#omega!lucifer

[garden-of-omegas]

⚜ FIRST MEETING [OBEY ME - DEMON BROTHERS] ⚜

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characters: lucifer | mammon | leviathan | satan | asmodeus | beelzebub | belphegor summary: the details of your first meeting with your future mate. warnings: some passing references to death, referenced shitty rich people rating: sfw a/n: no, i don't have any bias for mammon, preposterous of you to even think about such things. anyways, have this weird bullshit. warning, these alpha's are going to go down some weird routes later on. i have plans.

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≿━━━━༺❀ lucifer ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were just a normal human at the time. well, at least you thought you were. you'd never even considered the idea of heaven and hell, you weren't raised like that. you were just growing out of all the health problems that'd been plaguing you since birth.

✿ you were a teenager, about sixteen years old. due to your poor constitution, you'd been homeschooled, and didn't meet a lot of people your age. lucifer, of course, couldn't even remember his exact age anymore.

✿ you were, for the first time in years pretty much, out and about buying anything you're dad saw you put your eyes on, and lucifer was in the human realm looking for a gift. you'd both happened to set your eyes on the same necklace, and after some banter lucifer allowed you to take it.

✿ while you were buying the necklace, lucifer recommended a few more pieces of jewelry that'd look good on you, and you took his advice. after that, well, the two of you wouldn't cross paths again until years and years later. [☘]

✿ lucifer thought you were cute, in the same way one thinks a kitten is cute. well, up until you almost snapped his head off for daring to come between you and a necklace. but that just led to him admiring your tenacity, especially for the things you wanted. lucifer was... alright. handsome, by any standards, but otherwise you didn't much pay attention to him beyond him having what you wanted. it wasn't until he gave you a compliment and helped you around did you begin to like him even a little bit.

≿━━━━༺❀ mammon ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were a thief, truth to be told. you'd just ran away from home after the pressure there got too much, and living on the streets required some sacrifice to your moral compass. besides, you were good at it so who were you to complain.

✿ you were 22, recently homeless. not that you were complaining, better than living at home with your parents. mammon was, as with all demons, ageless.

✿ you stole from mammon. your first meeting was as simple as that, or would have been if he didn't notice (the first one to ever do so) and give chase, which eventually lead to him showing you his demon form in an attempt to get you to surrender. while frightened, you didn't and managed to almost get away. demons are unsurprisingly very fast.

✿ you were certain you were going to die after mammon finally caught you, but to your confusion after seeing your general state at the time, mammon muttered something about his eternal graciousness and disappeared. after that he would show up in front of you every once in a while, saying it was purely to make sure you didn't steal again and every time he'd manage to "somehow" leave behind something valuable of his.

✿ mammon wasn't entirely certain why he took such a protective stance on you, you weren't the first down on their luck person he'd ever met and it was generally unusual of him as an omega. regardless, he pretty much decided that you were his. mammon was mostly just... confusing to you. i mean, you clocked that he was a tsundere during your second meeting, but it certainly didn't explain any of his behaviour. but he was cute and good company, who were you to complain.

≿━━━━༺❀ leviathan ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were... to simply put it, lonely. you were stuck on the small island you'd been born on, with only your family for any company. and most of them were either too old or too young to be any actual fun for you. so, you were lonely.

✿ you were probably around seventeen? you weren't entirely certain, sometimes it was hard to keep track of the days and years. levi was, well, immortal and old.

✿ you summoned him, on large part by accident. you didn't think the book of spells you'd somehow managed to get your hands on (it was an open secret that your grandmother gave you all sorts of weird crap) would actually work. but a demon standing in your attic room proved you wrong.

✿ levi was pretty confused about being summoned for no reason, but when you asked him to stay for a while, just for company, he gladly obliged and then spent six hours giving you detailed summaries of all the latest anime he'd watched. you had no idea what an "anime" was.

✿ you were a total normie in levi's eyes. no, even worse than a normie, you didn't even know what anime was! though you also apparently only tangentially knew what a "tv" was (you pronounced it as "tee-and-vee") so he couldn't really fault you for that. otherwise you were pretty alright. levi was fun to you, if a bit weird, but most people were weird to you. you didn't understand half the things he said, but he was a good storyteller and once he stopped trying to destroy your eardrums any time you didn't know what something was he was even more fun.

≿━━━━༺❀ satan ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were the adopted child of an extremely wealthy family, who'd just recently been informed of their adoptive status. quite the shock for most people. not to you, though, you didn't really care. besides that, you were summer vacationing with your family.

✿ you were about 20 at the time, it was a bit murky what with the adoption thing and the uh... circumstances around your adoption. satan, demon, immortal, we know the deal.

✿ you met because of your cat. you most beloved companion, dante. every sorcerer needs a familiar, don't they? and dante is more than likely a minor demon of some kind. especially based on how he escaped from the third story window of your summer home, booked it straight into town and to satan, with you having to sprint to catch up to him.

✿ satan was most certainly delighted by the sight of dante coming to greet him, a bit less delighted by an out-of-breath alpha almost running him over to catch the mischievous cat. but once everything was sorted out you had a wonderful time talking about... well, mostly cats.

✿ in satan's humble opinion, anybody who owns a cat is an s-tier person in his opinion. and dante is an excellent cat, so of course he thought of you as the best kind of person. his only complaint came from you falling asleep about half-way through the conversation. there was really no other word to describe satan other than breathtaking. frankly, his pretty eyes are what saved poor dante from the scolding of a life time, and you didn't even have any complaints, especially once you got his number. dante was very proud of that one.

≿━━━━༺❀ asmodeus ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were... well, if you asked your family, they'd say you were the family disappointment. once someone so brilliant, who grew up to be just a bit too weird. not that any of that bothered you all that much, you'd learned to embrace the role of the black sheep a long time ago.

✿ you were 21, had just recently moved away from home to another city, and when i say you were living your life to the fullest, i mean. and of course, asmo is and was never aging.

✿ you were out drinking, partying, just having the time of your life. and also looking for a possible hook up. you ended up at the bar next to asmo, and you shared some flirty banter, you ordered drinks for the both of you, everything was going well. up until some idiot decided to startle you and you punched them in the face.

✿ asmo found the whole thing extremely hilarious and offered for the two of you to go and find some other bar to go have fun in. you did, and though you did not end up hooking up, you had some wonderful conversations about fashion, make-up, and weird creepy crawlies. asmo was surprisingly delighted hearing about your tarantula collection.

✿ oh where was to asmodeus start? you were just perfect, so confident, so calm and collected, with a sensitive delicious soul. everything he could ask for in an alpha really. and despite your flirtations, you seemed more genuinely interested in him as a person. you of course did find asmo genuinely interesting as a person. sure, he was cute and all that, but it was his witty banter and interesting conversation that drew you to him. you felt... needed and wanted when you were around him, more than you'd ever been.

≿━━━━༺❀ beelzebub ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were a menace at the time. not like, unlawful menace (for the most part) but you were... let's call it experimenting with life. trying to figure out who you were after years of not having the time for it. and mostly that manifested in driving cross continent with your bike.

✿ you were about 24, having started your travelling just a few months prior after a fall out with your family. and of course, beel, a demon, has no quantifiable age.

✿ you didn't so much meet as much as you crashed into him with your bike, and despite him having to visible signs of damage for some reason, you insisted to frantically apologizing and making sure he was okay. he eventually ended up just asking you to take him to a nearby diner if you really wanted to make it okay.

✿ you spent approximately two hours staring at beel just absolutely devouring food. you think you zoned out at some point. but after that horrifying experience, you ended up giving beel a ride to wherever the fuck he was going, and he decided that you weren't too bad company. [☘]

✿ beel's first impression of you was understandably kind of chaotic. i mean, it's not everyday that someone manages to literally crash into him. and it wasn't until the diner that he decided that you were a good person, after you yelled at a guy harassing a server. you were far too focused on making sure beel was okay to really think about any first impressions (you crashed into him for god's sake, and he didn't have a scratch!). but beyond the empty vacuum of a stomach he had, he seemed pretty nice.

≿━━━━༺❀ belphegor ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were the heir to an old and rich family, the only survivor of your numerous siblings, and also incredibly incredibly lonely. though if we're being very specific, at the time of you meeting belphie, you were sleeping.

✿ you were seventeen at the time, still under the clutches of your family though it wouldn't be more than a few months that you would be a fully fledged adult. belphie was far older than he cared to remember.

✿ as previously mentioned, you were dreaming. very specifically, you were dreaming about a vast desert that reached far into the horizon, where no one else was to bother you. well, no one was supposed to be there, until a very annoying demon decided to crash your one person dream party. literally.

✿ after crashing into you (literally), belphie decided to stay in your dream for a while, confused by the choice of venue. you were initially bit bothered, but as he just kept showing up in your dreams you stopped caring.

✿ belphie thought you were a bit weird. who dreams about empty deserts? but beyond your weird aesthetics, you were fun, a lot more fun than almost anyone in his life. and way more fun than he thought a human could be. originally, belphie was a bother to you. i mean, who crashes someone else's dream? belphie, apparently, though he claimed that he didn't usually. but beyond that one incident (and the next one, and the-), you became rather fond of him the more he kept showing up.

[quietwings-fics]

an unexpected turn of events

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Fandom: Supernatural Ship: Samifer Additional Tags: Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Non-sexual alpha/beta/omega dynamics, (just to be clear), Scenting, Pack Bonding, Omega Sam Winchester, Omega Lucifer (Supernatural), Omega/Omega, Season/Series 05, Cuddling & Snuggling, Made For Each Other Wordcount: 3261 Summary:

Sam goes into heat, and he refuses to call anyone to help him. Lucifer finds out anyway.

Sam didn’t have heats once he was drowning in demon blood. At the time, it felt like a relief. Dean was dead, and their pack was small but it had still been a pack, and without him, Sam’s heats were torture. Ruby never showed any interest in a pack bond, always made herself scarce during the few heats Sam did have with her around. By the time Dean wasn’t dead anymore, Sam wasn’t going into heat at all and he didn’t have time to reestablish a proper bond with Dean. He told himself he would have time later. He told himself it would be worth it.

And now the world was ending.

Even if Dean knew he was in heat now, would it matter? He wasn’t going to come and scent Sam and hold him close. Sam didn’t deserve to have a pack anymore. He didn’t even deserve to have a nest. He stared at his empty bed from the doorway of his bathroom, feeling feverish and dizzy. He wanted to build one so badly. He wanted to feel safe. He wanted to call Dean and beg him to come. Dean took care of him in heat his whole life, except when he was dead or during Sam’s time at Stanford. Without anyone here, even his long broken mate bond with Jessica felt like an open wound.

Sam wanted a nest. He wanted his brother. He even wanted Castiel, because somewhere along the way Dean had decided the angel was pack, too. Maybe more than Sam was. Sam pulled the covers off of his bed, wrapped them around his shoulders, and sat on the floor in the corner between his bed and the bedside table. This had only started a few hours ago, and already he felt like he was burning up. He’d start having cramps soon, and that would make everything worse. He tucked himself into a ball, thoughts filtering down to one desperate line of Dean Dean Dean Dean I want my brother. When a keen escaped him, calling for his pack, he knew there was no way anyone was going to hear him, but he still listened. He still felt crushed when no one came to help.

He curled up tighter. He was tired and sick, and he just wanted it to end.

Somehow, he managed to fall asleep.

He didn’t notice at first. All his dreams took place in his room now. It still hurt, even in his dream, and he didn’t uncurl himself from his corner. He only became aware that someone else was there when he heard them shifting on the bed above him. He froze up. That same someone threw their legs over the edge of the bed and peered down at him. Lucifer took him in impassively, and Sam tried not to breathe. The only kindness here was that there were no scents in dreams, so Lucifer couldn’t know. He couldn’t.

“What’s wrong?” Lucifer asked. Sam clenched his jaw. Lucifer sounded very calm, and some part of Sam that he hated, that he needed to shut up right now, insisted that he was safe. “If you’re hurt, I want to help.”

“Like hell.” Sam bit out. Lucifer was unfazed. He leaned back, looked away, and for a moment, Sam thought he was going to leave. Another keen rose up in his chest, completely unbidden, and he crushed it down.

“I don’t enjoy seeing you suffer, Sam. You can believe whatever you want about the rest of my motivations, but I will heal you if you’re in pain. You only need to ask me.” It was tempting. It was meant to be, Sam reasoned. He didn’t even know if that would work, if an angel could will away a heat the same way he’d seen Castiel fix up scrapes and sprains.

“I’m sick. People get sick sometimes. I don’t need your help.” Lucifer looked down at him again. He sounded disappointed when he next spoke.

“You’re a very good liar, but not to me.” He stood up from the bed and knelt down beside Sam. Lucifer moved like someone who’d had to practice having limbs, too careful and too well-acted to come across as natural. “Can I touch you?”

“No.” Sam tried to pull further back from the archangel encroaching on his space. Lucifer sighed.

“You frustrate me to no end, do you know that, Sam?” Sam didn’t back down, and after a minute, Lucifer shifted to stand again. “If this is what you want, then I’ll go.” Lucifer was actually going to leave him alone. Sam should have been relieved.

Instead, the keen building in his chest finally escaped.

For a brief moment, Lucifer looked surprised. Sam felt like a deer in headlights. The call was unmistakably an Omega one. When Lucifer smiled, he felt himself start to panic. Sam wanted to get away, but Lucifer was in front of him, boxing him into the corner he’d sequestered himself in.

“You’re in heat,” Lucifer said, sounding so utterly pleased with that fact. “Of course you’re an Omega. You were made for me.” Sam’s blood ran cold. He wanted to wake up now. He wanted Lucifer to get the fuck away from him. He couldn’t scent the archangel, had no idea what he was, but from his words alone, Sam could guess. He’d dealt with enough entitled Alphas in his life. “You’re alone now, aren’t you? You wouldn’t be this bad off if you had a pack.” Lucifer shuffled closer. “I can be that for you.”

“Fuck off.” How did people usually wake up from dreams? Pinching themselves? It had to hurt, didn’t it?

“Tell me where you are. I’ll take care of you.” Please, Sam’s instincts begged. Sam’s instincts were fucking stupid. Lucifer waited for an answer. Sam gave him one. He snapped his own wrist up and sank his teeth into the meat of his arm. Lucifer jerked back, and the last thing Sam saw before he woke up was Lucifer frowning, almost like he was concerned.

Sam didn't get better. By the next day, he was running a serious fever, and he didn't have the energy to do anything at all. His instincts were all but screaming at him, for a nest, for his pack, for any kind of comfort at all, and he squeezed his eyes shut and ignored them. He couldn't remember if he'd eaten anything for the past day. He definitely hadn't had enough water. His mouth was dry, and he'd already sweated through his shirt and ditched it. Most of the day, he spent on the floor, still in his corner, like his instincts were trying their best to make up for his lack of nesting by tucking him away somewhere safe.

In the back of his mind, he knew that if this carried on, he was putting himself in serious danger. He almost wished this was one of those heats that could be pushed back with sex toys and a few hours with his own hand, but this one ran deeper, demanding connection to a pack that he had but wasn't there.

Dean was a phone call away. Dean was a whole world away. Despite the fact that once, he'd have done anything to traverse that distance if Sam only asked, he wouldn't now.

Burning up alone like this was what Sam deserved.

Even when his consciousness started weaving in and out, losing time, Sam didn't dream of Lucifer again. He should have felt relieved by that. For some reason, he didn't.

