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The Morningstar's Rays: The Devil's Child

Fandom: Hazbin Hotel Summary: After all the trials and tribulations that Lucifer faced at the hand of God, the Saints of Hell finally give him respite. He finds it in the form of the newly arrived soul of the First Man and the life that they create together within the Devil's womb. Warnings: Pregnancy, mpreg, mentions of abusive relationships, childbirth, and religious trauma Word Count: 16,388 Ship(s): Adam/Lucifer Morningstar

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A/N: We've reached the end of this series! Thank you all so much for coming on this journey with me, I know that it was pretty niche because it was based of a roleplay that I did with my mutual. I really liked exploring the way that the dynamics changed over time and expanding the world since we got very little of that in the canon. This was a wonderful experience for me and I loved seeing your reaction to each addition! Stay sissy and bitchy everyone <3

Lucifer was well aware of the fact that he would never feel as he did in Heaven.

He still struggled with the emotions that came to him now that he was in a new realm and no longer under the thumb of God. In some ways, the sorrow and anguish that plagued him was freeing because he knew that it was what he really felt and not what he was being told to feel by the Almighty. In most other ways, it ate away at him until he felt as though there was going to be nothing left behind when it was done.

The depression had started not long after Charlie was born, but it wouldn’t be called that until well after her two hundredth birthday. Lilith had kept him sequestered away from their people, family, and friends until he had fully recovered from the birth. He had stopped bleeding after the normal time and his organs had returned back to where they belonged within a couple of months, but other changes took longer to be able to hide. His body would never be the same, there was always some permanent change made to his belly or hips after nine months of carrying a new life inside of himself, but it was easily disguised with clothing or a bit of magic. The isolation felt as though it was going to drive him mad and he began to question what he would have done if he had arrived in a completely empty realm with just his babies.

Even after she had said that it was a good idea for him to get back into the public eye, he was terrified to. He knew that they would be watching his every move since he had been away for so long and a babe had suddenly appeared in the arms of their Queen with no King to be seen. He had read some papers and gotten some letters asking him if he was upset that he had not gotten a son or if he resented the babe for being hellborn from a sinner instead of two angels as his other children were.

That was, of course, not the truth and never would be. He had loved the child that he had grown for nine months in his belly even though her mother had been absolutely rancid to him for the duration of his pregnancy. He didn’t remember most of what had happened but he knew that he loved Charlotte, he adored her.

The problem was that he had spent so long away from her that when he looked upon her, what he primarily felt was pain. He didn’t see the moments she was experiencing in front of him in that second, he saw the things that he had missed. He hadn’t gotten to see her first meal, smile, step, cough, or laugh. He got to witness the first time she had spun around without falling down, the first time she had picked up a book from the library, and the first time that she had witnessed angelic magic.

Lilith had made sure that the last time he had spent honest, good quality time with Charlie was still when she was very young. His darling baby daughter as quiet mischievous and would run away from her mother and nannies every chance she got, desperate to explore the palace that she called home. Her favorite place to explore just so happened to be Lucifer’s workshop, so he would pull her onto his lap and then begin to show her dancing images in the shimmering gold of his magic. It was the pure thing that had been given to him by the Almighty instead of what the Saints of Hell had bestowed upon him the first time that he had touched the bare earth. That was what had made his wife so angry, and why she scooped up their daughter and never let Charlie return ever again.

She was long gone now. They had started living separately by appearing together for the public when Charlie was about fourteen, but had stopped being seen together at all when the isolation that Lilith had enforced on Lucifer consumed him and made him stop making public appearances. He didn’t know her every movement, he never had, but he had been able to tell when Lilith disappeared. The first clue was that the people of Hell began to turn back to what they had been naturally without her influence, but the biggest had been when the other Sins reached out to him to ask when the next meeting was going to be.

Slowly, things in Hell had changed with her disappearance. The Sins gained more autonomy and were able to rule their realms as they had wanted to from the beginning. It meant that things began to feel more unique, but it also resulted in them being more isolated from each other than they used to be. Unity was one thing, but cohesion was another and what they were trying to go for now. The sinners also began to turn to their true nature, at least until the Exorcists showed up for the first time.

He had taken a chance when he went to the meeting that announced Heaven’s newest idea to punish him. When the meeting had first been called, he assumed that it was about the poking around on Earth he had done.

He had originally been trying to make sure that Lilith wasn’t messing around with humans instead of sinners, but he had found an energy source that was incredibly close to Charlie’s. He had discovered that Cain, the first murderer and the brother of the second sinner that he had ever received in Hell, was his and Adam’s eldest child. That revelation alone had made him cave in and isolate himself for a week before he had begun the frantic search to actually find him so that he could bring his boy home where he belonged.

The message from Hell arrived about three weeks into his manic attempts to try and find both where Cain was in the world and how to bring him down to Hell and make him stay there. He had been searching the earth with very powerful magic so he was sure that Heaven had found out what he was doing and had come to punish him. He knew from his step-son that Cain had been punished to wander the earth eternally instead of being able to die and return to an afterlife like every other human soul got to.

Unfortunately, the meeting was for something far different. He had given up the search for his wife when he found out that he had another child that he needed to bring home and keep safe. He had entered into that massive building only to be told by his old boss, none other than the High Seraphim of Heaven, that they were going to be coming into his land and killing his people. He had negotiated strictly with them so that they were not permitted to kill the hellborn, both demons and the children of sinners, and they were only able to travel to one ring at a time. He had hoped that it would decrease the amount of death that his land was plagued with, but he had been so ashamed of letting it happen in the first place that he hadn’t been able to tell anyone the stipulations of it. He also wasn’t able to revoke the deal in its entirety because Lilith was technically still a ruler of Hell and thus had a good say in what happened to their land.

Seven years of unwarranted bloodshed followed, which had apparently upset his darling baby quite a bit. Charlie had created a hotel in which sinners could be redeemed so that she could try and stop them from dying in the Exterminations. It had apparently not been going well because she actually called him first, which pulled him entirely out of the stupor that he had fallen into after his life had disintegrated in his hands. He had reconnected with her, gotten her a meeting with Heaven, and then helped her complete her dreams.

That had, of course, meant that he was fighting the one person he thought truly loved him. He didn’t blame Adam for changing his mind about how he felt when it came to their relationship. Lucifer had sided with the wife that hadn’t liked him very much, disappeared from his life, and then tempted his second wife into taking a bite of an apple that got them both cast out of paradise. It still hurt to hear him talking about how he was going to destroy everything that he held dear and then to be hit by him, though. Seeing his body bleeding bright golden ichor and laying lifeless on the ground was even harder, to the point where he felt like he was going to die on the spot if only to join Adam in the afterlife.

The sight had devastated him, even though he knew that meant that everything was finally over. If there was no Adam, then the deal that Lilith had made was null and void. The people that he had worked so hard to defend within the rules that Heaven had set for his rule, since they did not care for the magic and powers of the land that they had originally cast him into, were going to be safe. His daughter had been distraught when she had lost one of her friends during the battle, and the entire hotel had been completely decimated.

Lucifer had set aside the panic and hurt in his own heart. He knew that he couldn’t let another one of his children see that part of him. One of the only good things that had come from Lilith’s protectiveness of the daughter that she had viewed as her own was the fact that Charlie remembered him as the dreamer in his office instead of the mess of malaise and pain that hid away under covers and in the back of dusty old tents like his other children had. So he plastered a smile on his face and helped with the construction of the second hotel.

He was rather unamused when the hotel ended up having a place for the demon named Alastor that had been sniffing around the royal family for a little too long to be entirely comfortable. Something about him reminded Lucifer of the magical signature that he had been chasing after in his search for his son. It upset and unnerved him in a way that he didn’t know how to articulate out loud. Charlie seemed to like him well enough and treated him like the older brother that she had been able to have, which made Lucifer’s heart ache more than he had thought it would.

One day, he was going to have the entirety of his family back together, he was sure of it. He was already working on getting his relationships with his children back on track. It was easier to do that with Charlie since his only crime with her was not being around when she was a child, which hadn't been something that he really had any control over. The next child would be Cain, who he would meet when he managed to bring him back from Earth to where he belonged. He would try to reach out to Ozzie and Satan eventually, but it would take a lot of work to convince them that they were wanted and loved.

