dinosaurs, bees, and memes Man, idk I just wanna make people happy @devildomsexting
imagine after you sent Levi to the small job at hocus pocus, heâs tired and needs a rest, and you just hold him gently to your chest and play with his hair. you keep praising him and he smiles tiredly at you, listening to your random coos of âyou did great levi, im so proud.â and he gently protests as you kiss his sweaty forehead, but gives up pretty soon.
***I promise I'll get back to working on The Façade of the Suitor soon. I just want to do one more thing for the Deaf!MC AU and then I'll be back in business. That being said, thank you guys for the support you've been giving this AU thus far! I'm so glad you're enjoying it! -B ***
Summary: One minute MC was sleeping in their cozy room in the human world, the next they're trapped in the Devildom with a bunch of, admittedly cute, demons and no hearing aids. Being deaf and surrounded by morons is not a good combo.
Part 1,
As Solomon walked back to the living room, he could hear the sound of Diavolo's panicked voice and Lucifer's soothing one speaking over him.
He rolled his eyes. The Prince had been a mess ever since you went unconscious. The exchange program had only just started and one of his charges had already gone unconscious; it wasn't looking good for Diavolo.
Whatever chaos was happening in the room without Solomon, quickly ended as soon as he entered. Diavolo rushed over to him, looking at the wizard with frantic and desperate eyes.
"What happened? Are they okay? Did I kill them?"
Solomon snorted and crossed his arms in amusement. "I assure you that they are perfectly fine," he glanced around Diavolo at a stressed-out Lucifer. "It would appear that you missed a rather important detail about them in your paperwork. MC is Deaf."
Lucifer blinked at him multiple times. "That's impossible. I thoroughly checked their medical records several times. They are not Deaf."
Solomon shrugged and casually plopped down into a seat next to Asmodeus. "Well considering when they awoke, I had tried talking to them for an entire two minutes, and they still hadn't noticed I was there until they opened their eyes and saw me. I believe that saying they're deaf wouldn't be incorrect," he paused before tilting his head. "Not to mention there's the fact that they're fluent in sign language and told me themself that they are, in fact, Deaf."
The room went silent for a moment before a loud snort pierced the air. Suddenly Satan was doubled over cackling with laughter. "How in the Seven Rings did you manage to miss something so important?!"
"Shut it!" Lucifer snarled. Satan's laughter only doubled in volume.
Lucifer sighed and turned to Diavolo. He bowed deeply in shame. "Forgive me, Lord Diavolo. I don't know how this happened."
Diavolo looked back at the door and stroked his chin. "Although a notice ahead of time about MC's disability would've been greatly appreciated, it hardly changes the current situation. MC is now in the Devildom, and they will be completing the exchange program enlisted under your watch. Do you or any of your brothers know sign language?"
Asmodeus smirked and leaned on the arm of his chair towards Diavolo. "I can say all kinds of things with my body," he smiled and batted his eyes flirtatiously. "Would you like to see?"
Diavolo and Solomon laughed while the other brothers groaned.
"Haha, no! That is not quite what I meant, but thank you Asmodeus," Diavolo responded.
The Avatar of Lust shrugged and went back to leaning against Solomon.
Beel scratched the back of his neck. "I talk with my hands when my mouth is full. But it's nothing really official. Just a bunch of vague gestures really."
Everyone turned to Lucifer.
The eldest sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "No. Out of the dozens of languages that I do speak, sign language is not one of them," he dragged his hand down his face as though he was physically trying to wipe the stress off his body. "Mammon was supposed to be in charge of watching over and protecting them, but the idiot can barely speak proper English, forget anything else. Leviathan...potentially picked up a little bit of it from the shows that he watches, but I can't be certain."
"Oh dear, how unfortunate," Satan spoke in a mischievous amused tone. He didn't even look up from his book as he casually flipped the pages. "It would appear that I am the only one of us capable of communicating the human."
Lucifer narrowed his eyes at Satan before turning to Diavolo. "Give me two days, and I will be fluent. In the meantime, they can stay with Solomon."
Diavolo chuckled and patted Lucifer's shoulder. "Now now, Lucifer, it'll be hard enough for MC to adjust to the Devildom without them bouncing from place to place. It's best if they stay here. I'm sure Satan will be a fine interpreter for all of you until you pick up the language."
Satan's chest puffed up a little bit as he smirked gloatingly at Lucifer. "Exactly, brother dear. What's the matter? Do you not trust me?"
"No, I don't," Lucifer answered without hesitation. He got up and grabbed a pad of paper that had been laying on the table before leaving the room.
Satan let out a shout of protest as he quickly followed his brother; the rest followed him out of pure curiosity.
Lucifer led the group to your room, writing as he walked, and threw open the door.
You yelped at the sudden intrusion and looked at the group in shock. Your eyes fell onto an amused Solomon. You frantically began to sign. "What's going on?"
Satan grinned sadistically and stepped forward, raising his hands, before he was shoved aside by Lucifer. The eldest quickly handed you a cellular device and a pad of paper, which read:
MC, My name is Lucifer. I am the eldest of the brothers here and the Avatar of Pride. Welcome to the Devildom and the House of Lamentation. I apologize that we were not better prepared to accommodate your disability. What I've handed you is a D.D.D. It works similar to a cell phone in your world. There is a text-to-voice app on there that can use to communicate with us if you are comfortable.