Sam woke up again, but unlike the last half dozen times, he wasn't on the floor anymore. He was laying on his bed, no blanket over him because the fever would make that unbearable, but he could feel it laying in a heap at his feet when he moved a leg. He had no idea how he'd gotten there. Maybe he'd crawled up last time and forgotten. He grabbed out hazily in front of him, intending to drag himself back off of the bed and the mocking potential of a nest it held.

Someone took hold of his wrist and folded his arm back in close to his body. Their palm was cool. Sam's instincts sighed out, content and safe. Whoever it was brushed sweat-damp hair out of his face and then carefully sat him up. Sam grunted in protest, but when it came with the offer of a cold glass of water against his lips, he quieted. They tipped it up slowly, letting him drink at his own pace. It helped soothe his dry throat and the burning in his head. The glass was taken from him, and then the hand was back, stroking the side of his face so gently. It reminded him of Jess, or maybe Dean, or hell, even Bobby, the one time Sam had been seventeen and dropped at his place and it struck out of nowhere. Sam tilted his head into the touch and then, without thinking, he nosed at their palm until he found their wrist and the subdued scent glands there and inhaled.

They smelled as crisp as snow and sweet as a rose. They were, without a doubt, an Omega.

Sam didn't know any Omegas.

He forced his eyes open to figure out who the hell was caring for him. Some wandering good Samaritan who took pity on a fellow Omega in heat? Maybe one of Sam's new co-workers who had come to see why he wasn't coming in to work, one who wore scent blockers so good that even Sam couldn't pick them up, because he could have sworn everyone else at the bar was a Beta. And then he looked. And his breath caught.

Lucifer was still touching him, rubbing his thumb against Sam's temple while Sam scented him. He looked down at Sam, and he smiled. "I told you that you were hard to find," he said, "but not impossible. Not if I put my mind to it." Lucifer rested his hand flat against Sam's forehead, and Sam whined with how soothing it was against the heat of his fever. He lifted a hand intending to push Lucifer away, but ended up clinging to him instead, fingers wrapped around his arm. "Not if you need me," Lucifer finished, softly.

Lucifer shouldn't smell like safety. Like pack. Sam breathed him in greedily anyway. Whatever bond they had, it was weak, especially compared to the one Sam had shared with his brother before Hell, but he could feel Lucifer.

Sam had stayed with Alphas and Betas during heats. He'd never been with another Omega during one. It felt different. Sam always liked watching Dean pace the room, check the locks and salt lines, making sure their nest was safe. Now, he mostly wanted Lucifer to join him in the bed, come closer, let Sam bury his nose in his neck and take in his scent. When Lucifer pulled away instead, Sam whined.

"I know," Lucifer soothed, "I know." Fingers drifting through Sam's hair. "I have to finish with your nest. You aren't going back to sleeping on the floor." Sam blinked up at him, confused. The idea of Lucifer nesting was so... strange to him. He had no idea why Lucifer was an Omega at all. Most angels were Betas. It didn't make any sense. Lucifer hushed him again, and Sam laid still, turning everything over in his head. It didn't do much except make his headache worse. When Lucifer returned, he brought more blankets, more pillows, and he started building the nest properly. He paused once halfway through to get Sam more water, but otherwise, his attention was solely focused on giving Sam the softest, safest place to have a heat that he could create. When he finished, Sam was cuddled between fluffy pillows and covered with a sheet thin enough that it wouldn't make him feel overheated. Sam's head was starting to clear more as Lucifer stayed near, his scent mixing with Sam's own in the air. He sat on the bed next to Sam again. "What else do you need? Food?" Sam's stomach turned over at the mention, and he shook his head.

"Can I-" Sam stopped, torn between knowing what a terrible idea it was to ask anything of Lucifer and knowing how much better he could feel if he did. He reached for Lucifer's arm, tugging until Lucifer presented his wrist again, and Sam got to nose at the scent glands there a second time. The scent even made his headache fade slightly. Lucifer let him take what he needed.

"Why did you come?" Sam asked and knew Lucifer heard his real question, why now? If he had the ability to get to Sam whenever he wanted, why hadn't he? Why insist Sam would say yes and then not pursue him? Lucifer cupped his cheek.

"Like I said. You needed me." Lucifer shook his head. "If this was your attempt at killing yourself to keep me out, it was a poor one."

"It's a bad heat," Sam muttered. "It's not going to kill me."

"You have no idea how bad, do you?" Lucifer's tone turned to exasperated admonishment, like Sam was a beloved but simple pet who kept scratching up the floorboards. "You didn't have anyone with you. You didn't build a nest. You were unconscious and running a fever and-" Lucifer's scent soured, only for a brief second, one inhale, tinging the fresh-fallen snow with the sharp iron of blood. He calmed himself back down, probably sensing how Sam's own scent turned in response.

"What if I tell you to leave?" Sam asked, trying to hold on to that spark of fear that he knew he should have in Lucifer's presence but that was making itself so slippery between his fingers.

"I won't until this is over," Lucifer answered, "but if you still want me to after that, I'll go." He didn't sound happy about that. "You are going to say yes to me. I don't need to hound you about it."

"I won't," Sam's defiance, as ever, shone through. Lucifer tilted his head, smiling in a way that was both resigned and proud.

"I don't want to spend the time I have arguing with you. What do you need right now, Sam? More water?" Sam still had a hold on Lucifer's arm. There was half of a terrible plan coming together in his mind, born around the weak pack bond he had somehow formed with Lucifer while the devil took care of him through his heat. That had formed while Sam was unconscious. Pack bonds always went both ways, and now Sam had to wonder if that was true for more than this new bond. If Lucifer was as made for him as he was for Lucifer. If he was so sure he could convince Sam to his side, then shouldn't Sam be equally as sure he could convince Lucifer to his?

Maybe it was his heat talking. That would be a good excuse for later, if this went poorly.

Sam tugged on Lucifer's arm again, more insistently this time. Lucifer frowned, but Sam pulled him into the nest, all the way in to nestle between the pillows with Sam. Lucifer looked surprised to reap the benefits of his own creation. That wasn't where Sam was going to stop. He slid on top of Lucifer, focusing on their pack bond, focusing on the idea that Lucifer could be pack, that he could be synonymous with safety and comfort and home, and that meant Sam could be that, too. There was a certain irony in trying to tempt the devil himself, but Sam couldn't help it. Surely, out of anyone, after being banished and locked away, Lucifer would yearn for those things so much it hurt. Sam had, once, and all he'd done was run away to Stanford.

Lucifer was cold to the touch, and so Sam had every excuse to press against him, frustrated with the amount of clothing Lucifer was wearing. Lucifer touched him back, hands resting uncertainly on Sam's waist. Sam nuzzled against his cheek and his chest, darting back and forth, closing the distance to the much more sensitive scent glands at his neck. Sam would never do that with anyone else after having just met them in person for the first time, but part of Lucifer felt like they'd known each other forever and the other part like they'd know each other for the rest of time, so that mitigated some of the awkwardness. Sam couldn't remember the last time he'd scented anyone, outside of sex (and even then, Ruby hadn't liked it. Sam could drink her blood, but he couldn't get a proper whiff of her.) He nudged his nose against Lucifer's chin until Lucifer tilted his head back against the pillow, exposing his throat. Sam pressed in close and took him all in.

(He wasn't going to bite and mark Lucifer. That definitely wouldn't be right, no matter how deeply they were entangled, but a small scrape of teeth disguised as a kiss made Lucifer shiver pleasantly.)

Lucifer's hands slid up his body until he curled them around the back of Sam's neck, keeping him close. Sam swore he could feel their bond strengthening, and to test it, he pulled back and swallowed before he tilted his own head to the side, exposing his scent glands to Lucifer.

For a too long moment, Lucifer hesitated, and Sam thought he'd been wrong about everything he could mean to Lucifer.

Then, Lucifer pushed himself up and nosed down Sam's throat to the gland, and he scented Sam just as thoroughly as Sam had him. Sam let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. Lucifer started purring beneath him, a very quiet purr, rough like it hadn't been used in a very long time. Sam let himself purr, too, matching Lucifer as they traded scents and the bond grew ever stronger.

That was when Sam said, "This goes away if I say yes."

Lucifer's purr stuttered and stopped. Its absence made Sam's chest ache.

"You can have it," Sam continued, bold now for all that he had to gain and for the little he had to lose. "I'll be your pack, but I can't say yes." He might actually be grateful to be in heat. Omegas in heat were supposed to be irresistible. He hoped Lucifer wasn't immune to that. He scented Sam again, a long intake of breath.

"This wasn't how this was supposed to go," Lucifer said, quietly.

"You came to me. You felt the bond form, and you didn't try to stop it," Sam said. "You want this. You can have it. You just have to... stop." He watched Lucifer resettle against the pillows that made up the nest. He looked like he belonged there. Sam wanted him to belong there. It was a terrifying feeling. "Don't burn the world down if we can build something in it." Lucifer opened his mouth to say something, closed it, made a face, and finally, when he spoke, he sounded so tired.

"Please, Sam, I said I didn't want to argue." Sam wanted to point out that this wasn't an argument, wasn't even close to becoming one, but he doubted that would help. He nodded instead.

Lucifer pulled him down so that they could scent each other again. The pack bond between them grew ever stronger. With any luck, Sam wouldn't have to tell Lucifer to leave after his heat was over.

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[reallyromealone]

Title: oh hey a mate(s)

Chapter: one

Fandom: obey me

Pairing: demon brother's x male reader

Warnings: suggestive themes, readers got truama, internalized gender hatred, anxiety, panic attacks, mentions of being a breeding tool, self hate, reader doesn't really understand sex, sexual themes, omegaverse, male reader, mentions of mpreg

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"HE STOLE THEM FROM ME!" (sisters name) Screeched out in a rage as she threw things around "they were supposed to be MY mates! And he stole them! That whore stole them!" She was hyperventilating at this point as her body shook, feeling robbed of her alphas.

Of her life, the thing she wanted more than anything.

"I know sweety but maybe we can set you up wit--"" I don't want someone else! I want the princes!"

And she was going to get them.

She swore it.

'fuck you (name)'

Holy shit this place was big.

God he felt under dressed, especially beside these alphas who were dressed so fancy and perfect.

The floors were marble and two grand staircases winded on each side and paintings that had to be centuries old hung on the walls "we will have one commissioned for you soon enough... Maybe one with us all" Belphegor yawned as he wandered the halls "for now, let's get you settled in" he said and looked to a nervous looking Leviathan who nodded.

(Name) Was nervous as he walked beside the demon who seemed to want to be anywhere but here "I-im sorry if I wasn't who you were expecting... I'll try and not step on your toes" (name) whispered, anxiously fiddling with his fingers and looked down "i-i dont-- fuck... I'm really nervous and anxious and just I don't really talk to omegas often so I'm just--" the demon seemed panicked and (name) felt relief flood through his veins as he pumped out calming pharamones for the Alpha "hey... I get it, if it's any consolation... I'm not great with people either-- hell I think this is the first time I ever left my families property!" He laughed a bit but Leviathan was shocked at his words "you never been into the capital or even your home town?" He asked genuinely and (name) shook his head "nah, my parents didn't trust me going out there-- you know how troublesome an Omega can be"

What the fuck? That's all Leviathan could think as he looked at the Omega worried "I- you're not troublesome?" He whispered and (name) just smiled "I try not to be" (name) giggled a bit as they continued to (name)s apartment, the Omega expecting a quaint bedroom but...

"I think we went to the wrong room.... This is awfully big" (name) said softly to the envy demon who looked confused "you like your apartment?" Asmodeus popped out from nowhere and pulled (name) close with a flirty grin "we had the butlers being your things in, don't worry we didn't let them unpack... Pharamones and all that ~" he pulled (name) into the apartment and (name) felt overwhelmed by all this "there's a nesting room there~ if you need help don't hesitate to ask"

"A-are you sure?"

"Sure of what?"

"That this is for me?"

"You are to be our mate, I personally wanted you with me but Luci wanted you to have your own space... Something about acclimating" his words teasing and (name) chuckled but cut short when his stomach growled and the two demons looked curious "oh yeah! Humans need to eat for survival!"

(Name) Felt embarrassed as he silently cursed his stomach for exposing him like this as the demons looked at one another in a silent conversation.

They were definitely having a sibling meeting later.

(Name) Dissociated during the rest of the evening, eventually ending back in the rooms he was given, the size of his old house if not a bit bigger...

Everything was pristine as he took out his belongings, his prized possessions and small hobbies to occupy him.

A few heirlooms and books and his childhood stuffed toy 'this will go in my nest' he thought as he looked at the nesting room doors, two ornate doors in a rose gold shade, the apartment all light colors unlike the rest of the palace.

It was a strange contrast, almost like they didn't know what to expect so they just made what they thought humans liked. It was funny really, demons trying to understand what humans wanted or needed as he was doing the same, wondering what these demons wanted or liked.

Getting up he went to the nesting room and was overwhelmed by the nesting supplies he was given, piles and piles of blankets and pillows and soft things, his purring could probably be heard from outside the apartment as he snuggled into them, a sense of safety he wasn't quite used to washing over him.

He was excited to make a large nest, spending half the night making it perfect for him to rest in and just not think about the fact he was to be mated on his next heat to seven strangers that were also fucking royalty! Well there goes not thinking about it because here he was!

Also his sister! Holy shit she was mad! And like at his wedding she will be there! Fuuck!

(Name) Was just sitting there head in hands as he processed the fact that within 24 hours he was now engaged and now in the public eye!

(Name) Curled up closer into his blankets and let out a shutter of a sigh, he wondered if he would be able to do the things he enjoyed before... Would he be allowed to garden? Would he have to dress more Omegan? Or would he be able to wear clothes that were comfortable?!

He needed to walk, movement to process this.

Getting up he walked out of his apartment and into the hall, dark and grand, ceilings at least 15 feet tall and paintings lined, some he recognized as the siblings and some unfamiliar as he walked around curiously.

Somehow he made it to the kitchen "I hope they don't mind..." (Name) Whispered as he sliced an apple, careful and gentle as his stomach growled a bit.

"Can I have some?" A voice startled him out of his thoughts causing him to slice his finger "shit!" The voice said and (name) looked to see Beelzebub who in turn looked a bit startled as he took (name)s bleeding finger and put it in his mouth, the Omega looking thoroughly concerned as Beelzebub sucked on the blood "I feel like this is incredibly unsanitary" (name) whispered worried and beez released his finger "demons saliva can heal amongst other things, depends on the demon really"

"Oh " (name) said dumbly as he looked at his wet but healed finger "what else does your saliva do?" He asked curiously and Beelzebub smiled at the others cute and curious expression "ah, well besides healing my saliva can work as an aphrodisiac if ingested!" (Name) Looked concerned and Beelzebub laughed "don't worry, it only works if I were to like make out with you or eat your ass!"

And now (name) was flustered as the gluttony demon kept laughing at his embarrassment "so why are you up so late?" Beelzebub asked after calming down and sealing some apple slices and cutting up some more, handing (name) an orange "just... It's stupid"

"Oh please!" Beelzebub pushed and (name) sighed "I'm just... I'm having trouble processing this stuff, it's stressful and like-- I never left my property let alone this! My sister wanted to be with you guys and she's already insufferable, this is just worse! I'm just paranoid that you guys are going to realize that like this was a mistake and reject me and like the fear of being an Omega in general! Will I be able to do the things i enjoyed before? Will I be a breeding tool?!" He was hyperventilating now as Beelzebub panicked "hey hey, calm down! It will be alright and-- no we aren't making you a breeding Omega.... shhh" beez tried to calm him as footsteps quickly made their way to the kitchen.