Anger and loathing had built up in his system like a toxin as he began to realize all the things that Lilith had done to his family. He had been happy with his children before they had discovered her. She had ruined the childhood that Satan deserved and warped the reality that Ozzie understood as his own. He could see the damage that she had done to Charlie too, the way that she demanded everything in her life be perfect lest she panic about something. Not only did she have to terrorize the population of his realm by agreeing to a yearly extermination, but she had to shatter the family that he had fought tooth and nail to be able to have.

Lucifer had just returned from having dinner with his daughter, which was where many of the thoughts and feelings he was experiencing had come from. They plagued him most times, popping up when he least expected them and sending him down into the turmoil that he was learning how to thrive in. It was typical for something specific, like being around Charlie with it was just the two of them or felt more familial, that would remind him of the absence that the rest of his children had left in him.

He knew that he was making progress and that it was going to be slow, but he couldn’t help but wish that the time could be shortened by something. “The only thing that will get Cain back where he belongs faster is if you work on it more,” he reminded himself under his breath. Since moving into the hotel with his daughter, he had stopped talking to himself as much as he had back when he was at the palace. It was easier for someone to one, overhear him doing it, and two, find someone else to talk to so that the words could leave him and get a response in return.

He had been trying to balance the search for Cain with managing his relationship with Charlie and the maintenance of his kingdom. While he had been alone in his castle, his work and creating other versions of the toy that he had given Charlie when she was born were the only things to occupy his time. It was harder to balance all three missions that he had, but he was glad he had already set a precedent with his people so that they didn’t expect him to be out and in the public eye as Lilith had been.

Lucifer sat down at his desk and then opened the map of the population of Hell so that he could look it over. He had taken some of the technology that the VoxTek demon had created and then warped it with his own magic from the deepest bowels of Hell so that it would allow him to do what he needed much easier than before. He used to have to pour over enchanted paper maps that had been drawn with a pencil on a moving vehicle, which was good for the time but far outdated now. In the modern day, he had the proper technology to do what he needed.

The first thing that he did was make sure that all of the Overlords were accounted for and he didn’t have to have any meetings with new ones. When the sinners took power over certain parts of Hell, he had to negotiate contracts with them so that they wouldn’t try to usurp his power. He’d had a couple of people try to do that in the past, but they had been dealt with swiftly and quickly. It had still been annoying, so he made sure to take preventative measures against it while also maintaining some semblance of order in his kingdom.

He paused when he got to his castle, flicking the screen so that it zoomed in. There was an energy signature in the garden that there shouldn’t have been. He knew that the servants he still had maintaining the property sometimes explored further into the gardens than they usually did, but none of them ever went to the sacred land where he had first fallen. The being that was standing in the dead center of the crater was far different than the energy of the imps anyway, something familiar and strange at the same time.

He had felt something change when he was at dinner with Charlie but had tried to ignore it as another human coming to Hell that was more powerful than the others had been. That had been happening a lot more recently, especially with the change in how Heaven dealt with their own human souls. This energy felt familiar in the same way that Cain had when he had first noticed his son, but different at the same time. The magic rolling off of them felt like returning home, like a field of tall grass dotted with all kinds of flowers and a breath of fresh air. The worst part of it was that it felt a bit like Heaven, that crisp taste of clean white on his tongue and the tinge of cleaner in the back of his nose.

Lucifer stood and rushed towards the window of his room. He didn’t know what he was going to be facing, but he knew that if it was some kind of new threat that Heaven had sent down to him. He had known that Lilith was going to be upset now that her deal with his ex-lover had ended due to his death, but he hadn’t expected Heaven to go along with another one of her ideas. They were already so ashamed of the extermination that sending another being down to get messed up in their plans felt out of character for them.

As he flew, he began to take his kingly form. His wings had already stretched out behind him, but now they were taking a different shape. When he was an angel they had been fluffy and white, tinged with an undertone of red and blue to signify his place amongst the Seraphim. He still had the ability to show that version of himself to onlookers thanks to the magic that let him shapeshift, but that wasn’t the natural form that his wings took. It was more comfortable for him to be in the form that the land had granted him, so that was what he took when he was going to be using more magic than he had since Charlie’s birth.

By the time that he had landed, his entire form had changed. His horns had grown massive on his head and now held a ball of flickering fire between them, the bright red that burned along all the walls of his palace instead of the electric lighting that the rest of Hell had taken during the centuries. His tail had emerged again and was lashing protectively behind him, the point deadly and sharp enough that it was cutting down the grass around him. His skin had taken on a dark red and golden shimmer to it, like the power was coming off of him in waves.

The first thing that Lucifer did when he landed was take stock of the things around him. He was able to tap into more of his powers when he was touching the land that had given him these abilities in the first place, so he could tell where each of the servants and other beings were on the castle grounds. Nothing seemed out of place there, all of them going about their duties as if nothing had happened. The only thing that was different was in the little courtyard that he had built around the place where he had first landed. Lilith had hated that he immortalized the location where he had been rejected from his first family. He used to think it was because it represented the callousness that Heaven had treated him with, but now he was inclined to believe that it was because the marker was a remembrance to the fact that he’d had a life outside of her with other people he had loved.

The massive crater in the ground was only part of what he had created out of the location, the statue was a bigger piece. It was a stone version of himself and his son, halfway between their demonic forms and their angelic forms. Of course, Ozzie had only taken on his Sin and demonic appearances when they had traveled back to Lust on his hundredth birthday, when his magic was finally ready and capable to be used to rule over that portion fo the land. The idea behind the statue meant more than the factual accuracy of it, though, so Lucifer had never pointed that out to anybody.

There was something different about the statue now. Near the base of Lucifer’s broken three wings, the ones that were feathery and pointed up towards the sky where he had fallen, was a crumbled shape of something brown and gray. It was shuddering slightly and twitching as it moved, which meant that it wasn’t a bit of fabric or what he had originally thought.

He stepped forward, nearing the figure. He was trying to get a good reading on the energy that the being possessed to figure out if they were a demon, a sinner, or an animal of some kind. A shock ran through his system as he found trace amounts of angelic energy just as he had back at the hotel when he was on his computer. While flying over, he had hoped that it was something that had been put into glitchy software, since he had altered it on his own without help from other people.

He found that his first inkling of something angelic had been correct, though. As he stepped closer, the smell of something clean in the very back of his nose grew so intense that he felt like he was going to die on the spot. He pressed on, until he was brought to his knees in front of the being and rolling them over to ask what was wrong.

His heart stopped then in his chest as his eyes fell upon the face of a lover long lost. Adam’s sun-tanned skin had lightened after years and millenia of hiding it underneath a mask and in the perfect realm of Heaven, but all his other features had remained just the same. His eyes were closed but his lashes were still long enough to rest along his graceful and freckle-covered cheeks. He had filled out with the lack of work that he’d had to do during his rewarding afterlife, but his cheekbones and jawline remained the same with the bit of brown stubble clinging to them. The only thing that had changed was the gray clinging to the edges of his hairline, where his ears should have been. They had elongated into something akin to a sheep’s ears, hanging close to his chin when they weren’t perking up due to the sounds around him.

Lucifer leaned down, beholden and awestruck by the form in front of him. Gone were the white and yellow robes that he had always donned when he was descending from the heavens to kill hundreds if not thousands of Lucifer’s people on a deal that his ex-wife had made for her own pleasure and ego. They had been replaced by a primitive wrap made out of dried grass that clung to his body tightly, specifically over the hips and stomach that had swollen time and time again as he had born children in the Garden of Eden. One of which had been Lucifer’s son, the child that he had left Adam all alone with in his banishment.

He didn’t know what he was supposed to do now. He had wanted Adam to come back so badly, but he had no idea what he was meant to do once that wish had been granted. So much of his life had been scrambling for something that would never be gifted. First love from one of his brethren, then relief from the demands of pregnancy, then the touch of another human on heated skin, then a return back to a home that he would never know, then the brush of godhood that came with bearing another child in a realm God could not touch, and finally the presence of his children. Adam had been the one thing that he had longed for more than anything, the one thing that he knew was so far out of his grasp that he would never be able to hold it again as long as the structures that God had made were stable.

And yet, the man in question was laying in the dirt of his garden.

