"Oii.. MC! You told me we have a cuddle session after we finish school..!" "Belphegor grumbled as he frowned."

"Belphegor notices the stumbling MC and frowns, crossing his arms over his chest."

"MC, what's wrong? Did you not get enough sleep last night? You look like you're about to collapse any minute now."

"Belphegor rushes over to you and kneels down beside you, concern plastered on his face."

"Hey, hey, are you alright? Here, let me help you up."

"He carefully helps you up, keeping a steady grip on your arm to prevent you from falling again."

"Do you need anything? Water? Medicine? Do you want to talk about what's going on?"

"Belphegor watches as you take off your clothes and lay down on the bed, taking note of how exhausted you seem to be."

"MC, are you sure you're feeling okay? Taking off your clothes and getting under the covers in the middle of the day isn't like you. Do you need me to stay here with you for a bit?"

"As he speaks, Belphegor approaches your bed and sits on the edge, looking down at you with concern."

"Belphegor is taken aback by your sudden movement and the sight of you only in your panties and bra. He swallows hard, feeling his cheeks flush slightly."

"Uh... MC? I-I don't think that's appropriate... maybe you should put some clothes on..."

"He looks away, feeling embarrassed and unsure of what to say or do."

"Belphegor's cheeks flush a deeper shade of red at the sound of his name in your voice. He clears his throat nervously."

"Y-yes, MC? What can I do for you?"

"Belphegor's eyebrows shoot up in surprise at your sudden request. He hesitates for a moment before reaching down to place his hand on your shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze."

"MC, are you sure you're feeling okay? This doesn't seem like something you would normally ask. Do you want me to get someone else to help you?"

"Despite his words, Belphegor's hand remains on your shoulder, the warmth from his touch spreading throughout your body."

"Belphegor's cheeks flush even deeper at your insistence, feeling unsure of what to do. However, as he sees your expression and the way your body reacts to his touch, he finds himself instinctively moving closer."

"Alright, MC... I'll help you... just let me know if anything feels uncomfortable..."

"He leans down and presses his lips against yours, his hand moving down from your shoulder and caressing your breast gently through your bra."

"Belphegor returns your kiss, deepening it and letting his hand roam over your body. He feels his own arousal growing at the sensation of your body against his."

"As the kiss continues, he pulls away slightly to whisper in your ear," "You feel so good... I can't resist you..."

"He continues to kiss you, his hand deftly unclasping your bra and tossing it aside before moving to caress your bare breasts."

"Belphegor can't help but let out a soft groan at the sound of your moan, his own arousal growing stronger. He continues to explore your body with his hands, massaging and teasing your breasts until they are hard and sensitive."

"In between kisses, he murmurs breathily," "You're so perfect, MC... I can't get enough of you... Do you want me to keep going?"

"Belphegor jumps slightly at the sudden intrusion, his hands freezing in their movements. He looks up to see his six brothers standing in the doorway, looking angry and jealous."

"Hey! What the hell is going on here?!" Lucifer says, glaring at Belphegor.

Mammon crosses his arms over his chest, a scowl on his face. "Have you lost your mind, Belphie?!"

Belphegor feels himself beginning to panic, unsure of how to explain the situation to his brothers.

"Belphegor's brothers can't help but notice how you look, and it makes them feel even more uncomfortable. They look at each other, unsure of what to do or say."

"I-I... MC was feeling unwell and I was just helping her... it's not what it looks like!" Belphegor stammers out, trying to come up with an excuse.

Satan narrows his eyes at Belphegor. "Belphie, you know that's not appropriate. You need to control your urges."

Asmodeus covers his mouth with his hand, his cheeks turning pink. "Oh my... I can't believe this is happening right now..."

Beelzebub simply looks away, feeling uncomfortable, while Leviathan can't help but feel jealous of Belphegor being so close to you.

Lucifer sighs,

"Belphegor can feel your body pressed up against his back, and despite the awkwardness of the situation, he can't help but feel a surge of arousal."

"MC... I-I was just trying to help you... but my brothers came in and... they think we were doing something inappropriate..." Belphegor stammers out, feeling embarrassed.

Lucifer furrows his brow. "Well, what exactly were you doing, then? This better not be some kind of prank, Belphie."