"What is happening?" Lucifer and the others seemed startled as the smell of distress was heavy in the kitchen "he's worried we will strip him of his rights and make him carry our young" Beelzebub explained as he lifted (name) into his arms and set him on the counter "were demons but we aren't monsters" Satan said disgusted and Asmodeus smiled "we would never do that unless it's what you're into~" he teased the Omega as they crowded him "I know it's an incredibly hard adjustment but know we mean well, it's literally impossible for us to not fall for each other" it's true soulmates would eventually fall for one another due to the bond "and we are sharing one mate so that means you have seven people to love you" mammon said in a rare moment of genuine care "what do you mean?"

"Oh yeah, he knows basically nothing about secondary gender or soulmates" Levi said softly and the demons looked horrified "well I know what we are doing tomorrow" Satan said simply and (name) looked ashamed and couldn't meet their eyes, feeling stupid for his lack of knowledge.

"Well his town is backwards" Belphegor yawned and wandered off back to bed now that the problem was solved "goodnight...."

(Name) Was led back to his room by Beelzebub and Asmodeus and looked confused when they put sweaters in his arms "the smell of your alphas will calm you~" Asmodeus said simply and the two wished him a good night.

And for once?

He sleped peacefully.

(Name) Spent the next few days learning about soulmates and secondary genders, the two interlocking "when your heat comes, it will be dangerous for you to not mate with your soulmate" (name) read the book in his off time, the book explaining how the bonding is key to not cause rejection symptoms or a drop, he definitely didn't want that. Fuck how does he have sex? Fuck.

Time to go figure that out, he really felt behind on this shit.

(Name) Made home in the library as he looked for any books that would aid him "Hmm? Looking for sex books ~ didn't know our omega was like that" Asmodeus seemed to love just appearing out of thin air and scaring (name) who dropped the book "i-i it's not like that!"

"Hmmm? And what is it about? Oh you're so cute when your flustered!" He cooed and (name) huffed "I am trying to figure out like, how sex works and stuff... I wasn't exactly taught... Just put on suppressants so my family could avoid it" he just constantly felt ashamed with them, their faces of realization and pity as (name) tried not to cry "well, if you like I could teach you~ don't worry I won't touch you where you don't like" Asmodeus could get used to his omega so flustered as he got closer, his alpha giddy at his mate being untouched "the first thing one should know is their body after all~"

"I- uh... I'm not sure..."

Asmodeus let his lips barely touch (name)s as he caged him against a bookshelf and smiled, his tail flickering and (name) seemed a bit startled by it All as the demon gently kissed him "that was... Uh.." "your first kiss?"

"Yeah..."

"Did you like it?"

(Name) Could only nod as the lust avatar giggled sweetly at his adorable Omega "oh, you're going to fit in nicely here~!" He doted on (name) a bit "don't worry darling, we won't do anything your not ready for but if you're willing... To experiment a bit, I'm always a summon away" and with that he was gone, (name) left with nothing more than the smell of his pharamones, sweet Jasmine and warm vanilla.

It wasn't till after lunch that Lucifer brought him to the gardens, a small greenhouse and a garden plot stood "we had it cleaned up, you said you liked gardening" he said simply and looked down at (name) who looked like he was given the potion of youth "really? Thank you so much..." (Name) Was releasing the happiest pharamones and Lucifer kept composure but god damn did that boost his ego as an alpha, making his mate happy.

"Just clean yourself off after you finish" Lucifer said calmly and (name) beamed at this "of course!"

(Name) Puttered in the greenhouse and began planting things, thankfully it was early in the season so he had time to make a nursery for plants "oh, sor--" (name) immediately shut up as he saw Belphegor sleeping in a sun beam, cozy and calm. Looking around (name) found his cape that Satan had made for him and covered the demon with it "it's still chilly" he whispered and went back to work, unaware the demon was awake and watching intently at the Omega who was carrying heavy pots and sacks of soil around.

(Name) Kept quiet for the Alpha, he must be so exhausted to fall asleep in a greenhouse of places so it would be best to let him rest! Eventually (name) moved outside, it was less chilly but a slight chill but movement will keep him warm! Using twine he found in the greenhouse he sectioned spots of the garden plots for various things like carrots and garlic amongst others, they were still in the nursery but it's good to get things ready now, he reasoned with himself.

"Your Highness! It's quite cold!" A servant panicked as she saw (name) in nothing more than a shirt and pants and apron, dirt on his cheek "don't worry! I'm alright!" He reasoned but she was not having it and removed her cape "it's not good for an Omega to be cold like this!"

Before she could drape the cape on (name), he felt fur on his shoulders as Mammon smiled with a warning "don't worry, he's warm" his eyes telling the servant to leave and (name) looked confused "oh hello!" (Name) Smiled at the demon who felt annoyed at how sweet the other was, his bond making his heart beat fast "Luci wanted me to take you into town so get ready" he grumbled and (name) nodded, a simple smile on his face as he wandered to the palace "where's your cape anyways?! It's freezing for mortals!" He chastised and (name) chirped "Belphegor was sleeping and I wanted him to be cozy!" (Name) Couldn't explain why he felt so calm and comfortable with the princes but they made him feel safe, even if they were sometimes like angry chihuahuas.

"You're weird" mammon said with no bite as they walked to (name)s area.

The tailors and seamstresses worked tirelessly to put together some clothes for (name) and his new class, the maids commenting about how the seamstress always kept embroidered sleeves on hand as the brothers always tore clothes during training--- well save for Asmodeus and Belphegor who couldn't be fucked to do stuff like that.

(Name) Felt regal, a beautiful vest made of silk and embroidered with birds and roses and a linen powers shirt and nice pants and expensive boots "you look wonderful your Highness!" A maid commented, (name) growing fond of his personal maids who cheered him in, them all being mated and married betas.

(Name) Was curious as he looked around the city, never really interacting with so many people who looked at he two in awe, the guards keeping a fair distance as he looked at stalls "you seriously never been in a city?" Mammon said incredulously and (name) looked confused "no? It's not right for an Omega to be by himself around alphas, I would be a temptation" reiterating his parents words and Mammon was horrified at the omegas genuine belief that HE was the problem and not alphas who couldn't keep their hands to themselves "well we are unpacking that later"

He didn't even want to get into the family thing, remembering the chat he had with his brothers when (name) had his meltdown and the acceptance that their Omega came from a very problematic living situation but he seemed to be acclimating well.

Or at least he hoped.

Mammon was confused as (name) handed him a stuffed bunny "what is this?" He raised an eyebrow from behind his circular sunglasses "well we didn't get to actually court because of being soulmates so I got you all courting gifts" he chirped out innocently, remembering what he was taught by Lucifer and deciding to put it in action though he seemed to have gotten it backwards as it was supposed to be the Alpha who gave the courting gifts.

"I- uh... Thank you?"

(Name) Seemed pleased as they continued their walk through the cities market, a giant hub of the equally giant city as Mammon stared at the bunny that was made of fabric the same color as his eyes, a small detail that made him flustered.

He noticed (name) budgeting, a soft smile on his face "you know we have basically endless money, right?" Well mammon didn't, he was cut off and put on a strict budget but (name)? He still had his money privileges "that's your money, this is so much!" To (name) it was a lot of money as he did the budgeting of the house back with his family, this was ten times of what they made in a year! "I am fine with this"

Hell, how did they get the exact opposite of them?!

A nervous Omega who was innocent and naive and sweet as honey!

"Oh you are absolutely precious!" Asmodeus cooed at the stuffed rabbit that fit in his hands "I hadn't even thought of courting!" He said with exaggerated sadness and (name) watched the others alphas reactions, though it wasn't the fanciest courting gift, it was a genuinely thoughtful one.

"He was worried about spending the money, he literally budgeted it" mammon groaned and Lucifer snorted "you could do well to learn that" he said as (name) seemed reminded and handed him back the coin bag, the Omega barely dented it "I got a few things for my hobbies but I brought back the change!" He said sweety and Lucifer had cute aggression at that moment as (name) looked at him with so much pride "you know you could have spent all of this right?" He said a little slow, (name) nodding "but that would be rude, I'm spending all your money without care... I don't like that"

Seriously, how did they manage to be fated with the sweetest Omega?!

"He didn't even but himself actual things for himself! He bought things to make us things!" Mammon groaned out but they all knew he equally swooned at the fact their Omega was so sweet.

But also he didn't buy himself anything, Asmodeus has had to bring him to eat and Beelzebub would put food on it.

"Rural Omega culture is different than cities, they're treated more as a commodity" a maid explained to Asmodeus one night as she helped him get ready for bed, she herself being an alpha from the boonies "an inconvenience would be a better word though, everything your saying shows he was treated like how my love got treated, need to make them feel genuinely valued" she went to explain how omegas need regular scenting and assurance to keep mentally regulated and (name) probably never had that.

Which would explain why he seemed like he was constantly waiting for the next shoe to drop despite growing used to them.

Like it was all going to go away.

His dreams were often that, every night he dreamt of waking up in his old room as his sister lived the life she wanted and he was stuck in that musty bedroom where he would rot.

"Your dreams are noisy" Belphegor mumbled as he crawled into bed with (name) and held him close, pumping out pharamones as he thought smugly about the fact he's technically been in bed with (name) before the others. (Name) Snuggled in his chest and physically relaxed, chirping in his sleep as he clung helplessly to him and he was hooked.

He wanted this more and was already annoyed he would have to share with his brothers.

(Name) Let his mates to be plan the wedding though he and Beelzebub thought of food together, the demon horrified at how little foods he got to experience and made him try everything for the wedding and smiled at his happy face with good food "these are mirangue cookies! Like eating plaster that loves you!" He exolained and (name) basically melted at now delicious it was.

Beelzebub was more than happy to share food with him, his alpha wanting the Omega to be well fed to carry his pups after all.

They were all anxious for mating, their bond slowly making them VERY intense about (name) who after weeks, finally sat close to Satan as he read with him though (name) did struggle a bit "omegas being taught to read is laughable, I taught myself as much as I could" he explained and that's when Satan decided he would read for (name), the two spending an hour or two in the library reading together like how Lucifer spent his time teaching (name) new things when he wasn't busy or just dragging him along with things.

(Name) Was always well behaved, he thought of (name)s family and how they were... How did this come out of THAT.

But now, (name) had one worry...

Would he invite his family to his wedding?

[inubaki]

The Wife

Based off @lilacwriter07’s fun yandere Lucifer prompts. The omega and beta ones are certainly my favorites. Gives me life! The Wife! In which Lucifer gets away with having like five children with him before ever being caught. I just adore it. Adam has a snakey wife, yet all their kids are angels…. Hmmm… a mystery.

[thief-of-eggs]

Thinking about an omegaverse radioapple au (still with asexual Alastor) where Alastor is always on suppressants- he hasn’t had a heat in ages (and when he does, they’re never the most pleasant, seeing as he’d rather die than take a lover to bed, even if it would ease the pain)

But having all the new inhabitants in the hotel messes with things, and then he misses a dose of his suppressants and before he knows it- he can feel a heat coming on.

Lucifer can scent it on him, no matter how much the demon tries to hide it. He picks up the particular sweetness of it one night, after Alastor had been missing all day, and with concern growing in his gut- he follows it.

He follows the scent until he’s at Alastor’s bedroom, and he knows he shouldn’t enter- they’ve been together for a little while, but their relationship is still shaky, and if Alastor chose to go to his own bedroom instead of the one they share, then he must have wanted pace- and Lucifer is just about to turn away, until he hears a pained moan, and he can’t help himself.

He pushes inside, finding Alastor laying in a ball in the corner of his room, curled up in a mound of blankets and pillows, shirts of Lucifer’s in his little nest, little pieces of his favorite person scattered around him- and he looks terrible.

His ears are flat on his head, his whole body is trembling and covered in sweat. He doesn’t even notice Lucifer come in, not until the angel is standing before him-

“Leave,” he spits, even as Lucifer’s calming scent washes over him. His whole body aches, every muscle screaming.

Lucifer pauses, his heart aching to see Alastor so pained. “Isn’t there anything I can do to help?”

And Alastor is about to tell him to go fuck himself, when Lucifer suddenly sinks to his knees, reaching out to brush the hair from Alastor’s face- and the contact eases a bit of the fire in his skin, soothes a bit of the raging in his gut.

He doesn’t push him away. Instead, despite himself, he leans his cheek into Lucifer’s palm. Closing his eyes as he breathes in the familiar scent of his alpha.

He hates everything about the position he’s in. Hates how vulnerable, how exposed, how utterly pathetic he is. But the longer Lucifer stays beside him, his scent filling Alastor’s lungs- the more he finds he cannot bear to drive Lucifer out.

He doesn’t say anything. Doesn’t express what he needs, doesn’t communicate his wants. He just grabs Lucifer’s wrist and pulls him closer, tugging the blonde into his little nest, where he promptly curls up in his arms.

It’s more contact than he usually allows, but for once, his skin is not prickling every place they meet. Instead, his body feels warm from Lucifer’s touch, a pleasant glow filling his whole being.

Perhaps this is how touch often feels for everyone else.

Lucifer stays with him then, until the worst of his heat is over. Fully clothed, they lay in eachother’s embrace, Alastor allowing Lucifer to scent him, allowing him to card his fingers through his hair, allowing him to run his hand up and down his back.

It’s awful. It’s humiliating.

And it’s also the first time one of his heats has ever been bearable.

(edit: i made this a fic!!! read it here!)

[talesfromawannabewriter]

F is for family

(Yes, this au is based off of the Netflix show, I apologize for nothing)

In an upper-class neighborhood in southern California, one dark house housed the infamous Morningstar family. Lucifer Morningstar, CEO of Morningstar Toys Company, the head of the house, father of seven, and alpha to one Adam Morningstar. Who currently at this moment was sitting in his car in the driveway trying to destress from his long day at the office. Take a couple minutes to do some breathing exercises, not want his kids to get the brunt of his anger. With one final exhale he exits the car and heads inside his large home.

Lucifer: KIDS DADDY'S HOME!

@things-arent-what-they-seem66

[flowersintheimpala69]

omega sam that’s worried alpha dean will never love him becuase he’s the worst omega.. he’s too tall and broad and muscled when he should be small and lithe like all the pretty omegas dean makes heart eyes at.. he starts eating less in hopes that it’ll make him small and skinny, and although he does lose a lot of muscle, he’s still tall and broad.. his scent is also all wrong! omegas should smell sweet and light but sam’s scent is pine and sea spray.. too earthy and salty and not appealing at all. dean wants an omega that smells like citrus and lavender not a rotten smelling one like sam.. sam buys countless scent blockers and covers. he rubs artificial scent all over his scent glands to the point it irritates his glands and gives him a head ache. he considers stealing pheromone drugs or getting surgery to try and change his scent.. and omegas should be smooth and hairless so sam spends hours in the bathroom shaving all his body hair off until he’s covered in nicks and cuts. worst of all is he can’t even take a proper knot after what Lucifer did to him in the cage.. he dosent produce as much slick anymore and taking a knot now is always painful.. and after Lucifer he’s infertile, can’t even give dean a pup or two. he can’t properly help dean out during his ruts. he hasn’t had a heat in years. he really is the worst omega.