Then underlined heavily it said:
Satan, the fourth born amongst us brothers and the Avatar of Wrath, will be your interpreter. He may appear nice and innocent, but do not believe what he says. I am personally working on learning sign language and will be able to better accommodate you shortly.
You frowned at that part. If you weren't able to trust your interpreter, you might as well have no interpreter at all! You huffed in annoyance and opened up the D.D.D. to the formally mentioned app.
As you were doing so, Satan took the page and quickly read it over. He scoffed and turned to Lucifer. "Really? Are you trying to scare them away from the only person that they can easily communicate with?"
Lucifer raised an eyebrow at him. "I just want to them to be aware that you may not be entirely truthful with them for your own amusement. Am I, wrong?"
Satan opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted by an electronic voice. "If I apparently can't trust what he says, what's the point of having an interpreter at all?" Satan gestured to you, as though to emphasize your point. You continued, "Besides, I can read lips. I just need you to face me and talk clearly with precise lip movements, if you can, and I should be able to get a general idea of what you're saying."
Satan smiled at you and signed, "Ignore him. He's just upset because I can do something that he can't. He's sensitive like that. Satan, by the way. A pleasure to meet you."
You chuckled causing Lucifer to eye you both skeptically. Lucifer huffed and crossed his arms. "I don't like this, but I suppose there isn't any other choice."
Diavolo patted Lucifer's back as he approached you. His gentle golden eyes met yours, and he smiled. "I understand this is a lot to take in. I truly think that you will do well down here though. You're in the safest house in all of the Devildom, aside from my castle. As an exchange student, there will be tasks for you to complete and a paper that will be written at the end of your year-long stay. I hope that you will come to enjoy yourself here."
You shook your head in disbelief. There really was no getting out of this. Whether you liked it or not, this was where you would be staying for the next year. But that didn't mean you had to make it easy for them. You'd prove that your disability and being human did not mean that you would be taking this lying down.
You looked Lucifer dead in the eyes as you pressed play on your message. "I don't like this, but I suppose there isn't any other choice."
The eldest brother's eyes darkened as the other cackled around. Satan beamed at you as he signed. "Oh we are going to have so much fun."
*** And that is part two! So Satan will be this MC's caretaker rather than Mammon, and MC will meet Mammon and Leviathan later on in a different fic. I'm really loving this MC. I think this will be a fun one! Thanks, everyone for joining me and supporting my first-ever AU! I'll get back to The Facade of the Suitor now đ đ ***
Oooh a request!! I know you did a poly sick!fic recently, but now that Iâm sick I could really use some Levi doting on a feverish MC and not letting any of the other brothers near them because he can take care of them himself âI know what to do Iâve seen this plenty of times in animeâ . Kinda jealous/possessive, but not yandere-ish if that makes sense!! Love you hun and thank you for the amazing content you continue to provide!!
-Devildomsexting
Rating: General Audiences
Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Category: GN/M
Relationship: Main Character/Leviathan (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Leviathan (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!)/Reader
Fandom: Shall We Date?: Obey Me!
Characters: Leviathan (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Main Character (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), every other brother makes a small appearance but they are not the focus
Additional Tags: fluff, sick!fic
Summary: You have gotten ill around a bunch of demons who don't have the first clue how to take care of you. Well, that's not exactly true; one brother consumes enough human media to understand the basics. The anime basics, anyway...
A/N: I saw your update about you getting ill. Please take care and get better soon, hun! In the meantime, enjoy some fluff. Get plenty of rest and take it easy.
This would have been up sooner for you, but it. Just. kept. Getting. longer.
102.8°F. It was official. You were sick as a dog and the cough coming out of your throat sounded like the bark to match. Taking care of one sick human shouldnât be so hard, but they quickly realized just how different a sick human was from a sick demon. At least you werenât sweating blood⌠but they needed to figure out what to do.
âWell, someone is going to have to take care of them,â even if none of them quite knew what to do about a sick human of all things. It didnât seem to be quite the same as the illnesses they were accustomed to, âI wonder if there are any texts on human illne-â
âIâll do it!â
Lucifer was pulled from his thoughts as he looked up at Levi, who was raising a shaky hand and looking toward the ground as if afraid to make eye contact. He sighed, âI appreciate your enthusiasm but we need someone that actually knows what they-â
âI know what to do.â The words came out louder than he intended, so he quickly quieted down, âIâve seen this before. In anime.â Every romance has an episode where one of the love interests takes care of the other. Itâs part of the buildup to get them together.
Not that he was thinking about that! He just knew what to do!
âAs long as it isnât my job.â Belphie yawned before dozing off again, content that responsibility had been foisted onto someone other than him.
Mammon cleared his throat, âOi! Ya should leave that kind of work to yer big brother. I gotta show my responsibility somehow.â
"I don't need your help, Mammon..." he nearly growled under his breath.
There was an eerie silence around the room before Beel addressed the obvious, âDo you know anything about taking care of sick humans?â That was the only reason he hadnât volunteered himself. As much as he wanted to be with you and make sure you were alright, he didnât know the first thing that may help.