Lucifer took a hesitant step forward before another and another. He then collapsed down onto the ground in front of Adam, brushing his darkened fingertips over the tanned face before him. His fingers trailed down his cheek and to his chin as they had done nearly ten thousand years ago, when the biggest thing that he’d had to worry about was if the baby was going to wake up before they had finished their activities together. His eyes drifted down to Adam’s stomach, which he had remembered being ever so slightly swollen with child the last time the two of them had really com in contact with each other. There was a bit of a gut laying over the toned muscle from all the fighting he had done when he had traveled down to Hell, but the babe was long since born and raised.

He startled backwards so hard that he immediately fell down onto his ass when he realized that bright glowing red eyes were staring up at him from once shut eyes. “Adam?” he asked. Despite the fact that he was in his demonic form and in the place that was most sacred to him, he was still scared. He had lived for several millennia knowing that the one person that he loved most had it out for him more than all the others did, and that had warped his sense of safety quite significantly.

“Ah, fucking shit,” the First Man groaned, his hands immediately moving to cradle his head. He let out a gasp when he felt the tiny beginnings of horns nestled in the mats of brown hair that were covering his head. He sat up and then immediately whanged his forehead into the stone statue that he had been curled up under.

Lucifer reached out with a laugh and brought him into the sunlight. While Hell was often depicted as being nothing but fire and brimstone, sometimes also depicted as something that was frozen and inhospitable, but it was very similar to earth. There had been people and other beings there before Lucifer had fallen and long before the first sinner in the form of Lilith had joined their ranks. The grass that grew around his statue was long and blew in the wind in a very similar way to what they had experienced when they were in the Garden, which only served to make him feel even more like he had tumbled back in time while flying to his castle. “Are you alright?” he asked.

“I fucking hit my head against whatever the fuck that is, do I look alright to you?” Adam asked. His voice was gruffer than when they had first met, weathered by years of using it to yell after child and groan when birthing them.

“I mean, you’ve already died twice so it’s not like there’s a lot that can happen to your brain any longer,” Lucifer replied. The words flowed so easily from him and into the open air between them, it felt like nothing had ever changed.

Adam’s eyes widened when he heard that he had died for a second time, apparently just taking in where he was and the fact that his body had changed. He brought his hands up in front of his body and looked over his hands, turning them over and over. “I guess I did,” he finally said. He looked back up at Lucifer and then grinned with the smile that the angel remembered from the Garden instead of the one that he had always sported when he was coming down to Hell to exterminate his people. “If I’m in Hell as a demon, then I can do this, right?” he asked.

Before Lucifer could ask what he meant, he had surged forward and connected their lips together in a kiss. It felt like the last time that they had done it, back when Lucifer was an Angel and had only ever carried a singular child in his womb. He reached up and placed his hands on either side of the sinner’s face so that he could deepen their kiss. The brush of their lips on top of each other, the dancing of their tongues, the awkward clank of teeth as they tried to relearn bodies they had once known so well. It all sent rushes of love and adoration throughout his body so that he felt like he had when he had first tapped into his magic while in the Garden.

Something had misaligned itself inside of him when he fell, something that he had never been able to put back in its rightful place. He had tried for years and years, assuming at first that it was the romantic love that he needed to get from the woman that became his wife and then assuming that it was the absence of a child in his arms. While he still felt the gap in his life that his children had left, he now knew that broken piece of him was the place that Adam was meant to fill. They had loved and cherished each other so dearly that it was almost a given that they would only feel whole when they found each other again.

The kiss broke too quickly after it had started, but it only took a moment of them looking at each other with heavy lidded eyes before they slammed back together like magnets facing opposite directions.

Lucifer could feel hands traveling up and down his body. They brushed first against his shoulders to hold him in place and then to push him down into the high grass of the little meadow around his crater and statue. The feeling of the grass brushing against his face and arms brought him back to the happiest time in his life, when he had lost Michael but had his darling baby and a new lover to comfort him through it. Those thoughts mixed together with the arousal that was already pooling in his gut to make him feel so warm that he was transforming into a star.

His demonic form began to slip away from him so that it was safer for him to interact with another being in that kind of an intimate situation. His horns remained just as long as they had been and his wings were splayed out in all their red-leather glory to either side of his body, but the fire that traced down his back and swirled in a fiery ball over his head disappeared. His claws retracted back into his fingers so that he could brush the tips over Adam’s own heated skin, stimulating him back in a way that Lilith had never allowed.

Adam squeezed any bit of flesh that he was able to access as hard as he could. It was a bit painful, but in a way that fueled the spinning ball of twine that sat in Lucifer’s gut. He was getting hot with his arousal, to the point where he knew that he couldn’t keep his clothes on for much longer. He continued to enjoy the moment that they were experiencing with each other, grasping at the robe that Adam was wearing to try and get it off his body.

“You’re just as eager as you were when you were knocked up in the Garden,” Adam growled into his ear.

Despite all the trauma he had gained from his last pregnancy, despite the fact that had vowed to himself that he wouldn’t carry another baby because it would only end in pain for everyone involved, he moaned. He adored the thought of Adam watching Lucifer play around with his wife while heavy with the child of another, he loved the reminder of what it had been like to gently show Adam what sex was like only to leave him heavy and burdened with Cain.

“You’re a dirty boy, watching us from the tree line while your wife fucked me,” Lucifer grinned.

“I can already tell how much you like it,” Adam growled. He had always had some huskiness to his voice, but now that he was a sinner instead of a saint it had grown in multitudes. It made Lucifer feel absolutely devious, he wanted to be devoured and consumed in every single way that he could be.

“I do like it, but that doesn’t mean that I should like it with you,” Lucifer replied. He placed his hands on either side of Adam’s shoulders and then flipped them over. The sinner was splayed out on the ground with his hair in the grass, catching the sun and making him look like the old paints of the Saints. “You decided that you were going to stay in the Garden instead of coming with me and only left when Eve told you that you had to. Then you came down into my kingdom and hurt me people and one of my daughters. What am I meant to do with that? Memories are good but the future is now.”

To accentuate his point, he ground his hips down into the raging erection that Adam was sporting. Lucifer was aware of the fact that the demonic transformation that a lot of sinners faced also affected their genitalia, he had heard rumors about snake and shark demons having two cocks or moth sinners that laid hoards of eggs, but he hadn’t anticipated it on the First Man. Usually, when he and Adam fooled around in the Garden, Adam was the one on the receiving end of a cock. Lucifer had felt it before, of course, when they tried the other way around before Adam had determined that he liked it the other way around.

Those few experiences, as well as the times that he had stroked the man off while fucking him as hard as he could, had made him well acquainted with Adam’s cock. He was able to immediately fell that it had grown several inches and was now about as thick as his forearm. He could feel his own member growing so hard that it ached in his pants, but that was nothing compared to the way that his cunt was spasming and begging for anything to be buried inside of it.

There was a twitch from under him that brought him back to his mind. He hadn’t even realized that he had drifted into his own fantasies about what it would be like to get speared until that moment. He quickly snapped back to reality and tightened his hold on Adam’s arms. “Why don’t you show me that you’re sorry and then we can talk about you getting this pretty pussy pleasured?” Lucifer asked.

“You think that I’m going to risk getting knocked up by you again? No thanks. Especially when I know how pretty you are while you’ve got a big ass bump,” Adam growled. He managed to break the hold that the devil had on him and ran his fingers down the place where his babies had been nestled hundreds of years ago at the most recent. “I want you to ride my cock, babe. Let me worship you the way that people should have been since the very beginning, Morningstar.”

That stunned him enough that the only thing he could do was sit there with his mouth slightly agape. Adam’s hands, now completely free from his hold, began to travel over the myriad of buttons on the front of his waistcoat and button down shirt. He leaned back just a bit, so that his shoulderblades and wings hit the front of Adam’s legs and knees. He gaped as he watched the fingers that he had fallen so far in love with, not just because of the sexual pleasure that they brought him but also because of the way that they made him feel loved and cherished when they danced over his skin, undo each button one by one.

Adam traveled up to undo his waistcoat and then down to remove the shirt underneath it. Lucifer was glad that he had decided to forgo any kind of tie or bowtie that day, so that Adam had easier access to his entire body without another bit of fabric being in the way. The sinner pushed the material of his shirt and waistcoat off of his shoulders so that he was more exposed than he had been before.

The wind picked up as it traveled down from the top of the castle to where they were both laying in the little meadow. It caused goosebumps to pop up on his flesh and his nipples to become pert without even a bit of arousal traveling up to them.