[rainforestakiie]

omega lucifer x omega adam part 03~

i really am enjoying writing this! it's really fun to be honest! haha! i do hope you like it!

lilith finds out lucifer and adams mating. the angels get involved and adam loses a part of himself. poor bean.

Nest of the Damned (Omegaverse Omega/Omega) Part 01. Part 02. Part 03. Part 04. Part 05. Extra 01.

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"What's that?"

Adam jumped, a startled yelp escaping his lips as a firm hand clamped down on his shoulder. He was yanked back with such force that he nearly lost his balance. His green eyes widened in alarm as he turned to face the towering form of Lilith. The pungent smell of smoke assaulted his senses, making his nose twitch.

"Let go!" he cried, pushing the Alpha woman away. "Don't touch me!"

Lilith's eyes narrowed with suspicion. "What's that on the back of your neck? I've never seen it before."

"It-It’s none of your concern," Adam stammered, scrambling to put distance between them. "It has nothing to do with you."

"I bet it will if I ask the Angels," she hissed, her posture bristling with tension.

Adam frowned deeply, standing inches away from her. His instincts screamed at him to flee and hide as her aggressive scent filled the air. Adam longed to return to his safe nest and never come out again. Lilith despised him; she had made that clear from the beginning. The idea of being seen with him, let alone speaking to him, repulsed her. Not that Adam cared anymore.

"Why would you do that?" Adam asked, struggling to keep his voice steady. He swallowed hard, his throat aching as he tried to puff out his chest, showing he wasn't afraid of the Alpha. "Why would you ever get Angels involved in our business? You hate the Angels. You said they’re controlling us."

Lilith's eyes widened in surprise. Adam had never stood up for himself before. Her suspicion deepened as she stepped closer, crossing her arms tightly over her chest. Her icy blue eyes glared down at him threateningly.

"Did you make Lucifer bite you?" she accused coldly. "How selfish can you be? Forcing yourself on him like that. What did you do? Put on the waterworks again? Is that it?"

Adam shuddered, his skin prickling with anxiety. It was the same accusation she had hurled at him since Lucifer had stopped spending time with her. She blamed him for taking the angel away, but Lucifer had never been hers. He had always been Adam’s guardian Angel.

"No, you're wrong. Lucifer bit me because he loves me," Adam said, trying to keep his voice level, to hide his nerves. "And I love him. We’re mates, so you can’t mate with him anyway."

His heart pounded harshly as he stood up for himself. Adam’s eyes dropped, avoiding Lilith's piercing gaze. He shuffled his feet before finally raising his anxious stare to meet her harsh look. His stomach churned as he saw the intense anger in her eyes, prompting him to take a step back.

Then, without warning, Lilith's hand flew. She slapped Adam harshly across the cheek, causing his head to snap to the side. His eyes were wide and watering, his cheek reddening and undoubtedly bruising. Slowly, he raised a hand to touch the sore spot and looked at Lilith in disbelief.

"Y-You slapped me," he gasped.

Lilith growled, baring her teeth. "You're disgusting! You tricked him into mating with you! How vile!"

"I d-didn't!" Adam cried. "I didn't trick him! We mated because we love one another!"

"You're both Omegas! Omegas can't mate together!" Lilith snapped. "Omegas are supposed to mate with Alphas! I was supposed to mate with Lucifer, not you! He would never want you; you're not an Alpha!"

It was the first time she had yelled at him, and Adam shrank in on himself.

"So tell me!" Lilith demanded, grabbing Adam's arm as he tried to flee. Her fingers dug into his flesh, yanking him back with a force that made him gasp. Her other hand clamped around his neck, nails biting painfully into the sensitive skin at the nape.

Adam screamed from the sudden assault, his hands flying up to grasp her wrist in a desperate attempt to free himself.

"Tell me how you tricked my Omega!" she howled, her voice a feral growl.

Her fingers pressed down even harder on Adam's mating glands, tearing through the tender flesh. He writhed in agony, struggling against her iron grip. Alphas were naturally stronger than Omegas—something Adam had learned the hard way. Lilith's strength was overwhelming, far beyond what he could muster.

"I didn't! I didn't!" Adam chanted, his face contorted in pain. Tears pricked at the corners of his eyes. "Let go, please, you're hurting me!"

She practically shook him, dragging him closer with a single hand. "Yes, you did! The moment you presented and Lucifer could no longer spend time with me? What a delightful little consequence! I let it slide before because you were both Omegas, and I figured Lucifer was simply teaching you how to control yourself. But now I see you took advantage of my Omega! You tricked him, manipulated him!"

Another sobbing scream tore from Adam's throat as he trembled in her grasp. His heart pounded in his chest, and his vision blurred with tears. The pain was excruciating, both physically and emotionally. He wanted to disappear, to escape the torment and cruelty that Lilith inflicted upon him.

Waves of ruby red blood were beginning to run down Adam’s skin. He clenched his eyes shut tightly, grinding his teeth together as Lilith began to rip out his mating glands. Tearing out the claiming mark Lucifer had placed upon him. His vision blurred with white and lightning striking across his eyes. 

Suddenly, Lilith was forcefully pulled away, leaving Adam to release a heart-wrenching sob. He crumbled to his knees, tears streaming down his cheeks like rivulets of sorrow. Gentle hands cradled him, enveloping him in a comforting embrace. Soft white wings cocooned around him, guiding him further away.

"What have you done?" Lucifer hissed, his voice dripping with venom as he glared daggers at the Alpha. "Why did you attack Adam?!"

Lilith recoiled in shock, not expecting Lucifer's furious outburst. She thrust her blood-stained hand out with a feral growl. "He claims you mated him! That can't be true! You're both Omegas! Omegas can't be together like that! He tricked you, didn't he?!"

Cupping the back of Adam's neck, a radiant blend of blue and gold light shimmered around Lucifer's hand. He did his best to heal the inflicted wound, biting his bottom lip as he drew Adam closer. Uncertainty gnawed at him; he wasn't sure if he could fully heal Adam's Omega glands—they might be permanently damaged...

"Lucifer?!" Lilith howled in rage. "It's the truth, isn't it?! He manipulated you, didn't he?! He played weak and pathetic to lure you in because that's so like him, isn't it!"

Lucifer frowned deeply. "Lilith, calm down. You're not thinking straight. Do you realize what you've just done? You've harmed Adam, an Omega! That's punishable."

Swallowing thickly, Lucifer's eyes lifted to the sky. It was already growing dark and stormy. His sharp teeth clenched together as he saw glimpses and sparks of gold appearing. His siblings would be here soon; Adam's pain had alerted them to trouble in Eden, just as his pain and screams had alerted Lucifer. The Archangel had been waiting for Adam in their nest and had grown worried when his Omega mate hadn't returned.

Lucifer cursed himself. This was all his fault. He knew he should have gone with Adam. He knew something like this would happen eventually. All Alphas were headstrong, especially when they felt threatened. It was ridiculous and it was his fault. If only Lucifer hadn't spent all that time with Lilith! Granted, he only did it so Lilith wouldn't have noticed Adam presenting! Lucifer hadn't wanted her to realise how beautiful and gorgeous Adam was. And his selfish actions had led to Adam being hurt.

"It's okay! It's okay, it doesn't matter, does it?" Lilith wheezed, approaching anxiously. "Adam doesn't have his stupid mating glands anymore, you're no longer tied to him! I've fixed it, your Alpha has fixed it! It'll be okay, we can still mate, can't we?"

"No!" Lucifer snarled, causing the Alpha to freeze in her tracks. "Why would I ever want to mate with you? After what you've just done? To my mate!"

A screech escaped Lilith. "Don't call him your mate! He is not your mate! I am!"

"No, you're not!" the Omega Archangel practically screamed in return. "You'll never be my mate! I'm in love with Adam, I have been since before you were even created! I wanted Adam, I still only want him!"

"You're lying!" Lilith screamed even louder, her voice echoing over the Garden of Eden. "We belong together! I'm an Alpha and you're an Omega! Omegas are not supposed to mate! He used you!"

Adam blinked his teary green eyes, lifting his head from Lucifer's chest to look at the deranged Alpha. He shivered as he noticed the lights flickering in the darkening sky. His hands gripped tightly at Lucifer's robes.

"L-Lucifer, the sky..." he whispered.

"I know," Lucifer said softly, choosing to ignore the deranged Alpha. He lifted his hand to check the back of Adam's neck, biting back a growl of anger. It had stopped bleeding, but it definitely looked like it would scar over his mating glands. "It'll be alright. I'll protect you...I'm so sorry I wasn't here..."

Adam smiled weakly up at him. "It's not your fault...s-she snuck up on me when I wasn't looking."

"Still, I should have been with you." Lucifer nuzzled his face to Adam's, releasing a warm rumble of comfort.

Lilith's eyes widened at the display, her rage intensifying tenfold. Her hands tensed at her sides, nails digging into her palms. Her chest heaved as she hissed with pure anger, her vision turning acid white.

"How dare you," she snarled from the back of her throat. "How dare you mate with fucking Adam?!"

Adrunply familiar figures appeared in the sky. Lucifer eyed them as they approached, pressing his lips together as he met Michael's gaze. He glared, tightening his protective hold around Adam.

"Lilith, whatever is the matter?" Sera questioned, landing beside her. Her entire being shuddered as she sensed the thick tension in the air. She tried to keep smiling, but Lucifer saw it falter from the scent Lilith was releasing.

Lilith bared her teeth at the angel and pointed a threatening finger towards the two Omegas. "Lucifer mated with Adam!"

"What?" Sera gasped loudly, her eyes growing wide. She turned her head to stare at Lucifer in disbelief.

Michael landed before Lucifer but kept a small distance between himself and the Omega. "Is that true? Lucifer, what did you do?"

"We love each other," Lucifer defended, pressing Adam's head into his chest. His wings spread and arched around them, shielding Adam from the other angels.

Eyebrows raising, Michael's mouth opened but then closed. He stared down at his elder brother as if his brain had short-circuited until finally he blinked, and a sickening expression of disappointment took over. As if he had the right to be disappointed in Lucifer.

"Lucifer, you didn't..." Gabriel gasped.

"What have you done?" Sera huffed, her anger beginning to spike, but she quickly settled herself before it could show. "Omegas do not mate with one another. That poor man, you've influenced his mind, haven't you?"

Lucifer narrowed his eyes at the suggestion, baring his sharp teeth threateningly at her. "Don't talk as if you know anything! Don't forget your place, Sera."

"Did you bite him?" Michael stepped in once more before Sera could speak. He stared back at Lucifer coldly, taking a daring step forward, but then retreated when Lucifer released a strong wave of his own power. "Did you mark him, Lucifer? Tell us, did you bear a claiming mark upon the first human Omega?"

Lilith shuddered, puffing up in her frustration. "Yes! He did! I saw it!"

"Lucifer..." Michael closed his eyes in disappointment. "How could you be so selfish and foolish? You've spoiled all our hard work. You were supposed to watch over him, not manipulate him. You have sent us back not days, but months, maybe even years.”

"I did not manipulate him!" Lucifer shot back heatedly. "I love him, and he loves me! We mated out of love! It's too late to undo it—we've marked one another!"

Sera gasped at his words. "You mean to say you had Adam bite you in return? Lucifer! How could you do that? This means Adam will never be able to mate with Lilith now."

"That's the point!" Lucifer snapped angrily. "We want to be together!"

"Omegas are not meant to be together like this!" Sera replied sternly.

Lucifer bristled at her words. "Who says so? Adam and I are the only two Omegas in existence! It's not written anywhere that Omegas can't be together! Father isn't punishing us for mating either!"

That gave Sera pause. She looked towards the skies where their Father, God Himself, would typically be watching over them. There were no storm clouds, no lightning strikes, no booming voice of wrath. Sera and Michael shared a look, coming to the realization that Lucifer was annoyingly correct. Their Father was not intervening, deeming it unnecessary to deal with.

"What should we do?" Sera asked Michael. "Without Adam, Lilith has no mate. She is companionless. She cannot breed without an Omega."

Michael sighed, his eyes flickering towards Lucifer and Adam briefly. "I'm not sure."

Breathing softly, Adam leaned against Lucifer, listening to the soft beat of his angelic heart. It was so soothing, luring him into a safe slumber if he wasn't careful. His skin prickled as he realized the danger had passed. The Angels had registered that Adam could not mate with Lilith anymore. While Adam didn't understand the true ins and outs of it, he was still relieved. Relieved that no one was going to take him away from Lucifer now.

As if he could read his mind, Lucifer hugged him tightly. Adam tilted his head back, meeting Lucifer's eyes before bravely standing up. Lucifer's lush white wings shuddered, clearly wanting to hold onto him and never let go.

"Make her a new Omega," Adam said shakily. He felt light-headed from the blood loss and just wanted to curl up in his nest, but he fought to stay upright. "Make Lilith a new Omega. I love Lucifer, and that's okay."

Immediately, Lucifer beamed and shot to his feet, his gentle hand grabbing Adam's and squeezing lovingly. He purposefully ignored the disapproving stares from Michael and Sera.

"Adam, it is not that simple..." Sera said softly, lowering her voice gently as she looked towards him.

Adam shook his head. "You... You said you would make me a new Alpha if Lilith didn't like me, remember?"

It was the first time Lucifer had heard about this. His eyes widened, and he looked towards Michael to see if his younger brother knew of the plan. However, Michael purposefully avoided his stare. Lucifer scoffed—how ironic. How laughable. They had a plan if Lilith chose to mate with him instead, yet they didn't notice him spending time with Adam?

"You said—you said you could make me a new Alpha. One better than Lilith, kinder and gentler," Adam breathed out. He felt comfort in Lucifer's presence, holding his hand, loving him. It made his whole body buzz that Lucifer had chosen him. "Then you can do the same for Lilith. You can make Lilith a new mate, a new Omega. Just like you were planning to do for me."

Sera's mouth gaped like a fish out of water. Finally, she closed her lips and slowly nodded, her eyes returning to Michael. "We could."

"It might be the only way now," Michael agreed.

"Then I shall gather the preparations," Sera said, appearing somewhat tired. Her eyes glanced back to Adam, appearing rather hurt that he hadn't followed the plan she had made for him.

Adam always knew Sera cared for him. He always knew she had nurtured him sweetly and kindly, almost like a mother would with her child. But did it really matter if he didn't mate with an Alpha? Shouldn't Sera be happy that he was happy? Adam was confused and so sleepy.

"Adam, are you sure about this?" she suddenly asked, looking as if she was about to approach them but didn't when Lucifer hissed warningly. "It's not too late to change your mind. I-I'm sure we can figure something out. You don't have to stay mated to an Omega."

Lucifer bristled at the insult of a suggestion.

"I'm happy," Adam mumbled. "You should be happy, I am happy. I don't care that Lucifer is an Omega. I care that he is nice to me, that he cares about me, that he doesn't make me feel frightened. I love him and—and that should be all that matters. G-God said..."

Adam paused, nibbling his bottom lip shyly. The moment he mentioned the Angels' father, they all looked at him. Even Lucifer was staring at him curiously.

"Father spoke to you?" Michael asked in surprise.

"Sometimes," Adam said meekly. "God said I should mate with the one who makes me feel the most comfortable. I should mate for love and that it was okay to not mate with Lilith."

