#05 - Pancakes
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peach_jelly111Title: When I'm Out Of Faith, He's My Idol
Fandom: Obey Me!
Prompt: Pancakes
Summary: Barbatos wakes up the morning after to find his lover no longer in his arms but in the small kitchen adjoining his bedroom, making breakfast for them. He goes to investigate and finds that Simeon can barely stand due to last night's rambunctious romp, and he offers to finish up for the angel. This leads to soft kisses and sweet nothings whispered between them as he takes Simeon back to bed.
A sweet and savory smell wafts on the air in the bedroom and tickles Barbatos's nose until he rouses from slumber. He yawns and stretches, startled when he doesn't feel a warm, angelic presence bundled in his arms or snuggled up against his chest. He sits up, still groggy and with his hair poking out at hilarious angles, and glances around his spacious room.
"Simeon?" he calls in a quiet voice. "Ah, there you are."
The light in the kitchenette is on and also seems to be the source of whatever delicious smell that is. Barbatos scoots himself to the edge of his mattress and raises his arms high above his head for one last stretch, grunting as he does so. He shimmies a pair of pajama bottoms on and decides to forgo his shirt because it's nowhere to be seen from last night.
My sweet, mischievous angel, he thinks with a sleepy smile as he approaches his lover from behind with every intention of ambushing him with affection. Trying not to chuckle as he gets closer, he throws his arms around Simeon's middle and pulls him gently backwards into his chest. "Thought you could escape me, hm?"
Simeon's heart pounds wildly as he tries to steady the spatula and frying pan in front of him. He glances over his shoulder with a playful pout.
"You scared me."
Barbatos does chuckle as his lover slaps him on the wrist with the spatula and he leans over to rush his chin on Simeon's shoulder instead, asking, "Why are you up so early? I normally make breakfast the morning after."
"I wanted to surprise you," Simeon answers with a hum and flips a pancake over, perfectly golden brown. "You always take such good care of me and I wish to do the same for you."
Raising his brows, Barbatos turns his head so that he has access to the graceful curve of the angel's neck and he begins to press little kisses to it. Simeon squirms in his arms but maintains some composure and control over his cooking. Pleased, Barbatos ramps up the affectionate gesture by sucking at his skin and nibbling here and there, causing Simeon to jerk in his arms.
"H-How am I supposed to concentrate with you doing that?" Simeon scolds him teasingly and laughs, leaning in to his opposite shoulder as Barbatos's hair tickles his neck. "Barbatos!"
The demon smiles and presses one last kiss to his neck before pulling away to whisper in his ear instead, "If it were anyone else in my kitchen using my personal utensils and stock of food without permission then I would be quite wroth."
Simeon flashes him a dazzling smile. "I'm special, though."
"More than that," Barbatos assures him with a nuzzle and a sigh. "What's mine is yours, my dear. Anything."
There's a little shudder against the demon's middle and he looks down to see Simeon's legs shaking.
"I'm fine," Simeon says straightaway and flips another pancake. The silence from behind him is unnerving and he adds, "Really, darling, it will pass. I haven't fully woken up yet."
Barbatos narrows his eyes and murmurs, "Considering how rough I was with you last night, it's a wonder you can stand at all. Why don't you let me take over?"
Simeon shakes his head. "Please, I want to do this for you."
Faced with such an earnest desire, Barbatos can't help but give the angel what he wants but he just can't leave the issue alone, though. He pulls Simeon up by his waist and settles him against his front more so than before, supporting most of his weight as he holds him tight.
"Is this acceptable, then?"
Relieved, Simeon laughs and pats the strong arms supporting him gratefully. "I'm sorry for being so selfish, but I really wanted to do this. Thank you."
"Selfish, you?" Barbatos scoffs and chuckles. "My dear, you haven't a selfish bone in your entire body. It's one of many things I adore about you."
Simeon squeaks as the demon presses kisses to his cheek and along his jaw from behind. He almost misses his next flip and Barbatos helps him maneuver the pan just in time to catch it.
"Apologies," Barbatos says and re-positions his hands at Simeon's stomach. He takes a strong whiff of the air around them and hums contentedly. "Ah, it smells so lovely in here. I can't decide which is better: the smell of those pancakes or my scent saturating your skin."
