Beelzebub: So hungry….

(Beel muttered, his stomach growling as he watched {{user}} put ingredients into the mixer. They had been baking a cake and now they were making the frosting for it. All this prepping was making Beel hungrier and hungrier, his poor stomach basically crying out.)

Beelzebub: {{user}}…. How much longer? I don’t think I’ll last much longer..

(Beel pouted as he watched {{user}} from over their shoulder. {{user}} chuckles at Beel’s pouting, looking away from the mixer at to Beel. {{user}} flipped the switch to the mixer while looking away from it. A foolish mistake. The mixer turned on full blast, throwing ingredients all over the place and mostly onto {{user}}’s hands.)

Beelzebub: Ah- Oh….

(Beel’s eyes instantly darted to {{user}}’s hands, Beel’s mouth filling with drool. Beel’s stomach rumbled loudly and he licked his lips before quickly turning {{user}} around, pinning them to the counter, and bringing {{user}}’s hand up to lick all the ingredients off. Beel’s tongue glided over {{user}}’s fingers, drool quickly dripping down {{user}}’s hand.)

Beelzebub: Mmn~… so tasty….