Michael appeared to be debating Adam's words. He even checked the skies, knowing that God never accepted any lie about Him. But when he saw no sign of a lie, he accepted that Adam was telling the truth.

"Brother," he began darkly, looking towards Lucifer. "Despite how it may seem, you have still involved yourself in a way you should not have. You have still betrayed the very foundation you were made for."

Rolling his eyes, Lucifer scoffed. "Oh, spare me the righteousness. Just tell me what punishment you deem worthy of me, oh mighty one."

Michael narrowed his eyes at the taunting comment. "You are banished from Heaven. You will live out the rest of your life in Eden, with your mate. You will watch as Adam grows old and eventually dies."

That didn't sound so bad. Granted, the thought of Adam growing old and dying was horrible. It made Lucifer's stomach coil, but it wasn't a terrible thought. It was practically what both he and Adam wanted: to live out the rest of their days together in peace, happily mated without anybody bothering them.

"Then, when the day comes where Adam passes away and is welcomed into Heaven, you will not be allowed to reunite with him," Michael added cruelly. "You will forever be banished from Heaven's gates, knowing where your mate is but never being allowed to see him again."

"You can't do that!" Lucifer exclaimed in disbelief. Even Sera appeared surprised by the punishment. "You can't keep us apart like that!"

"It's simple, Lucifer. You have chosen to defy us and soil the first human Omega," Michael grunted coldly. "Therefore, I suggest you enjoy the time you both have together, as human lives are not very long. I'm afraid to say, you no longer have an eternity together."

Lucifer's eyes widened in shock. "You... You really are an asshole. I’ll make you regret this.”

“Be thankful I am being merciful on your crime, Lucifer.”

Sera gazed at Adam with pity. 

~#~

Humming a gentle melody, Adam toyed with the soft feathers lining their cozy nest. Lucifer's beautiful wings had recently shed, making way for new feathers to grow. His older feathers were lovingly incorporated into their nest. Adam smiled as he held one aloft, the tip of the white and blue feather playfully tickling his nose.

The Omega lay on his stomach, nestled snugly in their warm sanctuary, waiting for Lucifer's return. It had been a few months since their love had been revealed to the Angels, resulting in Lucifer's banishment from Heaven. But it wasn't so bad. It meant they could be together without a care, and Lucifer no longer had to fulfill his angelic duties. They spent every moment together, wrapped in each other's arms, talking, laughing, and making love.

"Adam~" Lucifer's voice called out as he landed just beyond the wall of purple flowers.

Immediately, the human Omega sprang to his feet, a radiant smile lighting up his face. As soon as Lucifer ducked beneath the cascading Wisteria blooms, Adam launched himself into his mate's arms.

"Luci! You're back!" he exclaimed joyfully.

Lucifer's arms encircled Adam's waist, while the human's arms looped around Lucifer's shoulders. His wings fluttered with excitement as Lucifer spun him around, dancing on one foot while the other kicked up into the air. They tumbled back onto the nest, pulling Adam down with him.

They landed in their nest, laughing together.

"Were you lonely without me?" Lucifer teased, rolling onto his side with one arm tucked under Adam's head and the other gently cradling his shoulder. His fingers threaded through Adam's brown and red hair, pushing it back from his enchanting green eyes.

"I'm always lonely when you leave," Adam murmured, smiling as he pulled the Archangel into a deep, tender kiss. “I don’t like it when you leave.”

"I don't like leaving you either," Lucifer murmured, returning the kiss. Their warm bodies curled together, a perfect fit. He tenderly caressed Adam's cheek, his fingers dancing lightly over the soft skin. "Are you feeling alright?"

A soft blush colored Adam's cheeks as he weakly touched the back of his neck. Since Lilith had cruelly ripped out his mating glands, Adam had been a shadow of his former self. His body struggled to cope with the loss of such an important part. Lucifer had done everything he could to care for him, but there was only so much he could do. Though he had initially healed the wound, he couldn't restore the glands...

"I'm... okay. Really," Adam whispered softly.

Lucifer sniffled and pressed delicate kisses along Adam's face, neck, and shoulders, his hand still gently caressing Adam's cheek. He leaned forward, nuzzling into Adam and releasing a sweet, comforting Omega scent.

"Do you smell that?" he whispered tenderly.

Adam blinked slowly, his eyes beginning to water. He smiled weakly, shrugging helplessly. "No. I... I'm sorry. I still don't smell anything..."

"You will!" Lucifer promised, though they both knew it was a lie. "I-I'm sure you will, in time. So - so don't worry, okay? Just rest, everything will come back in time."

Humming quietly, Adam nuzzled into Lucifer's throat. He breathed in gently, wishing he could still smell Lucifer's Omega scent, still feel the connection that once pulsed so strongly between them. He could sense a faint tingle in the back of his mind, a reminder that he was still mated to Lucifer, but it was nowhere near as intense as it had been. Lilith, whether she knew it or not, had caused irrevocable damage...

"I love you," Lucifer said seriously. "Even if you can't feel our connection anymore, I want you to know I still love you. More than anything."

Adam cooed, basking in the love and attention. "I love you too. I don't regret anything, Lucifer. I hope you know that."

"Are you sure?" the Archangel asked brokenly. "Because of me, you've lost your Omega glands. If... if I never mated you... you wouldn't have lost that part of you..."

Shaking his head, Adam cupped Lucifer's rosy cheeks and pulled him into another kiss. "I never regret anything, really I don't. Even if I knew I was going to lose my Omega glands, I would have still chosen to be with you. I still would have mated with you."

Lucifer released a relieved, loving sound, akin to a contented preen.

“I love you. I love you so-so much.” Lucifer cooed, rolling them over so he was on top. “More than anything. I love you.”

“I love you too.” Adam grinned cheekily, reaching up to nip at Lucifer’s jaw. “I love you sooooo much~”

Giggles bounced between the two Omegas as they began to share deeper and longer kisses. Tongues beginning to play cat and mouse. Hands started to wonder, touching one another in places that only each other could touch. Gasps, whimpers and moans filling the air in a loving melody. Their breath hitching and saliva bridges appear between their lips, among other areas. 

The rushing pleasure formed like a bubble between their legs. Their mouths stayed pressed together as they rocked their hips together, rubbing their Omega-hoods back and forth, increasing the delicious friction between them. Just as the bubble finally popped and the pair released matching cries, collapsing onto the nest in a mess. Their sweat mixes together. 

Lucifer buried his face in Adam’s throat, listening to his beloved pant and wheeze. He missed the intoxicating scent Adam used to release whenever he reached his peak—now there was nothing. He knew it wasn’t Adam’s fault; it was his own. He hadn’t been there to protect Adam, to keep Lilith from getting close...

A shiver ran through him as Adam began to caress the back of his neck. Lucifer’s warm lips trailed along Adam’s throat, planting butterfly kisses until they reached his mouth again.

“I don’t smell like anything, do I…” Adam said meekly.

Lucifer’s blue eyes grew sad, though a soft smile graced his lips. “It’s alright. I don’t need to scent you to know you enjoyed yourself. It doesn’t bother me that much, honestly.”

“Yes, it does…” Adam mumbled quietly, turning his head away. “It bothers me that I can’t…that I can’t scent you. I want to so badly, but it’s just nothing.”

Cradling Adam’s cheek, Lucifer kissed him slowly and deeply. “It’ll get better with time. We just need time. It’ll be fine.”

“I hope so…” Adam said with a hopeful smile. “But as long as you’re with me, I think I’ll be fine.”

"That's right. As long as we're together, we'll be okay. We'll get better, together. We will help one another be better." Lucifer cooed, pressing another kiss to Adam's lips. "Everything will get better as long as we're together."

They would be together, forever. No matter what Michael said. When Adam eventually died and became an Angel, Lucifer would find his way into Heaven. They would reunite and be together. Nobody, absolutely nobody, would get between them.

For hours, neither spoke. They cuddled together, Lucifer trailing his fingers up Adam's arm, tracing the delicate blue veins. Every so often, they shared a warm, sweet kiss.

"Oh, I saw Lilith's new Omega this morning," Adam suddenly hummed, snuggling even closer against Lucifer. He nuzzled his head into his Archangel's throat.

Lucifer tensed up, his arms tightening protectively around Adam as if the Alpha might appear from nowhere. He couldn’t bear the thought of Adam being attacked again. "I thought we agreed you'd stay away from Lilith."

"We did and I did." Adam smiled in amusement. "I saw the new Omega, not Lilith. Calm down, I didn't approach her. She was across the river anyway."

"Oh..." Lucifer relaxed and let out a sigh of relief. He laid his head against Adam's with a frown. "They made Lilith a female Omega?"

Adam released a purr at the hug. "Yeah. I thought it was strange too, but she looked really pretty. She had bright red hair, super long too! Not as long as Lilith's, but waist-length. And brown eyes! She had these odd specks all over her."

"Freckles." Lucifer said softly. "You're talking about freckles."

Adam yawned softly, his eyelids growing heavy once more. "Ah, freckles. Yes. She had freckles. I think she saw me and waved, but I left."

"That's good. I want you to stay away from her too," Lucifer muttered darkly. His possessive side began to emerge again. He knew there was no reason to worry, but he did. The thought of Adam finding this new red-haired Omega more beautiful than himself was unbearable.

"Okay." Adam pouted. "Why?"

Lucifer eyed his pretty Omega from the corner of his eye. "If I happened to see her and thought she was pretty, then came and told you about it...would you like that?"

"No." Adam said immediately, his eyes narrowing. He lifted himself up slightly and frowned deeply. "I don't like that thought. Oh, I see what you mean. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you."

"Upset me?" Lucifer chuckled, sitting up as well and cupping Adam's face. "No, Adam, I'm jealous. I love you so much that I can't stand the thought of you liking anybody else. I don't want you to care for anyone else. I don't want you thinking anybody is pretty but me."

An awestruck expression took over Adam's face. His green eyes glittered with amusement and love. Immediately, Adam slipped onto Lucifer's lap and wrapped his arms around Lucifer's shoulders. "I will never think anybody is more beautiful than you, Luci~ You're the most gorgeous person I have ever met! I think you're wonderful, amazing, and I would never want anybody but you~"

"I like those words~" Lucifer purred, kissing him again. "I want to be the only thing on your mind~"

"And you are! Always, only you!" Adam preened, running his hands down Lucifer's back. "I'm yours. Only yours."

“Good.”

[l4zyb0n35]

I always feel like that bitch whenever a fanfic writer i follow and get inspo from likes my post. It’s like winning an Emmy.

[lilacwriter07]

Omega!Lucifer would steal Adam's clothes, and make a nest out of it . Hissing at others if they try to get Adam's clothes back, no matter how many clothes Adam buys . Lucifer always find a way to get them .

He even cried to Charlie when he catch Lucifer taking his underwear, sniffing them on his way to his nest . Purring how lovestruck he looks .

"Well I guess I have to walk naked then and seduce others with my perfect body ." Making Vaggie gag and Lucifer's tail wag, as his eyes becomes dark .

Later

"Has anyone seen Adam ?" Charlie asked ."Yeah ." Angel showed a picture of Adam getting carried to Lucifer's nest ."I really tried to save him .. But your father is the devil, like I want to live you know ."

[artofhazbinhotel]

I did something I find HILARIOUS, I assigned hazbin hotel characters omegaverse roles, you're welcome

Charlie- omega

Vaggie- beta

Alastor- beta

Rosie- beta

Cherri- alpha

Sir pentious- omega

Angel- omega

Husk- beta

Niffty- alpha

Lucifer- omega

Lilith- alpha

Valentino- beta

Vox- omega

Velvette- alpha

Lute- alpha

Adam- beta

Saint Peter- omega

[reallyromealone]

Title: Oh Look a mate(s)

Chapter 3

Fandom: obey me

Pairing: demon brother's x male reader

Warnings: omega verse, nsfw, male reader, gay, smut, attempted assassination, drugging, biting, torture

Notes:

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It was tomorrow.

The wedding was tomorrow.

(Name) Was quiet as he waited in the altar room, candles circling the room as marble carved murals surrounded him, the ceiling glass and the moon directly above him.

He sat in silence as the moon reached its peak before shadows flooded around him, a cold smoke that strangely didn't strike him with fear but instead filled him with warmth and safety. "Good Omega" one of the voices whispered as shadowy hands grabbed at him, gently touching and smoothing over the linen nightgown he wore before a long finger sliced it down the middle "Shhh" he could hear Satan's voice whisper in his ear as the seven men materialized and kissed various parts of his now exposed flesh "beautiful..." Mammon whispered breathlessly before biting into (name) 's flesh, the others doing the same.

Each scent gland was claimed as a tattoo manifested onto their soulmate tattoos, the demons licking and kissing their soulmate marks "You're bonded to us forever... Whenever you need us, call for us..." Beelzebub said as his blackened eyes gently kissed (name) 's lips as the fire of the candles burned brighter "Alphas...." (Name) Babbled as he leaned into someone's shoulders, Levi he believed... "So beautiful..." Asmodeus whispered as his hand crept down to the other's abdomen and began whispering enchantments, hand glowing as a tattoo formed on his stomach "Your first heat will be in less than 24 hours, this will help keep it from hurting so badly"

Never would he be denied a heat again.

The men scented and kissed (name), they could smell the slick flowing from him but knew better and to wait, wait till it was time.

When morning came, (name) was kept from his alphas all morning as he was polished to perfection, traditional white robes and gold accessories set aside as they painted swirls on his body, apparently matching the marks that would be on his alphas.

He looked at himself in the mirror, the makeup, the paint, and the clothes... He hardly recognized himself.

But it was him.

All him.

Lucifer made sure the guards were on high alert as he and his brothers got dressed, in their traditional robes that were the color of their omegas eyes, as is tradition in the kingdom, they already had two people sneak in after all.

"Your Majesty?" A meek voice spoke out as the demon turned to see an Omega maid look nervous, his eyes sharp and calculating "What is it?" He said simply and the maid straightened her back a bit before speaking once more "His Highness... He's extremely stressed and I thought it would be best if one of his--" Lucifer was already darting out of the room for his mate, he didn't care if he wasn't supposed to see him till the wedding.

His mate needed him.

(Name) Was freaking out as his omega decided Kw was an excellent time to freak out over the lack of alphas.

To be fair he got scented every morning but today, was a very high-stress day.

"My, aren't you beautiful" (name) snapped his head up as the maids left the room with haste and (name) whined and ran towards him, shoving his face into the alpha's chest and whining "My, can't go a day without your alphas?" He teased and lifted (name) 's face to look at it "None of that, you will ruin your pretty makeup" he was only soft for his omega, gentle kisses "We have a wedding, right? We will dance and party and then when the moon is high we will take you back here" he promised and kissed (name), scenting him lovingly.

"Now be good for alpha" he commanded, a slight alpha tone that they found calms (name). He liked not being in control all the time, instinctually.

"Ok alpha" he whispered hazily as the maids came back in and Lucifer left to finish getting ready, confident that he calmed his mate.

(Name) Looked nervous as he was ushered into a beautiful fabric and mahogany palanquin, the finest silks used for it "To walk you to the temple, your Highness" a soldier said calmly and (name) nodded as the soldiers in celebratory costume lifted it and (name) tried not to yelp.