âIt canât be that hard.â After all, if Levi could do itâŚ
âThe answer is no, Mammon.â Lucifer bit back, âIâm not risking you somehow killing our exchange student. Or worse. Levi at least has some level of understanding, so we will leave this to him.â
Satan shook his head, âAlthough I wonder how much understanding one can have from watching cartoons.â
âItâs anime and itâs a form of art so powerful that it can capture the complicated emotions people feel, both in stories that mimic our real lives and in ones that show us new realities.â
âThat sounds like a fancy way of saying yer a nerd,â Mammon scoffed.
"You're not going to touch them!"
Lucifer could already feel the headache they were all giving him, âGo, Levi.â He didnât have to be told twice to follow that direction, so he turned about-face and tried to hide his inner excitement as he made his way toward your room. Meanwhile, âMammon, since you want to help so badly, you can help me find if there are any books on human-safe remedies.â
âEh?!â He went slack-jawed while his other brotherâs laughed at his stupidity.
~~~
Should he knock? It was your room, but you were sick so you werenât going to open the door for him. Wait! That was perfect. He would knock on your door, confused when you didnât answer, then come in and find you sick! That was a great setup!
So he knocked and waited, wondering how long he was supposed to stand outside your door before going in. It was probably long enough already, so he turned the handle of your door and peered inside. Just as he suspected, you were lying on your bed, curled under what looked like an avalanche of blankets as you napped. He swallowed the lump in his throat before slipping in.
This is the part where he was supposed to be shocked at your current state and check your temperature, so he walked toward your bed slowly and placed his forehead against your own. It was strange being so close to you, but this was always how heâd seen it done. Now he understood why the leads always blushed when they did this.
On a more serious note: yeah, you were definitely burning up and you were much sweatier than he expected.
âHmh?â A small whine came from beneath the pile of blankets, causing him to jump back. You opened your eyes and turned your head toward him, clearly unfocused, âLevi? When did you get here?â Your voice was faint and your tone trailed every which way as you spoke.
âI, uhh, just got here.â
âOh⌠Sorry. I didnât hear you come in.â You attempted to sit up but felt your head swim as soon as you did and went spiraling back toward the pillow below.
âYou donât have to get up.â In fact, you really shouldnât, considering your current state, âIâm here since youâre sick and allâŚâ
You hummed in understanding, only barely understanding what he was saying, âThanks.â You flipped on your side and closed your eyes again, âIâm gonna sleep.â
Okay, yeah, that made sense. You were probably really tired. Although, he wasnât exactly sure what to do with himself while you slept. He had to recall all of his anime knowledge and training. When the love interest was sick, what would the male lead do?
Make them something to eat to keep up their strength and then the episode would usually end with a k-ki-kiss⌠That first thing! He could do that!
All he needed to do was make rice porridge⌠which he immediately started looking up while walking toward the kitchen. It seemed simple enough, but he wasn't sure if Devildom rice would work the same as human realm rice. The rice you were used to looked so white and soft and fluffy. The rice he usually ate was more grey and rough as sandpaper. At least it was still fluffy. And it would hopefully still make a good porridge.
He grabbed the rice and salt and began to fill a pot with water. He placed it on the stove and waited while it heated up, feeling impatient as he watched for any sign of bubbles and finally dumping in the rice. This always looked so much faster in anime.
"What are you doing?"
Levi practically jumped out of his skin at the voice suddenly speaking from behind him. His head whipped around to see Asmo practically leaning against the counter, hand halfway into a box of cookies that Beel somehow hadn't managed to completely devour yet.
"Food," he stammered out, "This is supposed to be good for them."
The younger demon looked at the slowly simmering pot and slipped the cookie into his mouth, "It looks so bland. Shouldn't you make them something better?"
"This is what you're supposed to do." He wasn't exactly sure why he was supposed to do it, but he trusted what he'd been taught.
There was a brief pause, âAnd whoâs watching our cute little human while youâre here?â Asmo asked, trying to hide the fact that he'd taken a second cookie.
âUmm, well, I meanâŚâ
âOhhh~ Does that mean theyâre all by themselves? Maybe I should go take a peek and see how theyâre doing since you seem to be bu-â
âNo!â He shouted without thinking, âI can take care of them by myself!â As if he would allow Asmo of all people to interfere with this very important job. He wasnât trying to set up a love triangle.
Not that he was thinking about that!
âOh, donât let me stop you then~â Asmo giggled, before skipping off with another stolen cookie. This was too delicious of a development and he didnât want to interfere. Spreading a few rumors though? He could definitely do that.
Now Levi was even more embarrassed than he already was.
Ugggg! Whatever.
He just needed to finish making this porridge and then get back to you. Although, he wondered if it was supposed to look so much like frozen broth that hadnât quite melted all the way⌠But he followed the recipe, so this had to be it.
So he dished the slop into a bowl and stared in wonder at his hard work. This was bound to make you feel better. Now he just had to get it to you and wake you up so you could eat. Then you would be healthy again.
He only realized how he had overfilled the bowl once he started walking and had to carefully keep the contents from slashing over the brim. Opening your door was a complete another task, since every time he tried to shift the bowl into a single hand the porridge would threaten to tip the entire thing. Eventually, once frustration had set in, he remembered that he had a tail that he could use to help him out and shifted into his demon form. Hopefully, no one noticed that embarrassing little momentâŚ
Now that his brain was working again, he opened your door and walked inside. He was completely taken aback when he saw you lying in bed, clearly watching something on your DDD based on the music coming from it.
âYouâre awake?â Now he felt bad that heâd left you alone for so long.
