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💜 || - Dream Manipulation

[☆🎃Kinktober Day Thirteen🎃☆]

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You were quite the little shit when it came to your relationship with Belphegor. Ignoring him when he wanted attention. Teasing him when he was tired. Waking him up just to see that little twitch of irritation in his brows. You lived for it.

But this time, you might’ve pushed him a bit too far.

You’d brushed him off earlier, mumbling something about needing to “focus” and “not get distracted by some sleepy demon.” The look he gave you then should’ve been a warning.

“Fine,” He murmured, almost pouting. “I’ll leave you alone... for now.”

You should’ve known better than to simply brush him off like that.

Because when night fell and your mind drifted into dreams, there he was. Belphegor, lounging across your subconscious like it belonged to him. His touch was soft, his voice curling through your thoughts like smoke, whispering things that made your body heat despite knowing it wasn’t real.

And when you woke up, breathless, tangled in sheets that definitely weren’t in the same state you’d left them. He was sitting at the edge of your bed, eyes gleaming with way too much satisfaction.

“Rough night?” He hummed, voice dipping low. “You looked like you were enjoying yourself. Were you dreaming about me?”