He walked through the city, a grand parade to show the people the next queen, and (name) shyly waved at them as the people cheered in joy and some looked in envy at him. He could hear screaming in the distance, too focused on the slight shake with each step the guards took and the loud sounds around him to figure out what direction it came from exactly but the bullet that flew past his nose as a man was pinned down by guards have his answer, the omegas palanquin lowering as the guards checked on him "oh thank goodness... Are you alright your Highness?" The general that was a bit ahead rushed to check on him and (name) though stunned and Shellshocked, nodded slowly the Alpha nodded with a sigh of relief "We will get there soon your Highness"

The parade continued and (name) tried to regulate his breathing as he lifted his sleeves and took in the smell of Lucifer that clung to him, too close to his heat to be able to properly handle this.

God, he was so tired...

"We're here your Highness" Had that much time passed?

(Name) Was helped out by his maids, dressed in floral traditional outfits, darker colors as to highlight (name) 's snow white robes that dragged behind him, gold accents matching his accessories "You got this, your Highness" (name) 's closest maid, the one in charge of his maids smiled and (name) nodded before walking up the steps of the temple as people cheered.

Traditional fan dancers danced in front of him, a beautiful display as the guests of the wedding sat and watched in awe as (name) locked eyes with his alphas and had to suppress a chirp. The dancers moved their fans away to make an entrance for (name) to walk closer to them, Asmodeus taking his hands and kissing them gently as the others looked fond at the sight of their beloved, even Belphegor awake and focused on (name).

(Name) Looked at the guests, from countless kingdoms the Royals down to the mayors from cities including the village he was from, and looked in awe at the realization of how large this temple was, it seemed so small in the darkness.

(Name) Barely focused on the priestess as he looked at his mates, shadowy magic binding them together as (name) agreed to the contract of marriage "bound by the fates and the demon king himself, his Highness (name) Morningstar is granted a gift from his majesty of immortality, may his heart beat so long as his alphas" the demon king sat in the distance, watching his younger sons fondly, leaving hell to witness such an event as a red-haired demon stood beside him while staring intently.

(Name) Felt warm as he was brought close by his alphas and danced with them, a grand party that was sure to go on for the next week as guests watched and the city partied and after brought around to be introduced to guests "This is our elder brother, the next king" Lucifer introduced the Omega to his elder brother, next king of hell and intimidating to say the least but the large grin that broke out on his face said otherwise "my, a pleasure to meet you! My apologies that it took me so long to be able to meet you! Let me know if they act up all right. It will be nice to not have a little brother that will get on my nerves!" He teased as he hugged (name) and seemed so warm and understanding to him.

"My mate couldn't make it sadly, they're too far along to make the trip but hopefully after you two can meet!" Lucifer felt warm that his elder brother and a mate got along so well as the other brothers were dragged to talk to guests and eventually Lucifer and (name) went to speak to others, the Omega passed from alpha to alpha to not hog.

"An hour and you don't greet your parents?" (Name) Froze under Asmodeus' gentle hold as he turned to see the mayor of his village and his parents... And sister.

How did they get here?

"Not even an invite, thankfully our dear mayor invited us as his plus ones as his wife and sons couldn't make it," she said casually as his sister altered between glaring at him and swooning over Asmodeus, the beta looking flirty and showing her bust at him but the demon didn't even acknowledge her as he tilted his head at his mate's parents with a cold smile (name) didn't recognize but the gentle thumb rubbing his hip told him he was safe "my~ isn't this a surprise, (name) darling... Why don't you go make sure Beelzie doesn't eat everything, yes?" He urged his hesitant Omega who looked so precious and watched him walk away.

"E-excuse me!" The dad tried barking out and Asmodeus smiled coldly, a beta demanding not just an alpha but a supernatural alpha. Laughable really "I will allow you to continue to enjoy this celebration but if I hear even a whisper of my mate's name from any of your lips that isn't shining adoration I will remind you of your place," Asmodeus said barely above a whisper as he towered over the stumpy beta and his family, he read the letter.

All seven brothers read the letter.

And despite not being wrath, Asmodeus was the most upset.

No flirting, no banter.

Just a thinly veiled threat.

"Now you best behave"

You would think this Would deter (sister), make her behave... But no no.

She was hell-bent on having them.

Breaking this farce is a marriage.

It was expensive getting rut enhancer drugs but it was worth it in her eyes she looked around and saw that (name) was moved to Belphegor who sat in a corner quietly and (name) said worthless words to him and saw that Beelzebub was enjoying his food.

Perfect.

The drug was a fine powder, easy to mask on the powdered cream puffs that the demon was gorging on, slipping past when he went for some ribs and sprinkling on.

She just had to be available when the drugs kicked in.

It was not too long before the demon returned his attention to the cream puffs... But other people took them as well.

Like servants bringing them to their kings.

Oh well, she thought as she focused on Beelzebub and deemed everyone else as a stepping stone to her happiness.

Beelzebub froze after ten minutes, eyes dilating as he stood and looked around "Are you alright?" She tried to seduce the Alpha, pressing against him but like her brother, she didn't quite understand how mating worked and believed he would go to the first willing hole.

But in reality, he sought out (name) who was talking to Diavolos butler, the two fondly chatting about something or another.

"Move," he said coldly as he locked onto (name) marched to him, and lifted him, the other brothers looked concerned as Diavolo decided to start a ring dance and nodded at Lucifer, they all seemed to understand what was happening. (Name) Was confused as he was held close by his alpha who left the temple gardens and spread his wings before taking off, (name) shoving his face in Beelzebub's neck and that's when he smelt the rut. He couldn't help but whine, he was trying so hard not to go into heat but fuck...

He closed his eyes and felt himself sink further, sounds distorting and he felt his clothes removed carefully as voices spoke around him "he will be upset if we ruin this" Asmodeus...? Or is that Satan? "Alpha?" He slurred as the alphas kissed his flesh, cold to the touch and he felt something hard press against his back before he was pushed into his back, he couldn't even formulate a feeling of shame or worry as Belphegor traced the body paint that was on (name)s flesh "pretty..." The sleep demon murmured as he touched the womb tattoo a wave of pleasure washed through (name) and a low moan broke through him "Any pain he feels will feel like absolute pleasure... We may be dealing with a very horny Omega" Asmodeus teased, they didn't have an incantation to make him feel no pain during heat or pregnancy so it was the best option.

Especially because he kept moaning and crying, without it he would be writhing in pain.

"Why don't you spread your legs for us? Hmm? Show us how an Omega presents?" Lucifer spoke low and deep to the Omega who spread his legs on the bed and yelped when Beelzebub shoved his face between his legs and gave a long lick, pushing his legs over his shoulders as half his body was pulled nearly off the bed, Beelzebub on his knees before the bed. "O-oh! Alpha!" He cried out as Beelzebub ate his ass, licking around the rim before pushing in ever so slightly as the smell of slick was heavy in the room "wanna make alpha feel good? Why don't you show Levi here how much you want his cock?" Asmodeus took the initiative with getting (name) to pleasure them as they pleasured him, the Omega opening his mouth so prettily as the shy alpha fed him his cock, (name) licking the underside as he sucked. "H-how did he get so good?!" Levi gasped as he felt (name) hollow his cheeks with a vice force "I have been teaching him how to be a good little cock whore~" Asmodeus teased as Belphegor sucked on one of (name)s nipples as Asmodeus and Lucifer got hand jobs, the two assisting (name) a bit as his body shook.

Satan kissed his navel before moving to the omegas cock and sucking on it, the pre-cum leaking like crazy as (name) struggled to comprehend all the pleasure he felt, hips being held down as Beelzebub inserted a finger, curving it upwards against his prostate as he ate his ass like a final meal and added another finger "you're gonna be-- fuck! Taking a lot tonight baby ~" Asmodeus stammered as Levi came down (name)s throat, the Omega choking slightly but managing "fuck..? Shit.." Levi was already babbling as (name) 's body shook and a climax rolled through, Satan drinking it all "You want more?" Lucifer asked the Omega who whined "Nest!" Beelzebub wasting no time, feral and horny As the other alphas slowly went into a rut from being around a heat-stricken Omega, their demon forms were on full display. (Name) Was settled into his nest as they let Beelzebub enter first his large and heavy cock pressing against (name)s ass as (name) made out with Lucifer, pretty little sounds as Beelzebub pushed in slowly.

Each inch made for louder and prettier sounds from (name) as his body glistened with sweat, another climax rolling through him as Beelzebub was halfway through bottoming out before his hips snapped forward and his pelvic bone was pressed against (name)s ass cheeks "oh! Big...!" He cried out and pushed against him as Belphegor went behind him and held him up, kissing his neck as the others watched hungrily.

Beelzebub wasted no time pistoning his hips as (name) clawed at his skin, body shaking and writhing in pleasure as he poured slick "puppy up!" He cried out as he begged to be bread, owned and full... Belphegor moved around to Sroke (name)s cock and kiss his neck before biting into its neck watching (name) unfold as Beelzebub rolled his hips at the tightness and his grip so tight it was going to leave dark bruises on his hips come morning.

"Please please! Pup!" (Name) Begged for cum, pulling Beelzebub for a kiss and tasting his slick as the alpha's hips slammed one last time and cum poured into him, hot and sticky.

Beelzebub felt some sanity return to him as he looked at a fucked out (name) who couldn't even form words but babbled nonsense as Belphegor kissed him and coddled him "Let's get water and food into him then the next round starts" Lucifer instructed as they already prepared the necessary things that morning, food tested by the demons along with the water before feeding it to (name).

(Name) May have immortality but they still didn't want anything to happen to him.

Though poison pains right now would probably give him six earth-shattering orgasms.

No! No! Bad!

They washed the sweat and paint off his body as (name) recovered slightly but soon grew whiny as he was placed on top of Asmodeus, cock pushing in with ease and crying as Asmodeus gave harsh and slow thrusts.

"Come now, you got more to take ~"

Mammon was furious, absolutely livid as he slammed his fist against the assassin's skull, not wanting this vermin alive as his mate struggled with his heat and six cocks currently "You are taking my precious time with my mate, who the fuck sent you?" He was bordering feral as the assassin finally gave in "The sister! She wanted him dead!"

Oh?

Interesting.

Mammon left swiftly, telling the guards to find her, she couldn't have gotten far after all.

For now, the greedy demon needed to sink his cock into (name)s cute little ass.

And maybe bite it.

Bite it.

When he walked into the heated room, already nude he was met with (name) being railed by Asmodeus and Satan, cocks moving in his hole at vigorous paces as (name) sucked Lucifer's cock like he would die "(name), look whose here" Lucifer pulled him off his cock to look at mammon and the whine and moan that left his lips as he cried for the silver-haired demon, hands reaching for him, and who was mammon to deny something like this?

Mammon shoved his tongue in (name) 's mouth and relished as the Omega tugged at his hair "Wanna make me feel good?" He didn't even have to show his erect cock as (name) moved and took it in his mouth, mammon sighing at the tightness of his throat "he's a natural" Satan slapped (name)s ass as he pounded as Asmodeus sucked on his chest, the omegas hands going back to work as everyone slowly found a spot for them, the Omega cumming again in the process.

(Name) Was unconscious with Belphegor, needing a heavy rest before the next wave and thoroughly fucked out, the other alphas getting their turns after as Mammon reported findings and what the assassin admitted "She most definitely drugged Bee, our ruts not till winter" Asmodeus said thoughtfully, he should have just let Satan do what he originally wanted to do but that was (name)s choice, not theirs.

But now it was treason that they were talking about.

An attempted assassination against (name).

You see when Diavolo was the next king of hell, they were given rule of the overworld and essentially made (name) queen as they were to be overworld kings come coronation granted by their eldest brother.

And after this, (name) would be carrying their heir.

God, they were half erect at the thought of (name) pregnant.

"I have a manhunt for them, a bounty will be put up as well"

For now, they would care for (name).

When (name) woke, he couldn't feel his legs and his head felt foggy as he was placed into a warm bath "Good morning, lamb" Satan caressed his cheek "Alpha?" He said weakly, voice hoarse from their activities as Mammon gently massaged oils into him, the alphas already washing the cum and sweat off him "Hello pretty baby~ you took us so well, we are so proud of you" (name) chirped at the praise as he received loving kisses "after this was gonna feed you" Lucifer promised and (name) felt a slight sense of clarity "cuddle? Before heat comes back?" He asked as the others smiled, unable to resist the request.

(Name) Was naked and dried off as he cuddled the others who doted on him "You did so well, absolutely beautiful my love" Asmodeus cooed, and (name) let him kiss and love him "My garden?" He asked softly, why that was his worry beyond anyone but Lucifer eased his worries with the promise of the gardeners taking care of it.

For now, he was to relax.

[inubaki]

Possessiveness (SwitchAu)

An Omegaverse Au in which Heaven blames the omega human Adam for ‘tempting’ the omega Lucifer. As Adam is the one marked, he’s the damage they discard first. Demanding for Lucifer to right the wrongs of disrupting the human legacy, forbidden from both Heaven and Hell till he can for fills his ‘duties’ as an omega himself.

As the one marked and discarded, Adam feels every intimacy Lucifer has and every birth. Each betrayal sinking him into a state of madness and resentment.

And as the humans begin to fall to hell, Adam slowly builds his empire on spite and force of will. Lacking the might of a natural angel and the authority of an alpha, Adam has to learn to use his body and mind to maintain his dominance.

The sins are birthed by him through an attorney announced every two hundred years by whom ever can win his challenge. Lucifer’s claim makes the process agony, each conception worse than the last. But Adam relishes in the pain as a defiance for the angel he blames his banishment upon. Even if the next union and birth could kill him.

When Heaven finally allows Lucifer to visit Hell it’s just in time for 7th and final grand attorney.

Lucifer is very much a yandere in this which is what drew Heaven’s eye to begin with. He’s rendered human while on earth but refuses to allow Lilith to bite him even when birthing the children.

He lives as a human for nearly 800 years before finally dying, outliving far pass expectation. (Or so they say). And even then Heaven is reluctant to allow Lucifer to see Adam. But as God’s favorite and Devil’s games going around again for the final heir, surely Lucifer can finally abandon his claim. Surely.

——

[libby-for-life]

Just spit balling—

Beta!Adam

Yandere Omega!Lucifer

Adam sighed as he looked through his closet one last time. He was sure he had more shirts than this, but the evidence was staring right at him! Or not...because three of his favorite shirts were gone.

"Goddamn it! I swear to—I never had this problem in Heaven!" Adam complained as he slammed his closet door with a growl. Seriously, why the fuck were his clothes going missing?!

"Hell is full of freaks, I swear," Adam muttered as he put on a random unimportant shirt from his drawer and nearly screamed in rage when he noticed his hamper had been rifled through.

"What the—what kind of pervert steals underwear?!"

Lucifer smiled in his nest, purring contently as he smelled his Mate's, they hadn't mated yet but he could wait, clothes and sighed happily. Adam always smelled so good!

He moaned and could feel himself pant in bliss, his nest filled with the scent of Adam...soon he would be his. And his alone.

Heaven wouldn't be taking him back. Not if he had a say.

[darcydarlingdabbles]

The Static Between Us~

RadioApple + Static 🍃Voyerism 🍃Omega!Alastor /Alpha!Lucifer

🍃Explicit🍃Vox Cucking ~ 4.8k

A/N: Happy Thanksgiving! Thanks for 160 follows, 2.5k likes on Tumblr...and holy shit 27k reads on Ao3!!! Have some crack/smut to celebrate with me XD

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The sleek drone hummed almost imperceptibly as Vox guided it through Hell's smog-choked skies.