You looked over at him, giving a small smile, âSorry. Iâve been in and out of it all day. Being sick sucks, yâknow?â If it was anything like his sick days you would be floating face down in a tank of water, so he actually really didnât know. You looked at the bowl in his hands and raised a brow, âWhatâs that?â
âOh, I made you some food.â He stepped closer and held it out to you, âIf youâre hungry.â
âOh?â You turned off the video and set your DDD to the side, âYou didnât have to do that.â
Maybe not, but he definitely wanted to.
You took the bowl from his outstretched hands, grateful for any kind of food, even if it looked like swamp mud. It at least tasted good and it went down easy, although it was very gritty. It was embarrassing how he watched you eat though.
As soon as you were down to only a small puddle of porridge in the bowl, you set it aside, "Thank you."
âYouâre welcome.â As long as you liked it, he was happy.
âSoooooo, is this the part where you kiss me?â The words slipped out so easily with your head overheating and your judgment was lacking.
âHuh?â
âWell, you're following anime tropes, right? Thatâs why you made me porridge and did that âpressing your forehead against mineâ thing?â You laughed softly, which soon turned into coughing. Once you stopped, you cleared your throat, "Sorry. It was a joke "
But it was too late. Leviâs face had turned bright pink at the thought of kissing you and he couldnât hide his joy at the possibility, âI- I couldnât. Iâm not, I mean, youâre-â
Bvcfhnkkcfhj. YOU WERE SO DUMB AND HE WAS SO CUTE AND YOUR JUDGEMENT AND USUAL FILTER WERE CURRENTLY BROKEN!
You cleared your throat, trying to hide your own blush (not that it was difficult given how red you already were due to your fever), âYouâre right. Iâm sick. We should save it for when Iâm better.â If you did it now he might get sick too. Could demons even catch human viruses? You werenât risking finding out, âBut, umm, you might have to remind me. Remembering things is kind of hard right now.â
"Are you sure?" It had to be your fever talking. There was no way you would ever want to really kiss him. He was just some disgusting loser and you were... you.
You pulled the blanket over your nose, "Well, waiting is kind of hard. I wouldn't mind one on the forehead just for now." Your large, watery eyes looked up at him with a silent plea. You were sick and dumb and you wanted him to kiss you.
Levi was nearly paralyzed, his heart hammering in his chest as he stared back into your eyes. This couldn't really be happening? To him of all people? He must have been dreaming! But if this was a dream, then there was no reason he couldn't indulge.
So he grabbed your hand in his own, trying to keep from letting his nerves cause him to shake any more than he already was, and leaned forward slowly as he waited for you to tell him again that you were joking. That moment never came though.
As soon as he pressed his lips against your forehead, he quickly backed away, "Sorry! I shouldn't have done that." How could he have done that? He must have been crazy!
"No. That was," wonderful? Fantastic? Sending your heart into orbit? "It was nice." And you couldn't wait to get better so you could try it again. You were positive that, despite how hard it was to think at the moment, you wouldn't forget to ask for a real one when the time came.
I LOVE IT THANK YOU SO MUCH NAOMI THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT I NEEDED đđđ Iâm still bedridden but at least I have my darling Levi to take care of me
Summary: You dress up for Levi sometimes. It's time he returns the favor.
A request on AO3: "There's plenty of fanfic out there about MC dressing up as Ruri or another character for Levi... How about a role reversal? MC makes Levi dress up as her favorite character for sexy time? I don't have a preference for which character Levi has to dress up as, I just figured, he likes cosplay, he'd at least try it once, for his MC."
"Fuck! Your cock feels so good~" You mewled loudly, not caring if anyone heard you from just outside your room or not. It wasn't like they weren't used to the sounds of you in the throes of passion, although they definitely weren't as used to you being the submissive one between you and Levi so it would probably catch them off guard.
If you could be bothered to focus on anything but your own pleasure, you would see the way his cheeks nearly glowed red with embarrassment, but also with something else. When it came to you both, you had always taken the lead because he didn't trust himself to satisfy you with his limited knowledge and skills, but right now he felt something coiling deep in his gut. It wound tighter and tighter with each thrust he made and every cry out of your mouth as he buried himself to the base.
You hadn't expected your little cosplay session to end up like this, but life was full of surprises. The best one of the night was how Levi looked dressed as one of your current favorite characters. Seeing him clad in the black coat, pants, and boots of one of your favorite men was a new experience. The best part was the little red charm that hung from his side. He had prepped it so meticulously that you swear you could see the fire symbol inside of it sparkle as light passed through. And the second he tried on the long red wig to finish the look? Well... Hot damn! You suddenly understood why people were into this kind of thing.
You had jumped his bones the second he was fully dressed, unable to hold yourself back from stripping him of all that clothing and seeing just what was underneath. Somewhere along the way (and you weren't sure where) you had jokingly called him by the character's name and admitted to having fantasies about him every now and again. It was bad enough that Levi had to share you with his brothers, but now you were expecting him to compete with someone that didn't even exist? There was no way the avatar of envy could stand that kind of slight. Now you were here, on your back with one leg slung over his shoulder as he buried himself inside of your warmth, the hair from his wig cascading gently onto your chest and tickling every inch of skin that it brushed over.
"I want you so much." You reached up, spreading your arms and inviting him to lie against your chest.
