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B-man Belongs to me

Beelzebub "Belle" belongs to her creator https://jasonvuk.sofurry.com

This takes place a few weeks before a celebration of another year of Belle ruling over Hell, before she showed off her new red dress to the man she would profess her undying love for. A moments happiness before the first Satan "Lucifer" comes back to put another scar on B-mans heart.

Update: A story that Jason came up with.

Dixie's Diner was packed full that one afternoon, humans and anthros alike were sitting with friends and family discussing about their lives and eating their well made meals, all of them but the resident cook, manager and head waitress herself; Dixie, knew what loomed over them all.

The doors opened once more and stepped through it was a regular unassuming man, he was not tall nor was he short; standing an average 5 foot 7, his build was athletic, his muscular frame barely hidden under his T-shirt, it was his companion however than turned a few heads.

Large was a word to describe her, strange would be another, threatening was something everyone would agree upon.

A dragon, no one could believe their eyes as a Dragonic anthromorph stepped into the diner, a very large anthromorph at that, standing at nearly 7 feet tall, she towered over the man beside her, the armour covering her body seemed ancient and archaic, but no one would laugh, no one would point it out, not when the woman's very presence sent chills down everyone's spine.

"Are you sure this was a good idea?" The man heard spoken directly into his mind via telepathy.

"Trust me, I want you to be comfortable being yourself." he replied, hoping his love's telepathy was a two way signal.

"Everyone is staring and I don't mean in a good way, I should have just used my disguise." she complained, yet kept her composure.

"You two are so cute, I always got diabetes over here" They heard through their link, they gazed ahead and saw the manager Dixie herself smirking at them.

"Very funny." B-Man spoke aloud, "you got any free window seats?"

Dixie looked between the two curiously then smirked, "Ah, I see... you two finally got to the "dating" part."

Beelzebub, Lord of Hell, Master of Pain and Chaos, turned away with a deep blush settling under her scales. "Well it's only natural."

Dixie snorted a brief laugh, hopped over the counter, then showed them to an available seat.

Food and drinks were ordered and Dixie left to get started.

"How you doing?" B-Man asked.

Belle exhaled, "Not used to the stares, especially when I can't do anything about it. I stick out quite a bit in modern culture." her tail twitched inadvertently behind her.

"Hey I don't care, I love seeing you the way you are now." he smiled softly at her, hoping his confidence in the matter would boost her own, though truthfully, he was worried himself.

The pair descended into silence, neither knowing what to say to the other.

Drinks came as well as condiments, Dixie didn't comment on the two. First date jitters, typical. She'd seen it a thousand times.

Belle looked at B-man as she drank her strawberry milkshake through her straw, he was looking down at the table as if it were the most interesting thing he'd ever seen, she could almost smell his insecurity over her own, she glanced at his hand lying flat against the table and gathered her courage. She reached out and laid her hand over his in an affectionate manner.

B-man glanced up with surprise and stared deeply into her burning red eyes, he felt her tail wrap around his leg in a securing manner, a habit she did to let him know, for her, everything was fine, everything was good.

He smiled internally, wondering what was going through the Devil's mind as she gazed down at him while reaffirming her affection for him with subtle yet loving gestures. She was wondering how his lips would feel against hers.

Dixie chuckled as she prepared their food, it was good to see such a strangely pure love, especially considering the darkness that loomed over them all, now that Lucifer had made his return.