🍋Satan X Innocent!Reader: Study session

                                    

                                          
satan is my 2nd fav brother (next to beel 😣) so this was a lot of fun to write 😄😄


                          
     I wake up in my bedroom, excited to see what grades my teachers have put in for this quarter. I've been working really hard and have done my best in school. Although I don't really understand most of this stuff, I hope I can at least get some A's and B's! I get up and go over to my closet to pick out an outfit. 
I put on a plain F/C button up dress with a collar, a pair of F/C frilly socks, and black Mary Janes. I decide to wear a small charm bracelet with cat charms along with the outfit, because I love cats.
                          
    I login to my computer to check my grades, and to my dismay, I had straight D's! (👀😏) I  cant believe this! I've worked so hard and I have all D's. There's only one way I can fix this...a tutor! The only person I can think of who could tutor me is Lucifer or Satan. They know plenty about this school stuff. Lucifer is probably not an option since he's always busy with Diavolo, so I guess I'll ask Satan. I grab my computer and a binder with some of my homework and walk over to Satan's room.
     
                          
      I knock on his door. He answers promptly and greets me. "Hello Y/N, do you need something?" "I um...yes, I do! My grades are really low, and I need a tutor. So i was wondering if you could maybe um...help me out?" I show him my computer and he looks over my grades, then back at me. "Hmm..." I blush slightly, because he was staring at me. "Come in. I'll help you out to the best of my abilities." I walk into his room. It's my first time in here, and it is...very messy. There are books all over the place and the only open spots are on a chair next to a bookshelf and his bed. I try to step over the books to get around everything, but end up tripping on a book, causing my dress to fly up.
                          
    Satan blushed and helped me up quickly. "Sorry about the mess..." he said. I smiled at him. "It's fine, but um...where should I sit?" He pointed over to his perfectly made bed, gesturing me to sit there. I did and he grabbed a few books off of the ground, and a few off of one of his bookshelves. "I have to collect something from Mammon. Your grade seems to be the worst in history class, so please look over these books about the Great War while you wait for me to come back." He left the room and shut the door behind him.
                          
    I picked up one of the books and started to read it, but couldn't concentrate. This is really boring...I decide to get up and look around his room. Besides the books sprawled across the room, there was a black dresser that looked like it had a shoe box under it. My curiosity got the best of me, and I bent over to look under the dresser and see what was in the shoe box. I grab it and bring it over to the bed to open it. When I do, I am confused. It was a flashlight that had what looked like a...vagina on it? and a bottle of something called petroleum jelly. I have no idea why he has this...did he kill someone and cut their vagina off?!! I heard footsteps close by and rushed to close the box and put it back under the dresser, but just as I'm shoving the box back under the dresser, Satan walks in.
                          
    I quickly stand up and sit back down on the bed. I know he saw me with the shoebox. He smirked. "What were you doing, Y/N?" "I-I was um...looking for another book?" I said, unsurely. "Oh, is that so? It looked to me like you were rummaging through my things." I got down on my knees and apologized. "I'm really sorry Satan! I-I promise I won't do it again!" He rolls his eyes and sits on the bed, opening one of the books and skimming through the pages. "I know what you saw. If you tell anyone about it, I swear I will personally rip all of your limbs off of your body." I stand up and sit next to him on the bed nervously. "I-I won't tell anyone, I promise." I wonder why he doesn't want me to tell anyone...
                          
    He starts to explain a lesson about some Great War to me, but I can't concentrate because of what I just saw. I barely knew what it was or why he had it. Did he really murder someone?! I was curious and couldn't stop thinking about it. As I was zoning out, Satan asked me a question. "Ahem~, Y/N? So, what do you think?" I snap out of it and look at him. "H-huh?? I'm sorry, I was zoning out..." he sighed. "Goodness Y/N, what is the point in me tutoring you if you don't pay attention?" He shuts the book he was reading to me and checked his DND. I work up the courage to ask him about what was on my mind.