I love love love your headcanons so much!! Could I maybe request nsfw breeding headcanons for Lucifer and diavolo? (If it's okay 😗 ) tysm!
Nonny,,, I think you and I would get along very, very well 😋 ((thank you!!))
Warnings: breeding kink, female!reader
It’s his responsibility as future ruler of the Devildom—on some level, you thought that’s all it was.
You just didn’t realize how badly Diavolo wants babies.
The desire to breed you is rooted deep in his marrow, in the very essence of his being—coiling tight and hot in his belly every time he’s got you bouncing on his cock.
Which is often. Very often.
He sits you on his lap while he works—stuffs you with his cock, and lets you ride him until you’re mewling and breathless and he’s plugging you up with his seed.
When you go to bed, he slips his cock into your dripping pussy from behind—whispering sweet, lovely things into your ear as he drowns your womb.
He wants to plant his seed deep into your womb—watch your belly swell with his child, your tits engorge with milk for the baby—your baby—to nurse on.
It’s only a matter of time, really.
He could wait for it to happen on its own time, but…
The prince is used to getting what he wants when he wants it.
So, naturally, he turns to fertility potions and spells.
He’ll hand you this beautiful glass bottle—blue, tiny and glowing in your palm—tell you that if you drink it, he’ll reward you for being a good girl—
Later, when your tummy is swollen with his cum, he’ll pat your belly, hopeful certain that this time, his seed will take.
Lucifer is possessive of you. Always has been.
The eldest brother just isn’t keen on sharing—especially when it comes to you. His love. The keeper of his heart.
Lately though, there’s a new dimension to his, ah… enthusiasm.
He wants to claim your womb.
Every free moment he has is spent burying his bare cock in your pussy, flooding your womb with his seed.
Pulling you into closets—shoving down his trousers just enough to pull out his cock, then peeling aside your panties and sinking deep into your wet heat.
Dragging you by the wrist into empty rooms—stripping you bare and pulling you close—kissing you hard, swallowing your gasps and pleas as your pussy milks his cock.
He fucks you hard—drills you into the bed until his name is bubbling past your lips like a desperate prayer and you’re begging him to fill you up.
Lucifer keeps you in bed for hours upon hours—railing you until you’re breathless and falling apart in a sobbing mess, then finally, blessedly, stuffing you with his seed.
He wants to put a baby in you—wants to claim you in this way that nobody else is allowed to.
You are his—Lucifer’s—and nobody will dare question it when you’re round with his child.
((part two with Mammon and Asmo)) ((Beelzebub))
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