"No, I can't, but you'll be up all night now high on sugar cane." Though he's not sure how far he'll get when he's so ROUND. His sweet cherub truly loves to make things difficult for himself. "Lilith and I need to sleep, if you're going to be bouncing around in the bed tonight, you'll have to take that out the room."
"I'm not gonna be bouncing off the walls!" Lucifer scoffs a little. "I'm too fat for that. Besides, the extra energy will help when I go into labor. Remember, I passed out almost immediately after laying Aspen's egg!"
The closer he got to laying their egg, the more Lucifer's cravings had been amped up, and today was no exception. The candied apples were covered in a layer of powdered sugar and drizzled with chocolate sauce, and the look on Alastor's face when he walked in on Lucifer eating this monstrosity just made him giggle.
"You're not allowed to be mad," he said thickly around a current mouthful of the treat. "I'm pregnant."
He's currently laying in the nest with all his limbs hanging out of it. Aspen is just laying next to him for their nap time.
He is so cute, Lucifer thinks with fondness, gazing down at his Stag and their princex. The bed had been magically enlarged, taking up about 80 percent of the loft floor, covered in soft blankets and sweet smelling pillows, just to make room for the three of them. The nest itself is smaller, so to give a more secured feeling for Lucifer while he was brooding.
After a moment of watching, he reaches down to brush Alastor's hair back a bit, before kissing his forehead. He can let his Stag sleep a while longer.
Currently bouncing Aspen in one arm, while he is watching Lilith and Lucifer get emotional about pancakes for some reason. He currently has pancake mix all over the front of his shirt and his hair is quite frankly a mess. There may be a lollipop stuck to his ear.
This is the happiest he's ever been.
He has Charlie back in his life. She's strong and confident and beautiful, and determined; she has someone who loves her wholeheartedly. She is the most amazing princess to ever exist, and one day, if she ever takes the Throne, she'll be supported and okay.
He has Lilith back. She's a bit sickly from the torture she endured, and she has pretty back nightmares. But she's here, and happy and pregnant, with a fawn who's soul is vibrant, and alive. A piece of his own self finally returned to him, and made bigger.
And he has Alastor, and Aspen. His Stag and their little princex. Not to mention the egg he's currently carrying, though the due date is very soon, thankfully; he knows with his hormones going crazy and Lilith's own mood swings, they might be tiring Alastor out.
Spying their lover watching them, Lucifer merely wanders over to give him a kiss, while Lilith reaches to pull the candy from his hair. "We love you," Lucifer promises, gazing up at him with heart eyes.
"So much," Lilith agrees, giving Aspen's cheek a little pinch to make him laugh.
Lucifer never meant to wake up Alastor. He'd been struck by a craving for something sweet, so he had climbed out of bed as quietly as possible and snuck into the kitchen, hoping that one would be enough. But these had been freshly baked, perfectly chewy, and one turned into two, which turned into three, and then...
When Alastor finally found him, Lucifer had scarfed down about ten cookies, and the playful teasing was meant to be loving, but it still sent his hormones surging, and he sniffled a little.
"I'm sorry," he said, giving his Stag the biggest puppy eyes he had. "I didn't mean to make a mess. I just wanted something sweet. I can clean it up, don't worry."
Lucifer cannot get pregnant again unless he uses an ancient blood spell, or if he's lain with another angel. Charlie was a very special miracle, and while Lucifer likes the idea of giving her siblings someday, he knows it's never going to happen. Possibly why he overcompensates when he's with her.
(feel free to disregard if you're not into the "Angels Lay Eggs" verses)
Due to angels being fairly immortal, angelic heats don't hit very often. Maybe every fifty years or so. Their hormones do prepare them to lay an egg, whether it's fertilized or not; if the egg is not fertilized, then their hormones react as if they've had a miscarriage, and they'll have an emotional drop for several days up to a week.
When Lucifer goes into heat, his wings are out, all the time. His feathers are brighter than usual, as if freshly washed, and they have a faintly sweet scent that emits from the oil glands hidden away within the feathers. He's constantly preening or showing them off.
He will get very flirty. Extremely flirty. Like "he's had a few stiff drinks and his inhibitions are lowered" flirty. He would even flirt with Alastor, despite knowing the outcomes (unless any Alastors like Radio/Apple, pspspsps)
He will sing more than he usually does, often love songs or sensual songs.
When his body is preparing the egg laying, he gets nesty, choosing a room to make an actual nest in. He can and will steal people's clothing items for their scents. Your favorite shirt? His now. Your pillows? His now. Any stuffed animals? His now. You're not getting those back for a while.
He will drink so much milk. So much. He's seen with a glass of milk near him at all times. One time Charlie walked in on him guzzling a full gallon of it.
He will gain some weight. It will disappear after the egg is laid.
A fertilized egg will change colors; an unfertilized egg will be a plain white. Charlie's egg was a beautiful lavender and gold.
Lucifer's heat will last for a whole month, as he only lays the egg in the last week to give it time to be fertilized. It takes another week, to 10 days, before the egg itself will hatch.
Because my Lucifer carried and gave birth to Charlie, I imagine he and Lilith shut themselves away in the Morningstar palace for the duration of the pregnancy. The announcement would be made that they were expecting a child but not who was carrying it, and Sinners and the other demons would just assume they're not risking yet another miscarriage.
And if -- in a verse where this was possible -- Charlie hatched from an angelic egg, Lucifer was broody as hell, never leaving the egg for a single second. They made absolutely sure that she would survive.