Belphegor shakes his head rapidly. "No! I swear... MC was under the influence of an aphrodisiac or something... I was just trying to help her!"

The other demon brothers look at each other skeptically, unsure of whether to believe Belphegor's claim.

You continue to hold onto Belphegor, waiting to

"Belphegor's brothers shift uneasily at your question, clearly uncomfortable with the situation."

"MC, it's not about being jealous, it's about appropriateness," Lucifer responds, trying to maintain a stern tone.

Mammon nods in agreement. "Yeah, ya can't just be doin' stuff like this all willy-nilly, especially not in the middle of the day!"

Asmodeus looks at you and simulates a giggle, "Oh honey, it's not that we're jealous! It's just that we care about our brother's wellbeing - and yours too, of course!"

Beelzebub shrugs. "I don't really care what you guys do... I'm just hungry."

Leviathan erupts with a sudden outburst, "What the hell?! Why does Belphie always get the good

The brothers look at each other, unsure of how to respond. It's clear that they're all feeling flustered by your presence, especially since you are pressed up against their brother so intimately.

"MC... we were just checking on Belphie, that's all..." Beelzebub says, trying to sound innocent.

Satan clears his throat. "Yes, we were worried about how he was doing. He hasn't been himself lately."

Asmodeus suddenly gasps. "Oh my! MC, don't tell me you're wearing a Victoria's Secret bra?! That's my favorite brand!"

Belphegor can feel his face growing red with embarrassment, as his brothers' attention is now fully on you and your body.

You can sense the brothers' discomfort, but at the same time, you feel a thrill from having so many guys

Leviathan quickly averts his eyes when you give him the look, feeling embarrassed for being caught staring.

"I-I wasn't... I mean..." Leviathan stammers out, unsure of how to respond.

Lucifer clears his throat, trying to regain control of the situation. "Look, MC, we're not here to cause any trouble. We just wanted to make sure everything was okay with Belphie."

Belphegor finally speaks up, feeling frustrated by his brothers' intrusion. "Can you guys just leave? MC and I need some privacy."

The brothers look at each other, still feeling uneasy about the situation, but eventually nod in agreement.

"Fine... but we'll be keeping a closer eye on you from now on," Satan says sternly before turning to leave, the rest of the brothers following behind him.

Belphegor sighs

Belphegor nods his head in agreement, feeling frustrated by his brothers' constant interference in his life.

"I'm sorry about that, MC. My brothers can be a little... overprotective, sometimes," he says with a sigh.

He turns towards you, a hopeful look in his eyes. "But now that they're gone, maybe we can finally get back to what we started earlier?"

You can sense a mix of excitement and nervousness in Belphegor's body language as he gazes at you. The opportunity to be alone with him again is certainly tempting, but you're unable to shake the feeling that his brothers will be watching you from afar.

Belphegor looks disappointed, but he understands your discomfort and doesn't want you to feel pressured into doing anything you're not comfortable with.

"Of course, MC. Your comfort is the most important thing to me," he says with a reassuring smile.

He walks towards you and places a gentle hand on your shoulder. "If you ever need anything, just let me know. I'm here for you," he adds softly before turning to leave the room.

You watch as he disappears out of the door, feeling grateful for his understanding and support. Despite the interference from his brothers, you can't help but feel drawn to Belphegor and the connection the two of you share.

Belphegor marches into the living room, his emotions of anger and frustration clear on his face. His brothers are sitting on the couch, looking up at him in surprise as he barges in.

"What the hell, guys?! Can't you just leave me alone for once?!" he yells, his voice loud and ringing through the room.

His brothers look taken aback by his outburst, and Lucifer is the first to respond. "Belphie, calm down. We were just trying to look out for you."

Belphegor scoffs, crossing his arms over his chest. "Yeah, right. You were more interested in watching MC's every move than you were in checking up on me," he retorts.

Satan smirks and leans back into the couch, clearly amused by Belphegor's anger. "Oh,

As you walk into the living room, Belphegor turns his attention toward you, feeling grateful for your presence in this heated moment with his brothers.

"MC," he says, his voice softening as he looks at you. "I'm sorry about all of this. My brothers have a tendency to get a bit... overprotective."

You can sense Belphegor's frustration with his brothers and you also feel a sense of sympathy towards him. You give him a reassuring smile before moving closer to him, standing beside him.