“Damn, I knew that you’d had more kids since we slept together last but being the King of Hell must have really helped with your stretch marks,” Adam commented. The only marks that were on Lucifer’s bosom were from the first two children that he had carried since his chest had been bound and then the milk removed from it when he had given birth to his third child. Now wasn’t the time to say something like that, not when he was so close to being treated as gently as he desperately wanted to be.

So he leaned down and brought his lips together with Adam’s. He snapped the other man’s clothes off of him so that the robe was spread out against the grass below them. It was as if he were recreating the experience that he’d had with Lilith all those millenia ago, making it so that he was intertwined with the person that he had really wanted to be with instead of the person that was willing to do the dirty work. He had never blamed Adam for not being willing to sleep with him at that point in their relationship, he was married and still holding out hope that his wife would learn to love him. That had never happened, and now Adam’s only purpose was to be held and loved by the King of Hell.

“I didn’t know that you could do that, you should have done it more when we were in the Garden. Would have made it easier with the baby,” Adam commented. His thick fingered were now working open the clasp that kept Lucifer’s belt together.

“I don’t want to talk about the garden or my children,” Lucifer shook his head. If he thought too hard about any of the babies that he had helped create directly then he was going to crumble back into that black maw of depression that sat heavy in his chest at all times. He also knew that if he thought too much about the Garden then he was going to get weepy about things that might have been.

“Alright, demanding too. Daddy like,” Adam laughed. He had finally managed to slip the leather from the loopholes that had helped keep Lucifer’s pants on and discarded it towards the statue. He reached down and quickly began to unzip his pants and shove them, along with his boxers, down so that the fallen angel was just as exposed as he was. “Damn, you’re fucking beautiful.”

“Are you going to do something about it?” Lucifer asked, raising a quizzical eyebrow at him.

“You know that I am,” the First Man replied with a grin that made the other feel as though he was about to be consumed.

Adam’s hands moved back to his ass, one of his palms cupping the entirely of his flesh. He dragged the other being closer to him by that hold so that both of Lucifer’s feet were on either side of his head. He could feel the way that his toes were being tickled by the grass, the sensation adding to the wonderful excitement of what was to come. Adam grinned at him again before his tongue darted out of his mouth, revealing the fact that during his transformation when he reformed in Hell, it had also lengthened and gotten much thicker.

Lucifer let out an excited little gasp as he opened his legs further so that Adam had more access to his cunt and cock. The other being rewarded him for this by licking up his length and then focusing on his wet folds. “Already soaking for me, baby, I like that,” Adam growled into him. He licked a stripe up the other man’s cunt and then dove his tongue deep into the folds, thrusting with it to get the fallen angel as riled as he could be.

Lucifer felt as though he were disintegrating around the tongue inside of him. It had been so long since he had been pleasured by anything other than the assortment of toys that he had shamefully ordered about a hundred years after their invention. He had added to it every time that the humans on earth brought something new to his realm, but none of it would ever compare to what was happening now.

The coil inside of him grew tighter and tighter until it was almost ready to release. Adam must have been able to tell that his cunt was beginning to throb less and tighten more, because that was when he retracted his tongue back into his mouth. “Ah, ah, baby. The reason that you got that wet for me in the first place was because I promised the king of Hell another spare.”

“Don’t- don’t refer to my children like that,” Lucifer flinched back.

Adam, the person that had hated him more than the rest of the entire universe only a couple of weeks prior, seemingly realized that he had made a mistake. His eyes softened and he reached one of his massive hands up to Lucifer’s face, cupping the soft material there before he shuffled them around. Lucifer plopped down into Adam’s lap, which made his slicked cunt rub up against the erection that the First Man was sporting. He let out a wanton moan, throwing his head back so that the shaggy locks of blond hair haloed his face the way that Adam had been earlier.

Despite the fact that they had long since fallen, there was always going to be some bit of Heaven clinging to them like an illness that one couldn’t quite shake. Lucifer thought that it made them both look beautiful, copulating a relationship that had gotten them spurned from the place that was supposed to be an eternal paradise so that they could make something far better with each other.

Now that they were facing each other properly, Adam took the hand that he had used to cup Lucifer’s head to bring their lips together in another kiss. This one was just as passionate as the others had been, but somehow more passive. It was worshipful in a sense, just as the sinner had promised it would be when they started their game of chase.

He savored every bit of it, memorizing it as it was and not what he would dream of it being when he was left alone again. Lucifer’s mind was then cleared of all thought as he felt his hips be tipped backwards so that Adam’s cock could brush down his folds again. He whined when the tip entered him and then the shaft followed. He had been filled with many things before, either through the rendezvous that he had with other angels when he was in Heaven or his wife in Hell or the toys that he had kept himself occupied with, but it was nothing compared to the feeling of being reunited with the man that he had loved so much for so long.

They just sat like that for a while, Adam buried entirely inside of Lucifer’s cunt and their lips meeting together again and again. It was a miraculous feeling, but the pleasure that he got when Adam started moving made the fullness feel like nothing. He was wracked with the euphoria of it, his body shaking as his thighs struggled to bring him up and down.

Adam brough his massive hands down to either of Lucifer’s hips, helping him move so that the fallen angel could meet his thrusts. Lucifer had already become susceptible to Sin and fallen, but he knew that if he had experienced this kind of pleasure and desire when he was in Heaven then he simply would have fallen through the clouds and down into Hell on the spot.

When his orgasm finally snapped in his gut and made every single one of his muscles tighten and release at the same time, he knew that no other sexual encounter would ever be able to match that one. It felt like coming home after far too long of being gone, it felt like stepping down onto the ground for the first time and getting that amazing rush of power, it felt like being reunited with his first love in a way that he had only dreamed of. Most of all, it felt like he had been properly put back together and wasn’t going to crumble at even the smallest of breeze.

They both slowly came down from their climaxes, Adam buried all the way inside of Lucifer and clinging to him like he was going to disappear. Their mouths were mere centimeters from each other as they panted for energy and air, exhausted after the tribulations of their exertions. It was a moment that Lucifer never wanted to end, even if he knew that the milky white cum inside of him was likely already working its way through his fertile womb to make another being that he would never be able to properly care for, despite his lack of trying. The fact that he never wanted the moment to end meant that it had to, of course.

Adam let out a groan of pain as he tilted his head forward so that it was resting on Lucifer’s shoulder. He gave a small shudder and mumbled something about his head as the magic in the air around them crackled. Lucifer turned his head to the side just in time to see who massive horns begin to grow from Adam’s forehead, right where the nubs had been lost in his hair beforehand. The fingers clinging to his hips bit into the flesh as claws grew from the tips of his nails, uncontrollable with the pain that the First Man was going through.

“I don’t understand what’s going on,” Adam whispered, his voice pained and small.

The words of explanation had tumbled from his lips as soon as they had appeared in his mind, a gift from the land that they were resting on top of. “There was this prophecy, well there were a lot of prophecies for the native peoples that occupied this land, but there was this specific one that would always get brought up. Lilith was obsessed with it from the moment that she learned about it and I could never understand why it was such a big deal to her. But I think it was because she always knew that it wasn’t about her, some part of her was aware that another person was going to come along and fulfill it.”

“Are you going to tell me what this has to do with my entire fucking body changing again or do I have to piece it together?” Adam grumbled as he pressed the hand on his forehead even harder against his skull to numb more of the pain.

“Right, right, sorry,” Lucifer shook his head to get his thoughts back in order. “The prophecy states that the first of the Fallen would reunite with a Sinner lover that they had known during their life, and that the two of them would create a child that would unite the land of Hell.”

“So that’s Charlie, right?” Adam asked. He sat back so that his head was hanging into the shadows cast by the statue, trying to ebb the flow of blood that had been caused by the horns erupting into their current shape faster than the skin of his body could handle.

“Lilith desperately wanted it to be. She was said to be the First Sinner in the beginning of Hell, back when we were trying to establish our rule and get the other Sins set up. But her powers were more inclined towards a succubus, especially now that I know more about that realm. I think that she actually got transformed into a demon when she was in the desert around Eden instead of dying like I always thought. I think that you’re the only sinner that I ever knew well when they were alive.”

“Does… does that mean we’re going to have another baby?” Adam asked.