Whimpering as the demon's hands roam lower and up the hem of his shirt, caressing his stomach, Simeon twists in that possessive embrace and tries his best to plate the pancake on his spatula without dropping it again. He does so successfully and Barbatos rewards him yet again by turning Simeon's face towards him for a kiss full on the mouth.
"Mnn..." he moans and twists around a bit to accommodate Barbatos. "Mmph!"
Barbatos catches his lower lip between his teeth and tugs just enough to get Simeon's mouth open so that he can thrust his tongue inside. He loves making the angel melt into his arms and catching him off-guard is a sure way to do so. Grasping the back of Simeon's head and threading his fingers through his soft, dark hair, Barbatos turns him about completely and dips them lower to deepen their kisses.
"Hnng..." he grunts as Simeon's nails lightly rake down his shoulder blades. "Mm...Ahh. Goodness."
Simeon pants and gasps, leaning against Barbatos with all of his weight now.
"Are you all right?" asks the demon while tipping Simeon's chin up to get a closer look at his expression. "You have overexerted yourself, my love. Let me take you back to bed. I will finish up breakfast."
Dizzy with the affection heaped upon him all at once, Simeon wobbles into Barbatos and his head spins as the demon sweeps him off the floor.
"I-I..." he starts in a shaky voice as Barbatos carries him back to bed. "That is, you..."
"Shh...You don't have to be so fussy," Barbatos shushes him with a quick kiss against his lips. "Or are you irritated with my overtures of affection?"
Simeon flops back against a pillow and huffs.
"Poor thing," Barbatos laments and smiles wryly. "I am sorry but when you're standing there, in my shirt no less, while you try to make breakfast for us I just can't help myself."
Nodding, Simeon starts to catch his breath and stammers, "Worst part about it is that you're holding back, too. Don't deny it."
Barbatos sits back on the bed and his smile softens. "I am well-practiced when it comes to self-restraint, yes, but I simply can't resist when it concerns you."
Simeon blushes and takes the gentle hand offered to him.
"I've kept my cardinal sin and baser nature at bay for centuries and then you came along. Greed is second nature to me, you know, and I can never get enough of you," explains the demon as he traces the lines on Simeon's hand and squeezes it gently in his own. "That is not to say that you don't satisfy me in bed, either, because I know that look. You're the only one who COULD sate my desire."
"Am I...bad for you, then?"
Barbatos looks up from their joined hands with a start. "Heavens, no."
Simeon fidgets with his free hand by picking at the embroidered edge of Barbatos's blanket and murmurs, "Are you sure?"
"You have been nothing but a blessing," reiterates the demon as he leans forward and kisses the back of Simeon's hand. His gaze is earnest as he adds, "I have found new purpose and identity with you. No longer am I just the royal butler or that blasted sorcerer's pet...I am needed. Wanted."
Smiling gently, Simeon kisses the demon. "Loved."
Barbatos lifts his head to reveal a flushed face as well and they laugh together.
"Whatever the sin of your past may be, they don't affect your future with me," Simeon continues and strokes Barbatos's face. "Demon or not, I'd risk anything to be with you. I don't care what Michael or the higher-ups think."
The demon grins impishly and whispers to him, "What if I told you that this room isn't in the Devildom at all? Or any of the three realms for that matter?"
Simeon blinks with disbelief. "Huh?"
"My private chambers are in a dimension all their own and of my making," Barbatos explains and presses the top of his head to Simeon's as he draws nearer. "None can see or hear what goes on in this room. Hence why I always insist upon our trysts being situated here."
Giggling, Simeon rubs noses with him and smiles. "You're always one step ahead, my brilliant demon."
They share another warm, heated kiss and Barbatos parts it in a more timely manner so as not to exhaust his lover any further.
"Shall I finish breakfast?" he asks.
Simeon nods and pecks his cheek, grateful. "Yes, please, and thank you."
Getting up from the bed, Barbatos casts an ardent glance over his shoulder at the angel and he winks at him, blowing him a kiss by puckering his lips quickly in time.