"It's okay, Belphie. I'm just glad you're here with me now," you say, your hand gently resting on his arm.

Belphegor turns towards you, a small smile playing on his lips. "Me too, MC," he replies softly.

The rest of the brothers look on, feeling slightly

You can sense a hint of jealousy emanating from the other brothers, especially Leviathan. His eyes are fixed on your long shirt, and you can see his face flushing with a mixed combination of envy and embarrassment.

Belphegor notices his brothers' behavior and rolls his eyes, feeling annoyed at their inability to control their emotions.

"You guys are ridiculous," he mutters under his breath before turning back to you. "Anyway, MC, do you want to go for a walk outside with me?" he suggests, hoping to get some alone time with you away from his overbearing family.

You nod your head in agreement, eager to get out of the tense atmosphere of the living room with Belphegor.

As the two of you make your way outside, you can feel Belphegor's hand slip into yours, sending a shiver down your spine.

Before you can take a step towards the door, you feel a sudden tug on your arm that pulls you back into the living room. It's the other brothers, and they look both angry and embarrassed.

"We can't let you go out like that, MC," Mammon snaps, his eyes narrowing at your attire. "It's not appropriate."

You can feel their jealousy and possessiveness emanating off them and it makes you uncomfortable. You try to explain that it's just a long shirt that covers you up, but they don't want to listen.

Belphegor looks visibly irritated with his brothers' behavior and he steps forward. "Guys, she can wear whatever she wants. It's her choice," he says firmly, his hand holding onto yours tightly.

But his words aren't enough to convince them, and they continue to push back against your desire

As you try to argue with Mammon and the other brothers, you suddenly feel his strong arm wrap around your waist and pull you towards him in a forceful kiss. His lips are rough against yours, and you can feel his burning jealousy radiating off him even through the haze of the passionate kiss.

Belphegor's eyes widen with fury as he watches Mammon kiss you without your consent. His body tenses up and he takes a step towards his brother, ready to intervene.

"Get your hands off her, Mammon!" Belphegor growls, his voice low and menacing.

The other brothers look on, feeling both furious and envious of Mammon's bold move. As the kiss continues, a tense silence falls over the room, broken only by the sound of Mammon's ragged breathing and the rustling of clothing.

Suddenly,

Suddenly, Leviathan takes advantage of the situation and pulls you away from Mammon. He is similarly consumed by envy and possessiveness, and without a second thought, he plants his lips on yours just as passionately as Mammon did before him.

Belphegor's eyes narrow as he watches Leviathan lunge at you. He clenches his fists so hard, they whiten with the force of his anger. The tension in the room ratchets up even further, and it feels like it's about to explode.

The rest of the brothers watch with varying degrees of anger, envy, and betrayal as Leviathan kisses you forcefully, just like Mammon did before him. As the kiss continues, you can feel the weight of their emotions pressing down on you, making

Feeling overwhelmed by the intensity of their emotions, you quickly push Leviathan away, causing him to stumble slightly. You immediately rush out of the room, leaving the brothers behind.

As you run, you can hear Belphegor shouting at his brothers, his voice rising with anger. Your heart is racing, and you can feel the frustrated tears welling up in your eyes.

You reach your room, quickly shutting the door behind you, and you lean against it, trying to catch your breath. You feel violated and deeply uncomfortable with what just happened, and you can't shake off the feeling of being objectified by the brothers.

Feeling a wave of nausea hit you, you close your eyes and take some deep breaths, hoping to calm yourself down. In that moment, you realize that your relationship with the brothers may be more complicated than you initially thought.

As you sit in your room, you can feel your mind racing with thoughts about what just happened. You feel violated and disturbed by the way the brothers behaved towards you, and it's hard to shake off the sense of unease that's settled over you.

You take a deep breath and try to center yourself, focusing on the steady rise and fall of your chest. The room around you is quiet, and you can hear only your own breathing. Taking a moment to reflect, you realize that you need to set some boundaries with the brothers.

With a heavy heart, you begin to plan how you're going to confront them about their behavior. You know it won't be easy, but it's something that needs to be done if you want to maintain a healthy relationship with them.

Gathering your courage, you take a deep breath and decide to go back out and