Lucifer placed his hand on his stomach as he thought about it. Having Adam being the person that was mentioned in that specific prophecy made so much sense and explained why he had never felt that magical bond with Lilith outside of her assuming a certain title. He was the first fallen angel and very sacred to the peoples that had lived in his realm before he ruled over it, but Adam was the first man and the first sinner so would fit into a sacred place for the human souls. Together they would unite the factions that had lived separately for so long, creating harmony in Hell where there had been wars and the breaking of sacredness between demons and sinners.

“I think so,” he replied with a shy smile. It dropped off his face almost immediately as he asked, “Is that okay? I know that I’m the most hated being in the entire universe, so it would make sense if you didn’t want to follow the prophecy of the land and have a baby with me or marry me.”

“You know I only said that shit because Sera was listening, right? I originally pitched the idea of an extermination so that I could come down here and talk to you properly without the hubbub of other angels or saints around me. Then on the day of the first one I found out that she had created me an army with five hundred female angels that she could use to spy on me while I came down. So I was never actually going to be able to sneak off and find you like I wanted.”

“You wanted to come and find me?” Lucifer asked, bringing his eyes up from where he had been staring at his hands. He had never been told that he was wanted before, not like that. Lilith had said that she wanted him, but he had always known that he was a means to an end the same way that he had been to Michael. Mammon had only ever wanted him for a moment, a friend comforting a friend after they had been through something deeply traumatic. Adam, on the other hand, wanted him enough to risk the wrath of the Almighty and come to find him.

“Of course I did. I never actually got to tell you that Cain was yours. I only found out that you didn’t know that after you fell, so I wanted to let you know that you had another kid running around earth,” Adam explained with a small shrug. Despite the way that he was trying his hardest to be nonchalant about the entire thing, Lucifer could tell that he actually cared very deeply.

“I learned that he was mine when I felt him for the first time, while trying to find Lilith on earth,” Lucifer explained with a small smile. He collected his clothing from where it had been scattered in the grass around them, pulling it back onto his body while Adam continued to nurse the headache his horns had given him.

“She’s in Heaven,” Adam said. “Am I coming with you or do I have to find some hovel to live in with the other Sinners?”

Lucifer smiled shyly at him, feeling excitement and nerves pool in his stomach. “If you want to live with me then you can, but I think that the two of us have a lot that we have to talk about.”

“That’s the understatement of the fucking entirety of time,” Adam laughed, slowly rising to his feet as well.

---

They did end up getting some amount of talking done. It was nothing compared to the amount of sex that they had, but most of the topics that Lucifer was worried about had been covered in the first week that they were back together.

It was determined that they had loved each other since they were back in the garden and they were going to try to pursue a relationship with each other. Boundaries and triggers were discussed, but that conversation had mostly been Adam dragging the shit that Lilith had put the fallen angel through out of him with a crowbar. It was hard to think about her when he was curled into the side of his new lover, dreaming of what could have been if Adam had been the one to lead him out into the desert instead of Lilith.

They also discovered that with the demonic form that Adam had gained after their first time consummating their relationship game apparently came with some interesting powers. When they weren’t being overly gushy about being in love with each other or letting Adam rawdog Lucifer into the next century, they were trying to get his magic balanced out enough that it wouldn’t blow a hole through the nearest wall.

During that time, he had completely forgotten about Charlie and the fact that he had agreed to help her with the hotel. It was tickling the back of his mind, trying to remind him that he had something else to do, but that was entirely overshadowed when he noticed that the usually borderline-concave of the space between his hips was beginning to fill out again. It was something that he knew was coming, the child had to be conceived so that the prophecy in Hell could be fulfilled and he wasn’t exactly being careful.

He had told Adam a little bit ago and had gotten a gentle kiss in return, but he wasn’t quite sure what that meant. He was almost glad that it hadn’t been a bigger reaction because that would have reminded him of the way that Lilith had been so fixated on making him carry a child for her. He wished that he had known why she wanted a baby so badly at the time, he might have been able to push her off for longer or make sure that Charlie wasn’t raised with expectations that she was never going to be able to meet. It was too late for all that now, though, so he had to focus on making the future for the child inside of him as positive and loving as possible.

He was currently sitting in the parlor that he and Adam had taken to using as a living room, watching as the other demon moved through the magical meditations that Lucifer had taught him. He wasn't’ sure if a sinner’s connection to the land was going to be similar enough to his for them to actually work, but he hadn’t been able to think of anything else that might help. Lucifer let one of his hands travel to his stomach, brushing over the spot where the bump was not getting visibly noticeable around his clothing. He had yet to drag any of his maternity clothes from Charlie out of the back of his closet, worried that it would bring him back to that awful time in his life.

Almost as if she had been summoned by him thinking about her, he heard a knock on the door and her voice ring out through the long hallways of the palace. “Dad? Are you home? The staff said that you were but they might be lying to me so that you can hide for longer,” she accused.

Lucifer glanced at Adam and found that the other man was wearing the same startled expression that he was. He hadn’t realized how long he had gone without seeing his daughter again and immediately he was overwhelmed with guilt. He had been trying to hard to repair the rift between the two of them because he knew that there were only so many chances that he could get before they were all gone and he was left entirely and completely alone.

“Charlie! We’re in here!” he yelled.

There was the sound of pounding footsteps and Lucifer immediately regretted not going to meet his daughter in the hallway. He loved the fact that she had made so many friends when she was running her hotel, but he didn’t trust them the way that she did and was worried that they wouldn’t be as friendly to Adam as she might be. He had just stood up so that he could close the door before anyone other than his youngest, for the present time, saw what he was talking about.

He then stopped, his eyes going wide as he saw a face that he assumed he was never going to be blessed with again, outside of the times when they had to see each other to rule their lands.

“Are the rest of us allowed to come in as well?” Ozzie asked.

“I…” Lucifer trailed off.

“Surprised to see us?” Satan asked as she stepped around Charlie and into the room. “Charlie let us know that you tried reaching out and being a dad to her, and only her mind you, but that you had disappeared. We tried to tell her that was just something that you did but she wouldn’t listen to us and insisted that we come to find you.”

Almost all of his children were standing in the room with him at that present moment. He could see Adam’s eyes widening as he tried to take in the appearance of two sins and the heir to Hell’s throne. It had to be a lot for the demon, seeing as he had also just acquired a new form and fallen from the only land that he had ever known.

“I… I thought that the two of you wouldn’t want anything to do with me. You told me that you didn’t several times when I tried to reach out,” Lucifer defended. That part of his mind that told him to just let it go when his pride was hurt reared up again, but the magic that was flowing from his womb told him that he shouldn’t listen to it. “I tried to be the best father that I could to all of you, but there were a lot of circumstances that prevented me from being what you needed. I’m sorry that I couldn’t fulfill your needs, but it wasn’t for lack of trying.”

Satan folded her arms over her chest and stared down at the ground in front of her. Ozzie stepped around his sisters and then wrapped his father up in a hug, whispering, “I know, Dad.”

“You do?”

“I’m beginning to realize just how complicated families are and I’m trying harder not to blame you for shit that you couldn’t control. If you’re wondering, I’m not pregnant and neither are either of my partners, I’m just helping one of my boyfriends work through the absolute disastrous trauma that his shitty father left him with. It reminds me a lot of our family, Blitz’s father abused everyone around him but was particularly rough with his family and pitted them against each other constantly. His mom tried her best, but there was only so much that she could do when she was sick and also being abused, you know? Reminds me a bit of our family even if our mom was the one that sucked and our dad was the one trying to defend us. Lilith was fucking awful to both me and Satan, but I know that she was even worse to you. I mean, making you go to a meeting while you’re in labor is barbaric! Not to mention that we heard some of the fights that the two of you got in when we were little,” Ozzie winced.

“She did what?” Adam asked.

Charlie apparently only then realized that he was in the room. She spread her legs as she took a fighting stance and then summoned her trident, black and pink as she found her own color palet, into her hand. “What do you think that you’re doing down here? You’ve been killing my people for decades!”

“He didn’t have a choice, Charlie!” Lucifer said quickly as he stepped between her and Adam. He was beginning to feel a bit lightheaded with how quickly he was breathing. He was so glad that this pregnancy was going easier on him than the one with Charlie had, he didn’t know if he could bare all the excitement while also wanting to vomit up everything he had ever eaten.