He dipped his head down, finding one of your nipples and pinching it between his teeth, causing you to scream something incoherent. His fingers dug into your soft flesh as his grip tightened, allowing him to sink himself even deeper into you, "You're so tight. Do you really want this guy to screw you that badly?"
You try to shake your head but can only toss it back as you feel him press against your deepest parts, "No. I -ngh- want you more, Levi."
"Say it again." His voice was low and commanding, something you weren't used to from him.
"WantyousobadLeviGonnacumpleasedontstop." You beg him as you feel yourself beginning to cross over the edge and begin to tumble over the edge. Levi obliges and continues to pump himself inside of you, feeling himself reaching his own release along with you. Your walls clench around him violently as you scream from deep in your chest.
Just as Levi began to hit his own peak, he pulled out of your heat and unloaded himself onto your stomach. You collapsed onto the bed, trying to catch your breath as you came down from your high. Your lower stomach had a trail of white spread across it, leaving the spots where it was settled feeling warm.
Your boyfriend stared down at you, panic spreading across his face from how loose your muscles seemed to have become after your orgasm, "Hey! Are you alright?"
The only thing you could do was hum and laugh, your mind completely fried after everything that happened, "Shoo gud." You giggled again and reached between your legs to spread yourself open and give him another view of the hole he had just been fucking, "Wan' chu more..."
Levi could feel the next wave of heat that rolled through him as you prompted him through slurred speech. Part of him felt bad for doing something so intense with you and allowing his possessiveness to threaten your safety, but the other part was staring at your blissed-out expression and enjoying the thought that he had brought you to this state. Who knew that somewhere deep inside that he was a switch with a tendency for seeing your fucked silly face. All it took was some kind of excuse so he could let his jealousy and confidence take over. That would be good to remember for the future...
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It's another fluff night, with Levi! It's been a while since I wrote for him, and I wanted to make this soft and sweet because he deserves it.
Word Count : 1.9K
Warnings : Slight jealousy from Levi;
âDid it come in yet?!â He shouted as he bounded down the stairs, coming to a halt at the landing when he saw you and Beel walking in the door together. âOh⌠I guess notâŚâ His purple hair curtained around his face as he looked down at his feet, awkwardly shuffling them to hide the fact that he was so obviously jealous. âIâll be up in my room.â He muttered, turning his back and walking back up the stairs. The whole thing happened so quickly that you didnât even have a moment to talk to him.
Levi was your best friend. You did everything together, unless it involved leaving the house, but he always told you that there was no reason to actually step foot outside the front door, that he had everything the both of you needed up in his room. If it wasnât there, heâd just order it on Akuzon and get same day shipping. He was adorable in the sense that he never wanted you to leave his side, and although the two of you werenât an item and you werenât dating, he would get immensely jealous if you ever did anything with any of his brothers. Hence why heâs acting the way he is now.
âWere you not supposed to go grocery shopping with me?â Beel was a sweetheart, and out of all the brothers, he was the least likely to actually purposely try to drive a wedge between you and Levi. He cared about you, and if Levi was upset, that also meant that youâd be upset too. Not only did he care about you, but he cared deeply about all of his brothers. Heâd never do anything to hurt Levi, and seeing his brother so happy brought him joy as well. âMaybe I should talk to himâŚâ
You shook your head, knowing very well that Levi wouldnât want to hear it from Beel. Heâd want to talk to you about it. Levi didnât want to seem weak in front of his brothers, even if all of them knew that he was the avatar of envy, showing his jealousy to his brothers over you was just⌠embarrassing to him. âIâll talk to him. You know how he gets.â Beel hummed in agreement, grabbing the grocery bags out of your hands so you could go up to Leviâs room and ease his mind.
It was clear that he was agitated, something that heâd never actually voice to you. You didnât even have to see him to know that he was, the sound of his keyboard clicking gave it away. Heâd always press the keys a little harder, slam the mouse down when he got too close to the edge of the mousepad. His huffing and puffing was just an added factor to let you know just how agitated he really was. With a deep breath, you knocked on the door, hoping that he could hear you over the headphones that you already knew he was wearing. âGo away. Iâm busy.â You sighed loudly as you leaned your head against the door, knocking again. âI said go away!â He shouted, and you heard the mouse slam back down on the desk. He wasnât going to let you in, and you werenât just going to let him angrily sulk in his room for the rest of the night, so you decided to just let yourself in.
âToo busy to talk to me?â You asked as you walked into the room, leaning against the wall next to his desk. He looked up at you once, huffing quietly before turning back to his screens. At least he had kept his headphones off, so maybe heâd listen to you, even if he didnât say anything back. âYou donât have to talk⌠I can talk.â You mumbled, but it would be better if he at least replied once, or maybe even nodded. âI donât know why youâre acting like this. I went to the store to get groceries for dinner.â You shouldnât have to explain yourself to him, but maybe itâll ease his mind a little, even if the grocery bags were very noticeable. He needed that reassurance, which wasnât really a problem, but also, you werenât actually together so this shouldnât even be a big deal to him.
He pulled the headphones off completely and turned his chair to face you in one swift movement. You could see the hurt, the anger in his eyes. He was upset about this, and even though it didnât make sense to you, the feelings made sense to him. âYou went with Beel!â His shouting kind of threw you off, it actually made you jump a little. It was different from him shouting at you from behind the door, now that you could see his face, you could actually see how serious he was. You being with Beel not only upset him, it pissed him off. âYouâre always going somewhere with one of them when you could be in here with me! Why?!â His question almost made you laugh, and you would have if you werenât worried about how heâd react. He was still a demon after all, and the last thing you wanted to do was piss him off more.