His screen flickered with anticipation, cyan teeth bared in a grin as the newly remodeled Hazbin Hotel came into view.

"Let's see what you're up to, old pal," Vox purred, his clawed fingers dancing across the controls.

The drone glided silently over the hotel's new rooftop gardens, a stark contrast of lush greenery against Hell's desolate landscape.

Vox's pupils contracted as he spotted his targets.

Alastor and Lucifer were strolling among the foliage.

Alastor's crimson hair gleamed in the hellish light, his ever-present smile a mask of amusement as he kept his hands folded neatly at the small of his back.

Beside him, Lucifer's smaller frame radiated power—as much as it echoed frustration with every gesture of his blackened hands. .

“What do we have here?" Vox mused, zooming in on the pair. "A lover's quarrel?"

He strained to hear their conversation, cursing the limitations of even his most advanced technology. He reached for a dial, tunning away.

"Just wait," Vox muttered, his screen crackling. "One of these days, I'll catch you slipping, Alastor. And when I do…" He trailed off, lost in visions of finally besting his rival.

Alastor's body language spoke volumes, however—the tilt of his antlers, the sharp gestures of his gloved hands. Classic Radio Demon needling.

"I'm telling you, the color scheme is fine!" Lucifer's shrill voice carried through the audio feed. "The pink would be perfectly fine if you weren’t always covering it in blood splatters!"

Alastor's static-laced chuckle grated on Vox's nerves.

"My dear, I believe you're overthinking this. The sinners won't care about aesthetics when they're being tortured."

“Alastor,” Lucifer huffed, rubbing at his temples with the long fingers of his right hand. “They’re not being tormented, they’re being redeemed.”

“I fail to see the distinction.” The Radio Demon said brightly.

Alastor’s permanent grin was etched onto his face as always, but his usually relaxed posture was now tense. His ears flicking constantly with irritation.

Next to him, Lucifer's normally suave demeanor was replaced with an obvious groan of frustration.

They were a pressure cooker about to pop.

As he watched, a pang of something uncomfortably close to jealousy twisted in Vox's gut. He pushed the feeling aside, focusing instead on the potential for chaos unfolding before him.

Vox's screen flickered with desire and disdain as he manipulated the drone's camera, panning slowly down Alastor's lithe form.

Even fully clothed from neck to wrist to ankle, the Radio Demon's silhouette was maddeningly seductive. The crimson pinstripe suit hugged Alastor's slim waist, flaring slightly at his hips before tapering down long legs.

Hiding the soft curves of an omega’s body beneath sharp angles and layers of fine fabric.

"Damn you," Vox muttered, his teeth gritting in frustration. "Why do you have to look so good?"

He zoomed in, capturing the subtle sway of Alastor's hips as he walked.

The Radio Demon's backside was pert, perfectly small in his mind. He imagined gripping those hips, claiming that body, making the omega writhe—until his circuits buzzed with want.

The TV demon's fingers twitched and Vox refocused on the conversation unfolding before him.

"And the plumbing is atrocious," Alastor's voice crackled through the feed. "Really, sire, one would think the King of Hell could conjure better pipes."

Lucifer's face tinged gold with a flush. "Don't push me, Alastor. You’ve treading on thin ice."

Vox leaned closer. What was that supposed to mean?

“Treading?” Alastor's grin widened. "My dear, I’ve been tap-dancing on it." He leaned down to the angel’s level. “You’ve simply failed to crack, yet.”

"Last warning," Lucifer growled. "Red light. Quit while you’re behind."

Red light? What kind of threat was that?

On screen, Alastor's ear twitched, his head tilting in a coquettish manner that Vox had never seen before.

There was something in Lucifer's posture, a coiled tension that spoke of barely restrained power.

Alastor's laugh rang out, sharp and challenging. "Make me, your majesty.”

“You asked for it!”

Lucifer's hands shot out, grasping Alastor by the lapels of his precious coat and slamming him against the gnarled trunk of a nearby tree. The impact sent a shower of crimson leaves cascading around them.

"Oh my," Alastor purred, his voice crackling with static. "How terrifying, I’m simply shaking in my boots."

Vox's screen glimmered with excitement, his grin stretching wider than should be possible on his digital face. "Come on, old man," he urged. "Put that pompous asshole in his place."

Lucifer's grip tightened, his knuckles like ash against the deep red of Alastor's coat. "You never know when to stop pushing, do you?" the fallen angel growled, his face inches from Alastor's perpetual, petulant smile.

"Where would be the fun in that?" the omega replied, his tone light and teasing despite his precarious position. "Besides, I do so enjoy seeing your feathers all…ruffled."

Vox's brow furrowed in confusion. He had expected Alastor to fight back, to summon his shadows or at least attempt to break free.

Instead, the Radio Demon seemed almost…relieved?

As he was being tossed around by the devil himself.

On the screen, Lucifer leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper that Vox had to strain to hear. "Are you sure you're prepared for the consequences, Bambi?"

Alastor's eyes glinted with mischief, his grin widening impossibly. "Oh, I'm counting on them."

Lucifer yanked Alastor down by his lapels, crushing their lips together in a fierce kiss. The action was so sudden and shocking that Vox's digital eyes widening in disbelief.

"What the actual hell?" the TV demon sputtered, his voice glitching as he processed the scene before him.

The kiss was rough, brutal, and anything but loving. Lucifer's hand snaked up to grip Alastor's hair, tugging it sharply as he deepened the kiss. For a moment, the omega seemed to melt into it, his usual rigid posture softening.

But then, just as quickly, Alastor's hands flew up to Lucifer's chest, shoving hard against the angel.

It was like pushing against a stone wall—Lucifer didn't budge an inch, but he did pull back, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Is that all?" Alastor taunted, his voice husky and slightly breathless. "I expected more from the mighty King."

Lucifer's eyes flashed lethally, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "Oh, you want more?"

The angel gripped Alastor's shoulders and forced him down. Until the Radio Demon's knees hit the ground with a dull thud.

Vox's excitement intensified, a thrill running through his circuits. "Now that's more like it," he chuckled darkly. "Look at the high and mighty Radio Demon now, on his knees where he belongs."

He watched the devil grab for the demon’s hands in one of his. Lucifer's grip tightened on Alastor's wrists, pinning them roughly against the gnarled bark of the tree.

The fallen angel leaned in, capturing Alastor's lips in another searing kiss. Alastor's eyes widened momentarily before fluttering shut, a soft hum emanating from his throat.

Vox's screen flared in disbelief.

"Since when do you put up with so much mouth to mouth?" he muttered, his voice tinged.

With one hand still restraining Alastor's arms, Lucifer's other hand deftly popped open the buttons of the demon’s shirt collar. "Such a needy little omega," Lucifer purred, his breath hot against Alastor's ear.

"Needy? Al? " Vox scoffed, rolling his digital eyes. “As if.”

Lucifer's lips curled into a smirk. "If you need attention so badly, Bambi, you could just ask."

Alastor's permanent grin widened, an impish glint in his eyes.

"Now where," he drawled, "would be the fun in that?"

Lucifer's hand shot up, gripping one of the Radio Demon’s antlers and yanking his head back. The deer let out a startled gasp, exposing the pallid column of his throat.

Lucifer's gaze fixed on the spot where Alastor's mating gland lay hidden beneath his skin.

"Is he going to…?" Vox leaned forward, his circuits humming with anticipation, half-expecting Lucifer to tear into Alastor's throat for his insolence.

Lucifer's mouth descended on Alastor's exposed neck, lips latching onto the sensitive mating gland.

Vox watched intently, still expecting gore, when suddenly Alastor's ears drooped and a sound escaped him that the TV demon had never heard before—a deep, throaty sigh.

"What the hell?" Vox muttered.

Alastor's eyes fluttered closed, his usual sharp grin melting into an expression of blissful surrender. Another moan vibrated through the air, sending a jolt of surprise through Vox's circuits.

Vox's digital jaw dropped.

He had never, in all their encounters, heard Alastor make a sound like that.

Nights spent tangled in silk sheets, Alastor's lithe body beneath him, cool and unresponsive. The Radio Demon's smile fixed in place, eyes half-lidded with boredom rather than interest. Vox had always assumed Alastor was simply cold, uninterested in physical intimacy beyond using it as a tool for manipulation.

But this... this was different. Alastor's usual rigid control was crumbling, his body arching into Lucifer's touch.

Another moan escaped him, lower this time, almost a purr.

"Since when do you make noises like that, you smug bastard?" Vox muttered, his voice glitching.

He zoomed in closer, drinking in every detail.

Alastor's chest heaved with each ragged breath, a flush creeping up his neck to stain his greyish cheeks. His ears, usually perked and alert, were drooped in capitulation.

And his eyes…Vox had never seen them so dark, pupils blown wide with unmistakable desire.

Lucifer's hand slid lower, teasing at the waistband of Alastor's trousers. The Radio Demon's hips bucked forward, seeking more contact.

A whimper—an actual fucking whimper—fell from Alastor's lips.

Vox's circuits buzzed with arousal and indignation. He remembered countless nights of trying to coax even the slightest reaction from Alastor.

The Radio Demon had always lay there, occasionally offering a sarcastic quip or rolling his eyes.

At best, he'd been a pillow princess. At worst, a corpse in bed.

Vox's gaze snapped back to the screen, drawn by another breathy sound from Alastor. He cursed under his breath, realizing he'd missed a crucial moment while lost in his own thoughts.

"Thank Satan for recording," he muttered, his eyes widening as he took in the scene before him. Wincing when he realized he was thanking one of the men on the screen.

Vox shook the idea off.

The Radio Demon’s usual sharp tongue seemed to have deserted him, replaced by breathy gasps and needy whines. When Lucifer nipped at his collarbone, Alastor threw his head back with a keening cry that sent shockwaves through Vox's system.

It was so fucking over the top that—the tv demon seized on the realization with both clawed hand hands.

Alastor…had to be acting. Overacting.

He was the manipulative little dandy from Vox’s bed—it must be Lucifer’s ego that needed all this porn star shit.

"You little minx," Vox snarled. "You were holding out on me all this time?"

He watched, transfixed, as Lucifer's hand dipped lower, disappearing between Alastor's legs.

The Radio Demon's reaction was immediate and intense. His back arched off the tree. His antlers scraped against the bark, leaving gouges in the wood.

Lucifer had Alastor pinned against the tree, the Radio Demon's coat and shirt pulled open to reveal a torso marred with a myriad of scars.

Vox's receivers flickered, desire and resentment coursing through him at the sight.

"Not as untouchable as you pretended to be," Vox sneered, watching Lucifer's hand disappear beneath the waistband of Alastor's slacks.

Vox scoffed, a bitter laugh escaping him. "Good luck with that, sire. Our prudish deer boy never—"

His words died in his throat as Alastor's head fell back against the tree, a low, staticky moan escaping him.

Vox's circuits nearly short-circuited at the sight.

"He always smacked my hand away if I even tried to get him off!"

Realization dawned on Vox as he watched the way the devil’s wrist moved. He wasn’t stroking at the omega’s cock—he was shoving those fingers inside Alastor.

"Good luck getting him wet, old man," Vox scoffed, his voice laced with bitterness. "Our dear Radio Demon's about as responsive as a dead battery."

Alastor's voice, dripping with disdain, echoed in his mind. "Such an unpleasant chore. But if it'll shut you up for five minutes…”

"Just another performance to stroke a more powerful ego, eh, Alastor?” Vox's grip tightened on the control panel.

The deer demon always seemed to prefer the fighting over the fucking—before and after.

On the screen, Lucifer slowly withdrew his hand from between Alastor's legs.

Vox leaned forward, anticipating the look of bored arrogance on the Radio Demon's face.

Only to see the glisten of omega slick on the fallen angel’s fingers.

Alastor's ears flattened against his head, a rare display of embarrassment that sent a jolt through Vox's system. He watched, transfixed, as Lucifer brought those fingers to his mouth, cleaning them with slow, deliberate swipes of his forked tongue.

Alastor's voice crackled through the drone's speakers, impatient and breathy. "Enough teasing, you insufferable alpha. Hurry up and fuck me already."

Vox's screen quivered violently, a chaotic swirl of jealousy, anger, and a perverse fascination he couldn't ever shake when it came to Alastor.

"Hurry up and get it over with," he mimicked in a mocking tone. "At least that’s familiar."

Lucifer's hands moved to Alastor's trousers, fingers deftly working at the fastenings.

In a sudden flourish, the fallen angel's magnificent white wings unfurled, their span impressive even through the drone's limited view. The feathers, tipped with crimson, created a shimmering curtain around the couple.

"Oh, come on!" Vox groaned to the sky at being denied his peep show.

To his surprise—and Lucifer's—Alastor's voice rang out, clear and commanding despite its underlying breathiness.

"Put those away, would you?" Alastor purred, his grin sharp and hungry. "I want to get my legs around you properly, darling."

Vox's screen crackled with static, his own shocked expression reflected back at him. Since when did Alastor ask for anything in bed?

Lucifer hesitated, confusion evident in the tilt of his head. "But I thought you'd prefer some privacy, my wicked little doe."

Alastor's laugh was dark and rich, sending an involuntary shiver down Vox's non-existent spine. "Privacy? In Hell? How delightfully naïve."

His clawed hands traced down Lucifer's chest. "Now, be a good alpha and do as you're told."

“You’re gonna pay for that one, too, Bambi.” Lucifer's eyes glowed as his own horns extending from his disheveled blonde hair.

“With interest, Darling.” Alastor purred, his voice a static-laced croon.

With a bemused smile, Lucifer complied, his wings folding back and disappearing from view.

Vox found himself leaning even closer to his monitors, arousal and bitter envy coursing through his circuitry.

The rough bark of the ancient tree scraped against Alastor's back, his shirt just hanging off his shoulders, as Lucifer pressed him firmly against its trunk. The radio demon's fingers dug into the wood, leaving deep gouges as his long legs parted, wrapping around Lucifer's smaller frame.

His hooves brushed the ground, but the archangel's supernatural strength kept him effortlessly pinned.

A sharp gasp escaped Alastor as Lucifer snapped his hips forward—the alpha obviously burying his cock inside the omega.

The warbly moan that followed sent ripples of interference across Vox's screens.

"Fuck," Alastor managed, his smile taking on a strained quality. "I suppose that's one way to compensate for your stature."

Lucifer stilled immediately, his brow furrowing. "Are you alright, Al? We can stop if—"

Alastor's laugh crackled through the air. "Don't you dare, you infuriating cherub. I was merely making an observation."

Vox seethed silently, the barbed compliment stinging more than he cared to admit. He'd never elicited such…enthusiasm from the Radio Demon.

"An observation, hmm?" Lucifer's voice was low, dangerous. "Perhaps I should give you more to pay attention to."

Alastor's grin widened impossibly, his head tilting at an unnatural angle as he met Lucifer's blazing gaze.

To Vox's utter astonishment, a sound unlike any he'd ever heard from the Radio Demon escaped those sharp-toothed jaws—a cloying, submissive omega croon.

"Alpha," Alastor purred, his voice dripping with honeyed venom. "Don't keep me waiting. Show me what that divine strength can do."

Lucifer's eyes narrowed, a wicked grin spreading across his angelic features. "As you wish."

With a growl that shook the very foundations of Hell, Lucifer began to move.

The ancient tree groaned in protest as he slammed Alastor against it, setting a brutal, punishing pace that had the Radio Demon gasping and clawing at the bark.