The two shared a small glance with each other before they turned back to the girl that they had such a complicated history with. “Adam suggested the exterminations as a way to have an excuse so that he could come and visit me. He never wanted to kill our people but Sera had him backed into a corner so he had to or he would be punished. And I think you know what kind of punishments Heaven likes to deal out.”

She didn’t look so sure about what he was saying but still put her weapon and horns away. She looked so much like him and so little like her mother when she was in her demonic form, it made Lucifer incredibly proud of her.

“Wait, are the two of you together?” Satan asked, finally snapping out of whatever was going on in her mind to look between the two of them.

“Uh,” Adam answered, his eyes wide and panicked as he looked between the horde of children in front of him and his partner.

“We are,” Lucifer nodded. “We were together in the Garden and decided that we wanted to take a second chance at it. After all, Adam is the sinner that was mentioned in the prophecy.”

Charlie stood in the center of the room, totally awestruck by what her father had said. “But I thought that was about me?” she asked, shaking slightly.

“Oh, love,” Lucifer whispered. He brought his daughter into his arms and pet her silky hair with his hand. He rocked her back and forth gently as she cried, what he wished he had been able to do for all of his children when they were going through something as deeply traumatic as what she was. He hadn’t been able to do it with them before, but now things had changed and he was in charge of making his own rules about what he could and couldn't do for his children.

She cried as long and hard as she wanted, everyone else standing around rather awkwardly. When she had finished, he brought her to the couch and had her sit down so that he could call some tea. He gestured for everyone else to do the same since it was clear that they all had to talk.

It was hard and long, not something that he really wanted to do. He had to tell his children about what Lilith had done to him when they were married and why he had never been able to stick up for them the way that they needed him to. He listened to them as they told him about the things that Lilith had put them through in turn, though they explained that at the time she was claiming it would help them become better sins. Adam listened to all of them and rubbed Lucifer’s back whenever anything got particularly challenging.

By the time that his children left, he was physically and emotionally drained but also felt better than he had in a long time. He felt as though he had finally gone to a doctor and had the scabs removed from a wound that would never heal, letting the puss and infection run out of him until the only thing that was left was pure golden blood. He wasn’t going to magically get the relationship that he wanted with them, nothing would ever be able to put him back in time so that he could fix the mistakes that he had made, but some relationship with them was better than nothing at all.

It was only him and Adam in the darkened parlor now, Lucifer leaning back against the loveseat that he had been perched in all day. He had already spilled so much of his heart that it felt like almost nothing as he said, “Do you want this baby? I know that you said that you wanted me, but all of my children including the one that I’m going to be bearing soon is another thing entirely.”

Adam had been tidying up some of the candy wrappers that Charlie and Satan, who had gotten along better than Lucifer had thought that they would, had left scattered over the couch. He dumped them down onto the coffee table with their long forgotten tea and then made a b-line over for Lucifer. He knelt down in front of his people, his golden gaze so overwhelming that it made Lucifer feel like his very soul was on display for the other man. “Lucifer, I want anything and everything that you are willing to give me. I want to fuse our bodies together so that I never have to be worried about being separated again. I want you to bring our son home so that you can meet him properly and I want you to carry and birth as many babies as you want so that we can have a chance at being a proper family again.

“You always did love baby animals,” Lucifer said affectionately. He brushed his hands over the side of Adam’s face before he leaned down and brought their lips together in a sweet kiss.

It was strange to be given total autonomy with his pregnancy and life in general. Lilith had made sure that he presented himself in a certain way so that they could preserve the image of the royal family. Adam didn’t seem to think that way and appeared to be perfectly ready to let Lucifer life and love however he wanted. It was definitely going to take some getting used to, but that was the kind of getting used to that he had always wanted.

---

Eventually, they determined that it was better to move in with Charlie at her hotel. None of the kids ever wanted to come visit them because of the memories that they had associated with it. Lucifer had also been getting nightmares of the last time that he was pregnant, so it was an overall better decision to live there.

Just as he had thought, many of the residents of the hotel that knew Adam’s identity and the role he had played in the extermination weren’t too fond of him. They adjusted rather quickly when they saw how much of an act he had been putting on for Sera and the other exorcists, but relaxed even further when they saw how comfortable he was around Charlie and vice versa.

Lucifer was spending more time with each of his children. He was helping Charlie run the hotel since he was more reliable than a sinner would be. He also spent a lot of time talking with Ozzie and Satan on the phone or texting them about how their days were. Satan came to visit him almost every single Monday, where they would cuddle and watch movies or play games and let her have some quiet time. Ozzie often came to the both of them with questions about what he should do to help his partners and things that would make for romantic and new dates.

The search for Cain had continued much like it had been before Adam returned. Lucifer was currently sitting in the office that he had made himself, having created an entire apartment for him and Adam to occupy. He was exhausted and needed to take a nap, now almost thirty weeks along, but he had just spotted something promising.

He zeroed in on the space on the map that was flickering oddly. It was the same place that Cain had been a couple times before, a murky bog in the middle of nowhere Louisiana. Lucifer couldn’t figure out why anyone would want to spend their time there, but it made sense that Cain would use it to hide from the people that he was always going to cause misfortune to.

He placed both of his feet down onto the stones that made up his office and then pulled the magic up through them from the ground so that it was flowing through him. He focused as hard as he could on the spot on the map, sending his magic to that place on earth. When he felt the echo of a soul that was part of him and part of Adam, he knew that he had found the right thing. He tugged his hand backwards to yank at the echo and bring the physical being on the other side to him.

There was a loud pop in the room as a whole being manifested in his room from another realm. If he had been trying to pull someone from another part of Hell then it would have been much easier, but it was tricky to transcend realms as he was now. He opened his eyes and then beamed when he saw the boy that he now knew was his son.

“What’s going on?” Cain asked, shifting so that he was standing instead of kneeling. He had fallen when he was transported, but there didn’t seem to be any injuries on his body.

“I brought you home, Cain. You may not know me, but I am Lucifer and your sire. I didn’t like the way that God decided to punish you for what I know is an accident, especially not since Abel also found his way here despite being the victim of the accident. I have access to your father and can bring him to you if you want,” Lucifer said. He knew that he hadn’t had any part in raising Cain and had never even met him before, so he wasn’t sure what their relationship was going to end up being.

To his surprise, the man launched himself across the floor and then wrapped him up a tight hug. “Adam always told me that you were my dad, I heard so much about you when I was growing up. Thank you for bringing me here instead of leaving me on earth, I never want to go back there.”

“And you’ll never have to. I know that Heaven doesn’t have anyone watching you, they’re too cocky,” Lucifer scoffed. As many problems as he’d had with his own realm, they were nothing compared to what Heaven had faced when they were trying to make it look like they weren’t struggling. He had always been upset about how many things were falling by the wayside when he had participated in their antics.

“Can I go see Abel? And Adam. I want to see Eve too, she raised me like I was one of her own children even though I wasn’t,” Cain explained.

He rose slowly from his chair, the belly getting in the way of his ease of movement and his balance. He placed one hand on his back to support the weight as he motioned for Cain to follow after him. “Abel is going to need a meeting because he has a job and a family down here that he is very busy with. Trust me, I’ve tried to get him to actually return my calls in a shorter time span than a week and it’s completely futile. Eve… I don’t know how soon we’ll be able to get her in contact with you. She’s a very free spirit and just kind of does whatever she wants whenever she wants. We let her go about her business and don’t bother her and it seems to be what she prefers.”

“Yeah, Mom always liked to be in her own head when she wasn’t taking care of all of us. She had a really rough life before she died,” Cain commented. He then tightened up and turned to look back at Lucifer, “Is it okay for me to call her mom? I don’t know what you want to be referred to, I never got the chance to ask you since I was punished before I really died.”

Lucifer stopped them in the hall so that they could take a moment and simply speak instead of rushing off to the next big thing. He could see the fear of the last ten thousand years wearing hard on Cain’s young face. He brushed his hand over sandy blond hair, a mix between himself and Adam. If things had been different, if he had been permitted to stay in the Garden like he had wanted with the man that he loved, then he would have seen Cain grow into the man that stood before him. “You can call me whatever you like,” Lucifer said softly. “I know that I wasn’t involved in your childhood at all and that makes me not a great parent for you, but I do care a lot about you.”