âI like getting out of the house sometimes, Levi.â You sighed quietly, slowly taking a couple steps closer to him, reaching out to place your hand on his shoulder. âJust because I go shopping with them or leave the house with one of them, it doesnât mean I donât like spending time with you.â That should have been clear to him considering you came up to his room to make sure he was alright immediately. âYou donât like leaving the house⌠You donât even like leaving your room. Iâm not going to ask you because youâre just going to tell me to order whatever it is that I want or need off of Akuzon.â He didnât like hearing that, mainly because you were right, but things were also a lot easier when everything could just be delivered. He rolled his eyes, and you could see the small pout forming on his lips. âYou can go out shopping with me next time if youâd like?â
âItâs not just thatâŚâ He mumbled, and you could see the blush forming on his cheeks, his hands folded on his lap as his thumbs twirled over one another. âI donât like seeing you with any of them.â He was quiet, and it almost seemed like he didnât want you to hear him say that. His avatar was shining through more than ever right now. âI mean⌠What if one of them likes you? What if one of them makes a move on you or asks you out? What about me?â He was so bothered by this, his legs were bouncing, it seemed like he couldnât keep still. This was something that was eating away at him, and if he had just talked about it sooner with you, you could have put the whole thing to rest. Instead, he waited for all of his feelings to pile up until they all boiled over, and there was no need for it.
âLevi, in case you didnât realize⌠I donât like any of them. I like you.â His body kind of froze up when you said it, and you could hear a small noise which sounded a little like a squeal rise up out of him. âI want to go shopping with you⌠I want to leave the house with you. I like being with you, Levi.â The squeal got a little louder as he finally turned his head to look up at you, his cheeks now burning a bright red, and the look of anger and sadness in his eyes had changed to something between confusion and adoration.
âM-Me? Are you sure?â You let out a small snort before nodding your head. The Levi that you came to know and love was back in all of his nervous, slightly awkward glory. It was funny that he had been so hell bent against you being with any of his brothers in any type of way, but once you told him that you wanted to be with him, as if he was giving you any other option, now heâs confused and questioning you. âI guess⌠I was waiting for something to come in⌠but⌠because I wanted to make it specialâŚâ You raised one of your eyebrows at him, not really knowing what he was getting at, but you were pretty sure that heâd explain, or at least get to what he was leading up to. He finally got up from his chair, grabbing your hands and holding them tightly. You could feel that he was shaking, and sweating a little. His palms were clammy, and you wanted to tell him to calm down, but you worried that doing so would make him back out from whatever he was doing altogether. âThe delivery can wait⌠I just⌠I really like you, Y/N⌠A lot⌠and I want you to be⌠w-with me⌠I want you to be my human.â He took a deep breath after saying it, like it had taken everything out of him to even say that, and for him it probably did. At this point his face was redder than a tomato, and it seemed like he was holding his breath waiting for you to respond.
You didnât want to keep him waiting because in all honesty, you had been waiting for him to ask for such a long time, you didnât want to keep yourself waiting either. You were beyond happy, ecstatic even, and you couldnât even find the words to say in the moment, so you did the only thing you could think of doing to show him that you wanted to be his. You pulled your hands away from his and quickly moved them up to cup his face, leaning up on your toes to press a kiss to his lips. He wasnât expecting it, and his lips parted slightly as he let out a small gasp, but he moved his own hands to your hips, pulling you a little closer to him as he deepened the kiss. You werenât expecting it from him, but he had probably been waiting for this to happen, and it was probably much better for him than having to make the move himself.
By the time you pulled back, you both were breathless, and he seemed a little dazed. It was adorable, he was adorable, and as much as you would have liked to, you had to keep yourself from kissing him again just for being so damn cute. âSo what was it that y-â
The knock on the front door came, loud and rhythmic. You saw his eyes light up, his head whipping towards his closed bedroom door. âIt came in!â He ran to the door, turning to face you quickly as he stepped out. âPick something to wear⌠Weâre going out!â You shook your head as you watched him move out of view, running down the hall to get whatever it was that he had been waiting for. Things had started off rough, but maybe it was just the way it was supposed to play out. Maybe if you had never gone to the store with Beel, Levi would have never felt the need to actually ask you⌠or maybe he had been planning this all day. Youâd never really know, but in the end, you both had each other.
Your first kiss with Leviathan is awkward, accidental. Turning towards you as you leaned in to kiss his cheek. His eyes wide in surprise, there is a lag before either of you move back. He is red to the tips of his ears mouth opening and closing like a fish. The time lag before either of you pulled away giving him the courage to lean forward and capturing your lips on purpose this time. A surprised squeak escaping you before you melt into him. And Levi knows now, that you feel something for him too. He never thought youâd want him. Not when you could have one of his brothers. He pulls away from you reluctantly. He doesnât want to ruin this but he has to make sure this means something to you. You assure him you want him, pull him back to you, and ask if you can kiss him again. He sputters at you and covers his face with his hands. You canât just say things like that Mc! But he doesnât really want you to stop, your words made him feel wanted, valued. Once he feels in control again he accepts your kisses eagerly. He slips into feeling wanted and wanting in return, distracted enough by holding you to boldly pull you into his lap. Thereâs still disbelief that you would choose him underlying the wave of satisfaction that is knowing how jealous his brothers will be when they find out. Then even that gets swept away in the pleasure of having you.