Vox writhed in his control room. His screen flickered wildly as he watched, certain that at any moment Alastor would start his usual routine—taunting, teasing, urging the alpha to hurry up and finish.

But the cutting remarks never came.

Alastor remained uncharacteristically hushed, not silent, save for the tuneless gasps and moans that escaped him with each thrust.

"This can't be real," Vox muttered, his voice tinged with static. "He's faking it. He has to be."

Vox's screen crackled with incredulity as he devoured Alastor's reactions.

The Radio Demon's perpetual smirk had vanished, replaced by open-mouthed gasps of pleasure.

Each thrust from Lucifer was met with unbridled enthusiasm, Alastor's lithe body bowing to meet the smaller alpha's powerful movements.

"Inconceivable," Vox hissed, his digital eyes narrowing. "Since when does the great Radio Demon submit and simper like a common whore?"

But the evidence was undeniable.

Alastor's crimson eyes were half-lidded, his antlers scraping against the tree bark as he threw his head back in abandon.

Lucifer's hand snaked between their bodies, his fingers curling around Alastor’s hard prick.

Vox leaned forward, a cruel chuckle escaping him. "Good luck with that, old man. The prude never wants to—"

His words died as Alastor not only allowed Lucifer's touch but seemed to revel in it. The omega's arms draped around Lucifer's shoulders, pulling him closer.

"That's it, darling," Alastor purred, his voice rough with need. "Don't stop."

Vox's screen flashed violently.

Alastor's composure crumbled entirely, his usual theatrical flair replaced by raw, primal need. His claws dug into Lucifer's back, slicing the fabric of the vest the devil wore.

"Alpha," Alastor implored, his voice crackling with static.

Lucifer growled, a sound that sent shivers through both Alastor and the watching Vox.

He captured Alastor's lips in a bruising kiss, hips snapping. Blood red leaves began falling from the tree with every tremble.

Vox's screen wavered erratically, mirroring his inner turmoil.

"This can't be real," he muttered. "It's another one of his tricks. It has to be."

As Lucifer and Alastor's coupling intensified, the air around them crackled with demonic energy.

The fallen leaves at their feet began to smolder, wisps of smoke curling upward.

Alastor's usual composure shattered completely, his carefully cultivated image crumbling under the onslaught.

"Alpha, please."

Lucifer's eyes glowed with hellfire as he growled, "Such a needy little doe. Is this what you wanted all along?"

He punctuated his words with particularly brutal thrusts, each one drawing a keening whine from the Radio Demon. Alastor's legs tightened around Lucifer's waist, trembling down to his red hooves.

Alastor's ears flattened against his head, a whimper escaping him.

"Alpha, please," he chanted, the words dripping with submission. "My alpha."

Lucifer captured Alastor's lips in a searing kiss, swallowing the Radio Demon's moans.

His hand moved faster on Alastor's cock, thumb swiping over the sensitive head with each stroke. Alastor's hips bucked wildly, caught between the dual sensations of Lucifer's hand and his relentless cock.

The tree behind them groaned, its trunk beginning to splinter under the force of their fucking. Cracks spread through the bark, mirroring the fractures in Alastor's usual mask of control.

His radio dials eyes spun wildly, tuning in and out of different frequencies as pleasure overwhelmed his senses.

"Lucifer," Alastor gasped, his voice breaking.

"Come for me, Bambi," Lucifer commanded, his voice resonating with unearthly power. "Show me how good I make you feel."

With a final, brutal thrust, Lucifer buried himself to the hilt inside Alastor.

The Radio Demon threw his head back as a cry of pure, unadulterated pleasure tore from his throat.

Lucifer stilled against him, grabbing the splintered tree trunk as his hips stuttered and finally stilled.

Vox's screen dimmed, a hollow ache spreading through him.

In all their time together, he had never seen Alastor so…content to surrender. And so satisfied with having done so.

They clung to each other, riding out the waves of pleasure.

Vox watched, transfixed, as Lucifer peppered Alastor's face with gentle kisses.

Soft laughter broke the silence, the tangled lovers falling to the soft grass and leaves at the base of the tree, arms still wrapped around each other.

Alastor's smile, for once, reached his eyes. “You will not hear the end of it if you ruined my coat.”

"You're incorrigible," Lucifer murmured, nuzzling the omega’s cheek.

"You wouldn't have me any other way."

The omega shifted, a small frown crossing his features.

"Well, this is a predicament," he mused, his radio-static voice tinged with amusement.

Lucifer chuckled, his golden hair falling across his forehead, until the Radio Demon’s hands started to right it.

“Hope you don’t need to be anywhere else, Bambi.” The angel chuckled, settling Alastor more comfortably into his lap. “Cause we’re gonna be stuck for a while.”

The realization hit Vox like a surge of electricity.

Alastor had allowed Lucifer to knot him.

The same Alastor who had always used his shadow powers to escape being tied down to Vox.

Resentment, hot and searing, mingled with a deep-seated anger that made his screen crackle—a painful truth began to crystallize.

"He never…not once…" Vox muttered, his voice distorting.

Alastor's fingers intertwined with Lucifer's. His gaze drifted to a fallen magnolia blossom near his hooved feet. With an elegant motion, he plucked it from the ground, his perpetual grin fixed in place, even as the delicate petals withered and browned at his touch.

Melancholy just flashed over that smile, but both alphas caught it.

Lucifer's eyes softened, sliding his other hand into Alastor's.

A warm, golden glow emanated from their joined fingers, enveloping the wilted flower.

Alastor watched, fascinated, as life surged back into the blossom.

Its petals unfurled, pristine and luminous, more vibrant than before.

"How curious," he mused, his radio-tinged voice barely above a whisper. "Your touch brings life, while mine—"

"Dont," Lucifer interrupted gently, tucking the rejuvenated flower into the lapel of Alastor’s coat. "We balance each out."

A genuine smile, softer than his usual manic grin, tugged at Alastor's lips. "I suppose we do, don't we?"

Suddenly, Alastor's head snapped towards the stealthy drone, his radio-dial eyes locking onto the camera.

His lips didn’t move, but that unmistakable voice crackled through the speakers around Vox.

"Enjoying the show, old friend?"

Vox sputtered. "How did you—"

On the screens, Alastor’s grin sharpened, turning wicked as his pupils began to spin.

Vox's face blue-screened with panic.

The air crackled with electromagnetic energy as Alastor's power surged.

"Didn't anyone ever tell you? It's rude to spy."

Vox's meticulously crafted surveillance network disintegrated in an instant, leaving only snow and static in its wake.

"No, no, no!" he snarled, his voice distorting with digital feedback. His fingers flew across the console, desperately trying to salvage the feed. "You smug, Bambi, bastard!"

The screens before him erupted in a cacophony of pixelated chaos.

The footage was gone, corrupted, irretrievable for blackmail. Or Vox’s private collection.

He slammed his fists on the console. "Damn you, Alastor!" His scream reverberated off the metal walls.

Back in the garden, Alastor's smirk widened, a mix of triumph and mischief dancing in his eyes. He savored the moment of Vox's frustration cast across the radio waves.

Then, the omega nestled closer to Lucifer.

His ex could have a tantalizing little show, but the afterglow…that was just for his alpha, and himself.

Alastor turned his attention back to Lucifer, a contented sigh escaping him as he settled more comfortably in the fallen angel's lap.

The knot tying them together pulsed gently, sending pleasant aftershocks through both their bodies.

"Now then," Alastor purred, his voice a low, staticky rumble. "Where were we?"

Lucifer's arms tightened around the Radio Demon, one hand coming up to cradle the back of Alastor's head. His fingers threaded through the soft red hair, careful to avoid the sensitive bases of Alastor's antlers.

"Right about here, I believe," Lucifer murmured, drawing Alastor into a slow, languid kiss.

Gone was the fire of before, replaced by sweetness and affection.

Alastor's lips parted with a soft sigh, allowing Lucifer's forked tongue to slip inside. The fallen angel tasted of brimstone and honey, an intoxicating combination that had Alastor melting further into his embrace.

When they finally broke apart, a dazed smile playing on Alastor’s lips.

Lucifer chuckled, pressing a series of feather-light kisses along the demon’s jaw.

"You're beautiful like this," Lucifer murmured against Alastor's skin. "

A faint blush colored Alastor's cheeks. "Flattery will get you everywhere, darling," he quipped, but there was no real bite to his words.

A faint buzzing filled the air as the drone, now useless, plummeted from the sky. It crashed behind the hotel with a satisfying crunch.

Lucifer, still knotted deeply inside Alastor, jerked around. "What was that?"

Alastor's grin never faltered. "Oh, nothing to worry about, darling," he purred, his voice a silky blend of amusement and innocence. "Just another one of those pesky flying cameras being zapped by your magnificent barrier."

Alastor shifted slightly on the fallen angel’s lap, drawing Lucifer’s attention back to him.

The garden around them was a vibrant tapestry of hellish flora, the air thick with the heady scent of sulfur and sweet blossoms. Alastor's ears twitched, picking up the faint rustle of leaves and distant screams of the damned.

"Now then," Alastor purred, his voice carrying the crackle of radio static, "I believe it's time for a little…privacy, don't you think?" His crimson eyes glinted with mischief as he gazed at Lucifer. "You can bring out those magnificent wings of yours, darling."

Lucifer's lips curled into a smirk, a mixture of amusement and affection dancing in his eyes.

"Oh? And here I thought you enjoyed putting on a show, scandolizing the plants and all."

Despite his teasing words, he unfurled his six majestic archangel wings, their pearlescent feathers catching the eerie light of Hell.

Then, they were wrapping around them both in a cocoon of soft white feathers. The air grew warmer, filled with the scent of alpha contentment and omega bliss.

“Now, why would I ever want to share you?” Alastor hummed, cupping Lucifer’s face close to him.

As the wings enveloped them both, creating a cocoon of ethereal beauty, Alastor felt a rare moment of true contentment wash over him.

The world outside faded away, leaving only the two of them in this intimate sanctuary.

Lucifer's voice, low and rich, broke the silence. "You know, Alastor, if you're needing attention, you can simply ask for it. No need for all this…taunting and provoking."

Alastor chuckled, the sound a mix of static and genuine mirth.

"Oh, but my dear Lucifer," he responded, his grin widening impossibly, "where would be the fun in that?"

That was the thrill of their little game, the push and pull that made their relationship so deliciously unpredictable.

"Besides," Alastor thought to himself, tracing a finger along Lucifer's jawline, "half the enjoyment is in the chase, isn't it?"

Alastor shifted, a mischievous glint in his radio-dial eyes. He rolled his hips experimentally, relishing the sensation of Lucifer's knot still buried deep inside his ass. An unmelodic moan escaped his lips, mixing with the ambient sounds of the garden.

Lucifer's hand shot out, gripping Alastor's hip where fawn spots adorned his skin.

"Easy there," he warned, his voice a mix of amusement and desire. "If you're aiming for another round in our room, you might want to pace yourself."

The Radio Demon's permanent grin widened. "Why would I take it easy on someone with infernal stamina?" he purred, leaning in close. "After all, aren't you the one who boasted about your…endurance?"

Lucifer raised an eyebrow, a challenge in his eyes. “ I thought you might be, done, for the night."

"Oh, mon cher," Alastor chuckled, his voice dipping into a lower register. "I just needed to break the seal, so to speak." He closed the distance between them, capturing Lucifer's lips in a searing kiss. As they parted, Alastor's expression softened ever so slightly. " When we return to our room…well, I might be persuaded to show a sweeter side."

Lucifer's eyes widened a fraction, recognizing the rarity of Alastor's offer.

The Radio Demon leaned in, his breath ghosting over Lucifer's ear as he whispered, "That side of me is just for you, after all."

[scented-sin]

Headcanons for Omega Lucifer Morningstar Ω𖤐

Drawing by @lucifer-imaginaryfriend

General Personality and Traits

Charismatic and Commanding: Lucifer is an omega who defies expectations. His presence is so commanding that most forget his secondary gender entirely, and he uses this to his advantage in maintaining his authority.

Prideful and Elegant: To many demons, he carries himself with an air of superiority, exuding confidence and grace. Lucifer refuses to let his omega status be seen as a weakness and goes to great lengths to maintain his untouchable image.

Nonsensical: Lucifer has his fun moments and knows not to take everything so seriously, at least for most things.

Omegaverse-Specific Traits

Hypnotic Scent: Lucifer’s scent is intoxicating and otherworldly, a blend of dark spices, amber, and something celestial. It’s alluring yet intimidating, perfectly reflecting his duality as a fallen angel.

Controlled Heats: As the King of Hell, Lucifer has learned to mask and manage his heats through sheer willpower and divine remnants of his angelic nature. When they do hit, he retreats into absolute privacy, refusing to let anyone see him in a vulnerable state.

Maximum Nesting: Lucifer’s nesting habits are ridiculously outlandish. He would create nests similar to a pillow fort and stuff it with his daughter’s (and mate’s) clothes and bedsheets. Before Charlie, he would just snuggle into Lilith’s clothes. He makes sure there are plenty of ducks in his nest too, feeling more like a mama duck than he would like to admit (especially after Charlie moved out).

Relationship Dynamics

With Alphas: Lucifer holds a complicated relationship with alphas. He respects those who can match his wit and strength but despises any who attempt to assert dominance over him. He ensures that any alpha in his presence knows their place.

With Other Omegas: Lucifer likes omegas and doesn’t think any differently of them when compared to omegas. However there have moments when his parental instincts would come in and comfort them if they need it.

Fear of Bonding: After his life-mate Lilith had left him 7 years ago, Lucifer developed a fear of bonding. What he feels as a meaningful relationship has now become a loss of control over himself. He’s been feeling the sense of loss ever since and he fears getting close to anyone else again.

Conflict and Growth

Struggle with Vulnerability: Lucifer’s omega instincts often clash with his pride and need for control. The idea of showing weakness—whether emotional or physical—is abhorrent to him, leading to internal conflict.

Pressure of Expectations: As both the King of Hell and an omega, Lucifer feels the weight of proving himself to a society that undervalues omegas. His pride and accomplishments are his way of defying those expectations.

Learning to Trust: Over time, Lucifer comes to understand that showing vulnerability and accepting help, particularly from those he loves, doesn’t diminish his power but strengthens his connections.

Omega Instincts in Action

A Quiet Nurturer: While he hides it well, Lucifer’s omega instincts push him to ensure that those in his care—mostly his family—are provided for. His care manifests in grand gestures rather than overt affection.

Emotional Sensitivity: Despite his stoic demeanor, Lucifer is highly attuned to the emotions of those around him. However he doesn’t know how to really comfort others as much as he would like. Instead he would rather be comforted because no one has done so in a long time.

Legacy as an Omega

Challenging Norms: Lucifer is the epitome of an omega who refuses to conform to societal expectations. His power, intellect, and charisma defy the stereotypes associated with his secondary gender, making him a trailblazer in Hell’s hierarchy.

Strength in Vulnerability: Though he struggles to embrace it, Lucifer’s greatest strength lies in his ability to balance his pride and omega instincts. He demonstrates that vulnerability, when wielded wisely, can be a powerful tool.

A Symbol of Defiance: As both a fallen angel and an omega, Lucifer’s existence is a testament to rebellion and resilience. He proves that one’s status or nature doesn’t define their destiny, only their determination does.

However he’s also viewed as an evil snake and that has lead humanity to not trust omegas for a long time.