“I know that you do. Papa always told me that you did, he said that you couldn’t be with us because Heaven had punished you for loving him. I don’t think that’s fair but I of all people know what Heaven is really like,” Cain said. “Thank you for finding me.”

---

The fact that all of his children were finally in one place, a realm where he was connected to the land and could better watch out for them if something were to go awry, made him all the more ready to meet his baby. His pregnancy with the newest inclusion of the Morningstar Family had already been far more pleasant than the pregnancies that he’d had before. He wouldn’t go back and change anything because he loved his children as they were and only wanted to take the pain from them, but was worried that if one string was pulled then it would all come unraveled.

Adam was everything that he could have wished for in a partner and then more. He made sure that Lucifer stayed in bed when he was tired or feeling sick, he brought him ginger when his morning sickness had a flare up around his thirteen week, he was constantly feeling along his stomach for any flutter of movement from inside his swollen belly, and he had even gone so far as to hunt down the food that Lucifer was craving. He had also been very reassuring when Lucifer had worried about whether or not he would be any good around a baby again after never having raised one with a partner that enjoyed his company.

Truthfully, Adam was everything that he had dreamed he would be. The land was taking better care of him now that he was pregnant with the baby that they knew would unite the two waring factions together. Lucifer was allowed to daydream too, he wasn’t forced to do anything that he didn’t want to.

Something about labor always fogged his brain, though. Despite the fact that Adam had been nothing but kind to him and had done half the kingly work since the coronation and wedding that they’d had a couple of weeks after the sinner’s arrival, he was still busying himself the morning that he began to get cramps. His brain had assured him that it was fine because they were just small periods of pressure, something similar to what happened when the baby was laying too close to his spine. It had been told him that labor took forever and he had been in it with Charlie for almost a full day before the baby had come.

He had worked through the entire day while Adam was in his studio down the hall, practicing his guitar so that Lucifer had something nice to listen to while he filled out the massive stack of paperwork tha Mammon had sent him. He only realized how late it had gotten when the notification on his phone went off to remind him that he needed to get ready to go to the Sin meeting.

So he stood up and collected himself, smoothing his hair back and straightening his waistcoat out, before he walked down the hall. He reached Adam’s workshop and then paused, feeling the telltale pain and pressure of a contraction taking over his back. It started at the base of his spine and then crept slowly upwards until suddenly the entire thing had wrapped around his belly and pelvis. He took a deep breath and let it out to soothe some of the pain and pressure, before it was finally gone and he was able to return to himself.

Adam had apparently noticed that something was wrong while he was trying to cope with the contraction. “That another practice one, babe?” he asked.

Lucifer shook his head while he was getting his senses back in order. He’d been having the practice contractions for almost a month now and they had been ramping up in frequency in the last week as his body began to prepare for the delivery of their baby. “Are you ready for the meeting?”

“Shit, it’s that time already?” Adam asked as he glanced at the clock on the wall near the door. He set his guitar down on the chair that he had been sitting on and then grabbed his leather jacket. Now that he was in Hell, he was able to dress the way that he wanted instead of conforming to the way that Heaven expected all of their citizens to present themselves. He had done away with the pastel and faded robes and instead went for anything jewel toned. Today he was in a pair of beat down painters coveralls with a scratched up t-shirt underneath and a leather jacket to wear over the top. Lucifer was fairly certain that Satan had been giving him some of her old clothing with a spell on it to make it fit him.

“You lose yourself in your music so often, my love,” Lucifer teased as he brushed some of Adam’s hair back where it belonged behind his ear. It was beginning to get shaggy and long, like it had been back when the only way he could cut it was with a sharp stone in the Garden.

“I only get to do that because of you, hubby,” Adam grinned. He wrapped his long, muscular arms around Lucifer and then brought him in for a sweet kiss. Lucifer wrinkled his nose at the nickname, it was one of his least favorite but that was the reason that Adam used it in the first place, and then kissed back.

They pulled apart from each other and then began down the hallway so that they could get going from the meeting. Lucifer let out a hum of pain and paused his walk for only a second. The words that Lilith had spoken to him the last time that he was in labor echoed through his mind and he stepped forward despite the insane amount of pressure that was erupting in his pelvis.

“Babe, you okay?” Adam asked worriedly as he turned back so he could face his partner.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” he replied, though he knew that his voice was tight.

Lucifer tried to continue down the hall so that he could get to the meeting faster. He knew how long it had gone last time that a partner had found out he was laboring when they had work to do, so he was trying to avoid that happening again. Adam didn’t follow, however, and instead caught him before he had even gotten half a yard away from him. “Are you in labor?” Adam breathed, eyes wide with fear.

“I think so, but I promise that I can make it through the meeting. Please don’t be mad at me, I’m doing my best to fulfill my duties,” Lucifer said. He knew that Adam was different than Lilith, had never treated him the same way that she had, but his mind was already so distraught from being in labor. He wasn’t thinking clearly and he had never been able to do so throughout all of his pregnancies.

The other demon reached his hand up and brushed Lucifer’s hair back behind his ear before he kissed his forehead. “Baby, you’re okay. I’m not going to force you to attend a really long and boring meeting while you’re in labor. You’re going to go back to our room and change into your birthing robe.”

“What if it turns out that I’m not actually in labor?” Lucifer asked, wringing his hands in front of his swollen stomach. He let out a small groan as he felt the pressure return to him in full force. He didn’t know if the adrenaline rush or the promise of getting to stay home had shifted his labor a bit, but the contractions were already beginning to feel more serious.

“Then we’re going to pretend that we just forgot,” Adam laughed. “Babe, you’re the King of Hell. There’s nothing that anyone else can say against you without you threatening to smite them and it holding actual fucking weight. Plus, if anyone gives you shit then I’ll give them Hell right back.”

It was just the kind of response that he had been hoping for when he’d had Charlie. Of course it was said in the way that Adam always phrased things, with the vulgarity and threats that had made Lucifer fall so deeply in love with him. He may not have had the things he needed or wanted to when he had his youngest daughter, but he was having the perfect do over with his new husband. “Okay,” Lucifer beamed.

As soon as he gave the affirmative, Adam took his arm gently and led him back to the bedroom. He was undressed from the suit that he had put on for work when he thought they were going to the meeting and then put on something comfortable. Adam’s shirts always hung down to his knees and a bit off his shoulder, so it was comfortably stretched over his bump and let his skin breathe. Adam changed into a pair of sweats and one of his shirts as well, joking that they matched as he grabbed at his gut.

They settled down in the living room so that they could watch whatever was on TV while Lucifer labored. They ate their dinner alone and Lucifer was able to get something that didn’t make him nauseous. It was about an hour after the meeting should have ended when Lucifer got a call from Satan. She had returned to being a daddy’s girl and it made Lucifer happier than anything else in the world.

“Hello love,” Lucifer said when he answered the phone.

“Dad, are you okay? You didn’t show up for the meeting and no one knows why. Did something happen? Is Adam still treating you okay?” Satan asked. Her voice was scratchy in the way that if often got when she had been talking for longer than she usually did.

It warmed his heart to know that his children had been worried about him, but he was a little annoyed at his husband for forgetting to tell people something incredibly important like they had agreed. “Sorry I worried you guys, sweetie. Is everyone else there too?”

“Cain is out with Abel but Charlie and Ozzie are here with me,” Satan replied. “Why do you need them to be here too? Is everything okay?”

The warmth turned into an arc as he remembered how much stress and worry that he had already given his daughter, now that he was giving her even more. “I am perfectly fine and healthy. The baby is also fine, but that’s why I wanted everyone to be there when I said this. I’ve been in labor since the beginning of the morning and we’re likely to be an even bigger family when morning comes.”

Noise bled through the phoneline as the majority of his children heard what he had said and began to shout over each other to get him a message. He was able to hear a couple of question through the noise as well as some shrieks of excitement.

While they were all arguing with each other and nothing that was coming through the phone was really intelligible, he handed it over to Adam and then out a low groan. It was so much easier to deal with the pain when he was able to make noise and move through it instead of staying stagnant and silent in a chair or on a bed. He knew that it would be, since he had done that with his previous two birth, but it was nice to have the confirmation of it with his fourth experience.