Relationship: Main Character/Leviathan (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Leviathan (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!)/Reader
Characters: Leviathan (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Main Character (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Reader
Additional Tags: femdom, pegging, dirty talk, anal fingering, blow jobs, partners still learning about each other in bed, no mutual orgasms, but they had fun, implied Poly!MC
Summary: Sometimes you just want to fuck one of your boyfriends. It just so happens that the boyfriend you want today is Levi and his beautiful ass... Now if only he would loosen up about sex...
"Hey," you run your hand through the mess of purple hair in front of you, gripping it near the base to give you some kind of control over your lover, "you can go a little deeper, right?" That was a genuine question. Leviathan was definitely the brother you had to go the slowest with, pushing him only as fast as he was willing to go. You may have been the dom, but he had all the power to decide how quickly you both went.
As if catching onto your meaning, he takes even more of your length into his mouth, feeling the tip of your strap-on hitting the back of his throat. His eyes look up at you, barely masked by his bangs and the angle he's at, and you shudder. Damn, you want to just let loose and fuck his throat already, but you know he's still learning about his own sexuality and you can't push him past where he's comfortable.
"Levi... You're such a good boy." You want to sing his praises and let him know just how much you love seeing his lips wrapped around you and how hot it is to see him enjoy gagging on you, "Keep going, honey."
It's impossible to miss the light blush that crosses his face just before he shuts his eyes so he can focus on doing his job. When the pace of his bob speeds up and, you can tell he's trying to copy what he's seen in hentai, even though you've told him multiple times that it's unrealistic and that you are happy with him just doing what he wants so he can learn at his own pace. Each time he goes further down on you, he makes a little choked noise and you have to pull gently on his hair to remind him that he doesn't have to push himself.
Maybe you should switch what you're doing, "Honey, I want to prep you."
His eyes widen and he pulls away from you, a thin string of saliva being the only thing left connecting his swollen lips to your strap, "Y-you don't have to." He stammered, obviously still nervous about everything involved in 'prepping'.
Your fingers delicately scrapped against his scalp, drawing forth a purr from those lips that had just been pleasuring you, "Yes, Honey, I do." You bent at the waist so you were more even with him and placed a chaste kiss against his forehead, "Now... Either bend over the tub or your desk. It's your choice."
That choice was an easy one for Levi, as he stood up and made his way over to his desk. The tub was harder to get a good grip on to hold himself up, so what free space he had at his desk was the only real choice he had. He leaned his elbows against the cool, hard surface, letting his ass stick out for you to ogle at your leisure. And what an ass it was.
You feel like a pervert, objectifying the sight of him, but you can't help it. He's so handsome when he puts himself on display and you wish he could see what you do. But it was bad manners to make him wait, "Did you already clean yourself like I asked?"
The nod he gave you was very stiff and rigid, but it got the point across.
"Where's the lube?" You know you gave him a bottle so he could practice himself.
"Over there." He pointed to a forgotten section of his room, where you searched and found the bottle only half full. It seems he had been prepping himself quite a bit. What a thought. Levi using his own fingers - maybe even his tail - to stretch himself open so he could take you later. You wanted to see it firsthand when he felt more confident showing off in front of you someday.
You sauntered up to him, hearing the snap of the bottle cap as you opened it, and poured a good portion of the cool, slimy liquid into your hand. Carefully, you rubbed it between your fingers a little to warm it up before pressing them against his tight hole.
"Are you ready, Honey?"
He took a deep breath in before answering, "Yes."
Slowly, you pushed against the ring of muscles, letting a single finger slip inside of him. He had to bite back a groan at the discomfort. His fist balled tightly in a futile effort to displace the feeling in his ass.
You shush him, kissing his spine to let him know you are with him and won't go too quickly for him, "It's okay. You're doing so good."
"You can add another one." He says, his voice laced with hesitation.
You shake your head, not that he can see it, "Don't rush yourself, Honey. You'll get there."
You take your time with him, making sure you don't add another finger until the first one has opened him enough that you can slide it in with little effort. The second you do, he moans into the air around him and his legs seem to almost buckle.
"Don't collapse just yet." You warn him, "That part is saved for after you get fucked out of your mind."
After Levi is finally stretched enough that you feel comfortable, you remove your fingers and ready yourself to fuck him for real. You swear you hear a whimper when you pull out, which makes you want to tease him, "Don't worry. You'll have something even better inside of you soon."
You open the cap on the bottle of lube again and pour a generous amount straight onto his asshole, slicking him up so much that it glistens in the light. Then you give yourself the same treatment to make doubly sure you don't hurt him doing this. When you finish that preparation, you close the cap and toss the bottle to the side.
"I'm going to fuck you now." You don't even wait for his reply as you press the tip of your strap-on against him and slowly sink yourself into his ass.
"Waiiit." He tries to protest as you slid into him, his words tinted with the pleasure of being so thoroughly stretched by you, "Why are you so big?" He didn't know what he expected, but this was more than that.