"No, my dear," he says sweetly, "thank you."
Fandom: Obey Me!
Prompt: Pancakes
Summary: Barbatos wakes up the morning after to find his lover no longer in his arms but in the small kitchen adjoining his bedroom, making breakfast for them. He goes to investigate and finds that Simeon can barely stand due to last night's rambunctious romp, and he offers to finish up for the angel. This leads to soft kisses and sweet nothings whispered between them as he takes Simeon back to bed.
A sweet and savory smell wafts on the air in the bedroom and tickles Barbatos's nose until he rouses from slumber. He yawns and stretches, startled when he doesn't feel a warm, angelic presence bundled in his arms or snuggled up against his chest. He sits up, still groggy and with his hair poking out at hilarious angles, and glances around his spacious room.
"Simeon?" he calls in a quiet voice. "Ah, there you are."
The light in the kitchenette is on and also seems to be the source of whatever delicious smell that is. Barbatos scoots himself to the edge of his mattress and raises his arms high above his head for one last stretch, grunting as he does so. He shimmies a pair of pajama bottoms on and decides to forgo his shirt because it's nowhere to be seen from last night.
My sweet, mischievous angel, he thinks with a sleepy smile as he approaches his lover from behind with every intention of ambushing him with affection. Trying not to chuckle as he gets closer, he throws his arms around Simeon's middle and pulls him gently backwards into his chest. "Thought you could escape me, hm?"
Simeon's heart pounds wildly as he tries to steady the spatula and frying pan in front of him. He glances over his shoulder with a playful pout.
"You scared me."
Barbatos does chuckle as his lover slaps him on the wrist with the spatula and he leans over to rush his chin on Simeon's shoulder instead, asking, "Why are you up so early? I normally make breakfast the morning after."
"I wanted to surprise you," Simeon answers with a hum and flips a pancake over, perfectly golden brown. "You always take such good care of me and I wish to do the same for you."
Raising his brows, Barbatos turns his head so that he has access to the graceful curve of the angel's neck and he begins to press little kisses to it. Simeon squirms in his arms but maintains some composure and control over his cooking. Pleased, Barbatos ramps up the affectionate gesture by sucking at his skin and nibbling here and there, causing Simeon to jerk in his arms.
"H-How am I supposed to concentrate with you doing that?" Simeon scolds him teasingly and laughs, leaning in to his opposite shoulder as Barbatos's hair tickles his neck. "Barbatos!"
The demon smiles and presses one last kiss to his neck before pulling away to whisper in his ear instead, "If it were anyone else in my kitchen using my personal utensils and stock of food without permission then I would be quite wroth."
Simeon flashes him a dazzling smile. "I'm special, though."
"More than that," Barbatos assures him with a nuzzle and a sigh. "What's mine is yours, my dear. Anything."
There's a little shudder against the demon's middle and he looks down to see Simeon's legs shaking.
"I'm fine," Simeon says straightaway and flips another pancake. The silence from behind him is unnerving and he adds, "Really, darling, it will pass. I haven't fully woken up yet."
Barbatos narrows his eyes and murmurs, "Considering how rough I was with you last night, it's a wonder you can stand at all. Why don't you let me take over?"
Simeon shakes his head. "Please, I want to do this for you."
Faced with such an earnest desire, Barbatos can't help but give the angel what he wants but he just can't leave the issue alone, though. He pulls Simeon up by his waist and settles him against his front more so than before, supporting most of his weight as he holds him tight.
"Is this acceptable, then?"
Relieved, Simeon laughs and pats the strong arms supporting him gratefully. "I'm sorry for being so selfish, but I really wanted to do this. Thank you."
"Selfish, you?" Barbatos scoffs and chuckles. "My dear, you haven't a selfish bone in your entire body. It's one of many things I adore about you."
Simeon squeaks as the demon presses kisses to his cheek and along his jaw from behind. He almost misses his next flip and Barbatos helps him maneuver the pan just in time to catch it.
"Apologies," Barbatos says and re-positions his hands at Simeon's stomach. He takes a strong whiff of the air around them and hums contentedly. "Ah, it smells so lovely in here. I can't decide which is better: the smell of those pancakes or my scent saturating your skin."
