a/n: i wanted to try smut with they/them pronouns for beelzebub. tell me what you think in the comments!

gabriel had never shed a drop of blood that wasn't the blood of a saint. he had never had an impure thought in his life. he had never fallen victim to sin.

so how did he end up here? how did he end up with his hands in the prince of hell's hair, groaning softly as their tongue slid between his lips? how did beelzebub's leg end up between gabriel's thighs, drawing small gasps from the archangel?

the bed creaked softly as gabriel twisted his body and pressed beelzebub against the mattress. beelzebub stared up at him, their pale eyes glinting. they trusted gabriel.

"is this okay?" gabriel whispered.

beelzebub nodded. they could feel the tip of gabriel's length pressing at their entrance, and they gripped gabriel's pale hips as he slid into them.

gabriel buried his face in beelzebub's neck, drawing moans from their lips as he bit and kissed the skin. he had started to thrust in and out of the prince of hell's tight core, groaning gently with the growing friction. he listened closely to the tiny sounds that beelzebub made every time gabriel's cock slipped back into their cunt. their body was pale beneath him, already glistening with sweat, and gabriel couldn't resist trailing his hands down their chest and gently gripping their hips.

beelzebub's moans had grown louder, their back arching with the thrusts. gabriel brought his head down and kissed beelzebub, who tangled their hands in his hair and moaned into the kiss. when gabriel pulled away, both of them were panting. gabriel could see beelzebub's clouded eyes rolling back in their skull, and he leaned in.

"you still with me?"

"mhm," beelzebub moaned softly. one of their hands had moved down to gabriel's back, and their nails were digging into his skin as the archangel thrusted into them.

gabriel could feel the heat pooling in his body. he clenched his teeth as he groaned. beelzebub suddenly arched their back, pressing their body against gabriel's chest and digging their nails into his pale back, and let out a loud moan. gabriel slipped his hand down between beelzebub's thighs and started to rub their clit while thrusting into that same sweet spot again and again. beelzebub was now screaming gabriel's name between gasps, and gabriel could tell they were close.

"i'm coming—i—oh—gabriel!" beelzebub screamed, wrapping their arms around gabriel and pulling him into them, pressing their body to him. gabriel continued to thrust gently, listening to beelzebub's heavy breathing. one last thrust pushed him over the edge, and he released into beelzebub, groaning. beelzebub's breath hitched when gabriel pulled his cock out of them.

the couple laid next to each other on the sheets, still panting. when his breath steadied, gabriel sat up, and beelzebub noticed that their nails had broken the angelic skin on his back, drawing blood.

"shit, are you alright?" beelzebub asked as they sat up. gabriel turned.

"hm?"

"your back is bleeding," the prince of hell said softly, scooting toward gabriel and placing a hand on the small of his back. gabriel sighed softly.

"i can't reach that, can you put some bandaids on it?"

"can't you just miracle that away?"

gabriel looked at beelzebub with big violet eyes, seemingly doing his best impression of a begging puppy. beelzebub smiled and kissed him, then stood up and went to go get bandages.

when beelzebub returned, they sat down on the bed and instructed gabriel to lay down on his stomach. gabriel obeyed, waiting patiently as beelzebub washed his back gently, wiping away the blood of a saint.