“Everything is fine with your dad. Labors are a lot slower than they happen in movies except for on rare occasions, which is why everything is taking so long. He probably could have come in to the meeting but I’m not going to let him fucking martyr himself like he had to when Lilth was his spouse. We’ll let you know if we have to move to the hospital and when the baby comes. Don’t panic if we don’t text you until really late in the afternoon, shit’s hard and we’re gonna wanna nap. Also, don’t fucking come to the apartment unless we explicitly ask you to,” Adam explained.

Lucifer had been upset with him for not telling their children and friends why they hadn’t come to the meeting, but hearing him parent them so easily removed than anger entirely. He settled back into the couch when the pain was finally done making him feel like his stomach was in a vice. Once Adam had ended the call and set the phone down, he quietly asked, “Could you rub my ankles? I want to pace in a little bit, but they’re really painful.”

His husband immediately jumped into action. They were both passively watching the nature documentary about carnivorous plants as the labor experience continued throughout the night. Adam rubbed Lucifer’s ankles and feet so that he could pace around for an hour or two, helping him stand when the contractions came and getting him into bed when he saw his husband wear down. They slept after that, around the pain and the uncomfortable positions that Lucifer kept finding himself run into.

By the time that the early morning light was beginning to peak over the edges of the Hotel’s high windows, Lucifer’s water finally broke all over the floor. Unlike with Charlie, it came all at once and absolutely soaked the socks he had been using to keep the swelling in his ankles down. “Gross,” he commented, wrinkling his nose.

“Yeah, but necessary. One time Eve’s water broke so hard that it got in my mouth while I was checking to see if the baby was crowning because she said that there was a lot of pressure,” Adam explained. He had taken his husband’s hands and was leading him slowly through their bedroom to the en suite bathroom. They had both agreed that it would be easier for Lucifer to labor while submerged in water and neither wanted to deal with an actual birth pool when they had a very large and convenient bathtub.

Lucifer laughed, which felt good. All of his labors had felt so terrifying up until that point, for one reason or another. With Ozzie, he’d had no idea what was going to happen or what could mean that something had gone wrong. With Satan, he had so many other things to worry about and it had been much more painful than it had been in Heaven. Charlie’s birth had been the worst overall because he had been treated so poorly during it and then wasn’t even able to hold her to make up for it. This one was painful, but he knew what was going to happen and he was well supported throughout the entire process.

He sat down on the closed toilet seat as Adam got the bathtub beginning to fill. Once the water was at a good temperature and doing what it needed to, his husband turned to him. Adam helped Lucifer out of the wet underthings that were dripping onto the tile and then into the lightweight robe he had decided that he wanted to give birth in. It opened at the chest and around his stomach so that he could be entirely naked when he needed to start pushing or if he got overheated.

He lowered himself down into the warm water and almost moaned in pleasure from the relief that it gave him immediately. The pressure and pain from the contractions were still there as his body worked to bring the baby properly down into his birth canal. The reprieve that the water gave him was simply removing the heavy weight of the baby and the remnants of the fluid that was still leaking out of him. It also gave him the ability to move around easier because he wasn’t trying to navigate space with something that hadn’t been on his body for very long in the grand scheme of things.

Lucifer shifted around until he found a comfortable position. While he had been walking around before his water broken, he had noticed that his hips felt most comfortable when they were spread wide so that the baby sat in between them fully. So he knelt down with his face towards the outside of the tuband his arms folded on the edge to support him. Underneath the water, his legs were folded so that his feet could touch his bottom and his pelvis was tilted in just the right way to make him as comfortable as he could be. Adam sat on the other side, preparing all the towels and clamps that they would need when the baby was born.

It was determined that Adam would be the one to deliver the baby since he had been around countless births before, back when he was helping Eve deliver or laboring himself. Lucifer had been very nervous about the idea of hiring an outside midwife or doctor since it had gone so badly for him the one time that he did it, even with Adam’s assurances that he would be able to say no or turn anyone he didn’t like away at any time. This was an easier way for him to bring their baby into the world, especially since Belphegor was only one quick phonecall away.

The labor continued on for another half hour before Lucifer let out a little whimper, “I think that I need to push.”

“Hold on a second, baby, let me get in and check you,” Adam said. He put on one of the rubber gloves and then clambered into the water behind Lucifer. Since the contraction was already beginning to ebb, it had taken him about half of the length to determine that what he was feeling was real, he giggled at the water sloshing everywhere. “Shush, you,” Adam grumbled.

He pressed a kiss to Lucifer’s shoulder and then slowly navigated them into a place where he could check his husband’s dilation. It didn’t take long before he said, “You don’t need to push, you already have been. I can feel the baby’s head already. Keep going, babe, you’re doing so great already.”

He hadn’t even realized that he was relaxed enough to get the baby that close to being born, so he couldn’t help the surprised laugh that slipped past his lips. He turned and gave a brief kiss to Adam before he had to focus once again on pushing.

Adam stripped the glove off his hand and tossed it over the side of the tub for him to deal with later. He rubbed Lucifer’s hips and held his back when he began to get twitchy. Encouragement and words of adoration dropped from his lips with every contraction and push that wracked his husband’s body.

It was so much easier to give birth with the husband that he had chosen and person that had fathered his child right behind him, helping him to work through everything that was happening. Just as it had when he was having Satan, his mind slipped into a place where he was only focusing on each contraction as it rolled over him and the descent of his child inside of him. He was able to stay in that headspace instead of slipping in and out of it, though, unlike he had with his eldest daughter.

Soon the baby moved to crowning, stretching him so wide that he let out a little sob of pain. The burning fire was forgotten when he felt the baby’s head slip down and entirely out of him. “They’re almost here, Adam catch them!” Lucifer shouted when he finally processed what had happened.

“On it, Luci. Just keep pushing, you’re doing so well,” Adam encouraged. He stopped rubbing his husband’s hips and instead reached down into the water so that he was holding onto their baby’s head. To be able to do what they had agreed, he had his arms underneath Lucifer’s and their backs totally flush together.

It only took another push for the shoulders to come free and the rest of their newborn to slide into the world. Lucifer collapsed back against his husband, panting from the extra-long push that he had done so the entire process would finally be over with. They were both moved backwards as Adam leaned against the wall of the tub and then brought their newborn daughter up to his husband’s chest.

The entire world righted itself when he was allowed to touch his baby as soon as she was born instead of her being whisked away from him in an instant. He could feel the sticky mess of vernix matting her hair on the side of her head that was resting on him. He could feel the way that her chubby chest expanded every time she took in another breath so she could continue crying. He could even feel the way that her cord was pressed between them as Adam got out to collect the rest of his tools. “She’s so beautiful,” Lucifer whispered.

“Of course she is, we made her,” Adam commented as he clamped the cord in two places and then snipped it. He made sure that the water was still at a good temperature and then said, “If you want to wash her then I can towel her off when you’re done.”

Lucifer took the offered washcloth from his husband and then gently began to wash their baby off. He grunted and leaned back against the lip of the tub when the second wave of contractions for the afterbirth started. He immediately went back to cleaning his baby when it had emerged from him.

When the baby was clean, Adam took her and then dried her off with one of the towels. He got a diaper and onesie onto her little body after looking her over to make sure that nothing was wrong. She had the beginnings of markings for wings on her back, but nothing that had already formed. Adam placed her down into the bassinet top that he had brought into the bathroom while Lucifer was laboring and then removed the afterbirth and cord from the tub.

Meanwhile, Lucifer drained the water in the tub and then turned on the spigot of the shower. They had a collapsable stool that they put in the tub so that he was able to sit there and wash himself entirely. By the time that he had finished, the baby had woken up again so that she could get her first meal. He sat on the stool in the bath as Adam dried off his hair and made sure that everything else was okay.

As soon as the little family was cuddled up in the bed of their main room, sleep began to fall over them. “What do you want to name her?” Lucifer asked Adam around a yawn.

“I think the name Daemon fits her best,” he replied as he brushed one of his fingers over her soft hair, which was just barely peaking out from her swaddle. They had made a huge list of names that they both liked and then riddled out which ones the other hated or would work for their family. Their little girl was going to unite sinners and demons, hellborn and those that had come to the land later, so she needed to have a name that would fit her well.

“Welcome to Hell, little Daemon,” Lucifer whispered as he pressed a sleepy kiss to her little cheek. “We should tell the kids that their sister is here.”

Adam yawned as he laid down properly on the bed, barely even able to keep his eyes open. “I’ll do it later.”

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