"Ah~" you couldn't help but sing at his words, "You know just what to say to make me want to treat you even more roughly, don't you?" Unfortunately, you couldn't. Levi wasn't ready to handle anything more than this at the moment.
It was hard not to be rough with him though. He was absolutely gorgeous when his mouth gaped open in pleasure and his head tossed back in ecstasy. The way his muscles twitched ever so slightly as his body and brain fought against one another to understand how they were feeling made you want to shut both of them up and just teach him what it meant to feel good all over. There was a new kind of thrill in watching him discover himself and knowing that you were helping him.
"You're so tight, Levi." You say as you thrust up into him. Of course, he was. Even after stretching him so much, he was still nervous and it was showing. His poor muscles were refusing to relax since he was so on edge.
"I'm s-sorry." He said, as if you had insulted him. It broke your heart that he thought all comments were critiques of him and that he took them negatively.
You had to make yourself more clear, "I love your tight little hole, Honey. Don't apologize for feeling so good around me." You thrust into him again, taking pleasure in the gasp that he let out, "I need you to relax though, otherwise fucking you is going to be a lot harder."
"I'll try..." At least it was something.
You pressed your fingers into his hips, gripping him tightly and guiding him along your length, rolling into him and forcing sounds of delight from him each time you buried yourself deep. He was slowly loosening up, but it was still a tight fit inside of him. You bent over him, pressing your mouth against the crook of his neck and sucking at the flesh there, leaving little red buds in your wake.
"Hey, Levi," you pause your work on his neck, admiring the marks you have left there, "I wonder if this was the best place for you to pick."
"Hm?" He's not sure what you mean.
"Well, this is where you take your classes and play games. Won't it be awkward remembering that this is where your girlfriend fucked your tight ass tomorrow?" You could practically see the realization dawn on him, even as you couldn't see his face, "I wonder how hard your cock will get just remembering being stretched by me." Maybe you should leave the bottle of lube at his desk for tomorrow so he could relive the memory.
His body trembles under you, his breath catching with each careful thrust you make into him. You wished you could see his eyes, see how blissed out he was from being fucked by you in a place that was such a core part of his daily routine.
"Do you need more?" You knew he wouldn't ask you, so you had to offer it.
"I-if you wa-"
"No, Levi." You cut him off almost immediately, "Not what I want. What do you want? Should I keep training this cute ass of yours or do you want me to touch you somewhere else too?"
The tips of his ears turn bright red, which you can see even from behind.
"I don't-"
"Be honest with me, Levi." You pulled yourself out almost completely, snapping back against him with one movement, causing him to cry out in a broken voice, "I need to know what you want."
His voice came out low, barely even a whisper, "Please touch me."
Oh, he was so close, "Touch you where?"
"B-between my legs."
With some amount of malicious compliance, you rub your hand along his inner thigh, "Here?"
"Not - nggg - quite..." His breath was getting heavy and his words were starting to fade into pants.
"Oh. I'm sorry." You ghosted your hand a little higher, barely an inch from where you knew he wanted you, "Is this better?"
"Just a little more..." His asshole clenched around your strap-on, anticipating when you would finally give him the relief he desperately wanted.
"I don't know where you mean then." You nipped at his earlobe, teasing him more, "Tell me, Levi."
"Please touch my c-" he paused at the word you used so readily, but that he couldn't get out, "My dick. Please touch me."
You were so proud of him. You knew how much it took for him to be forward with you, and you wanted to reward him for being so good. With a smile on your face, you wrapped your hand around his hardened cock and started pumping him in a slow, methodical motion.
"Good job, Honey." You tried to time yourself so that your thrusts and pumping would be in time with one another, "My good boy is so cute when he's honest with me."
Levi is already close by the time you wrap your hand around him, only needing your hand to push him a little further. It takes only another moment for his cock to twitch in your grasp, white-hot lava building up in his abdomen.
"I think I'm going to..." He can't bring himself to say it, but he knows what it is.
You smirk and kiss the back of his neck, showing him your love in a way that you know he can understand, "Cum for me, Honey."
With one last push deep into him, Levi throws his head back and cries out, spilling over. White ropes empty themselves out before him and fall to the ground. You stroke him through his orgasm, forcing every ounce of his cum to paint his floor.
Before his body can give out from the force of his orgasm, you guide him gently to the floor and hold him against you, slipping yourself out of him with a small pop.
"You did so well, Honey." Your mouth is quick to find spots to kiss across his face, "So good. My good Levi."
He looked down at the ground, clearly disappointed, "You didn't..."
"I don't need to." You reassure him, "You were so needy. It was so hot."
His face turned grim, "But the others can make you..." Was he not good enough? Why was he so much worse than his brothers? It was unfair that they could make you cum and he couldn't.
"We aren't talking about them, Levi." You press your lips against his, knowing that you need to ease his anxieties. He wasn't as experienced as his brothers or even you when it came to sex. He still seemed to think all sex should end in an orgasm on both ends. As nice as the thought was, it was unrealistic. What mattered was if both parties were satisfied, "You were so good. I loved it. How do you feel?"
He still couldn't meet your eyes, "It's a little strange." It was different than when he played with himself. Pleasant, but different, "But it was... Good..."
"Do you need anything?" You needed to do some clean-up, but he came first. You could wait until he was ready to be alone to do all of that.
His eyes grew, "Can we watch something?"
You laugh slightly at his innocent request, "Of course. Anything you want, Honey."
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