Whimpering as the demon's hands roam lower and up the hem of his shirt, caressing his stomach, Simeon twists in that possessive embrace and tries his best to plate the pancake on his spatula without dropping it again. He does so successfully and Barbatos rewards him yet again by turning Simeon's face towards him for a kiss full on the mouth.
"Mnn..." he moans and twists around a bit to accommodate Barbatos. "Mmph!"
Barbatos catches his lower lip between his teeth and tugs just enough to get Simeon's mouth open so that he can thrust his tongue inside. He loves making the angel melt into his arms and catching him off-guard is a sure way to do so. Grasping the back of Simeon's head and threading his fingers through his soft, dark hair, Barbatos turns him about completely and dips them lower to deepen their kisses.
"Hnng..." he grunts as Simeon's nails lightly rake down his shoulder blades. "Mm...Ahh. Goodness."
Simeon pants and gasps, leaning against Barbatos with all of his weight now.
"Are you all right?" asks the demon while tipping Simeon's chin up to get a closer look at his expression. "You have overexerted yourself, my love. Let me take you back to bed. I will finish up breakfast."
Dizzy with the affection heaped upon him all at once, Simeon wobbles into Barbatos and his head spins as the demon sweeps him off the floor.
"I-I..." he starts in a shaky voice as Barbatos carries him back to bed. "That is, you..."
"Shh...You don't have to be so fussy," Barbatos shushes him with a quick kiss against his lips. "Or are you irritated with my overtures of affection?"
Simeon flops back against a pillow and huffs.
"Poor thing," Barbatos laments and smiles wryly. "I am sorry but when you're standing there, in my shirt no less, while you try to make breakfast for us I just can't help myself."
Nodding, Simeon starts to catch his breath and stammers, "Worst part about it is that you're holding back, too. Don't deny it."
Barbatos sits back on the bed and his smile softens. "I am well-practiced when it comes to self-restraint, yes, but I simply can't resist when it concerns you."
Simeon blushes and takes the gentle hand offered to him.
"I've kept my cardinal sin and baser nature at bay for centuries and then you came along. Greed is second nature to me, you know, and I can never get enough of you," explains the demon as he traces the lines on Simeon's hand and squeezes it gently in his own. "That is not to say that you don't satisfy me in bed, either, because I know that look. You're the only one who COULD sate my desire."
"Am I...bad for you, then?"
Barbatos looks up from their joined hands with a start. "Heavens, no."
Simeon fidgets with his free hand by picking at the embroidered edge of Barbatos's blanket and murmurs, "Are you sure?"
"You have been nothing but a blessing," reiterates the demon as he leans forward and kisses the back of Simeon's hand. His gaze is earnest as he adds, "I have found new purpose and identity with you. No longer am I just the royal butler or that blasted sorcerer's pet...I am needed. Wanted."
Smiling gently, Simeon kisses the demon. "Loved."
Barbatos lifts his head to reveal a flushed face as well and they laugh together.
"Whatever the sin of your past may be, they don't affect your future with me," Simeon continues and strokes Barbatos's face. "Demon or not, I'd risk anything to be with you. I don't care what Michael or the higher-ups think."
The demon grins impishly and whispers to him, "What if I told you that this room isn't in the Devildom at all? Or any of the three realms for that matter?"
Simeon blinks with disbelief. "Huh?"
"My private chambers are in a dimension all their own and of my making," Barbatos explains and presses the top of his head to Simeon's as he draws nearer. "None can see or hear what goes on in this room. Hence why I always insist upon our trysts being situated here."
Giggling, Simeon rubs noses with him and smiles. "You're always one step ahead, my brilliant demon."
They share another warm, heated kiss and Barbatos parts it in a more timely manner so as not to exhaust his lover any further.
"Shall I finish breakfast?" he asks.
Simeon nods and pecks his cheek, grateful. "Yes, please, and thank you."
Getting up from the bed, Barbatos casts an ardent glance over his shoulder at the angel and he winks at him, blowing him a kiss by puckering his lips quickly in time.
"No, my dear," he says sweetly, "thank you."
