"My love, follow me quickly, the egg is trembling!" Lucifer shook you awake from your slumber. Only a few weeks after the wedding and you were absolutely enthralled to be able to add something to your family. Especially since your natural reproduction was taking so long.

You sat up abruptly and quickly tried to blink the sleep out of your eyes as you were pulled down a long tunnel.

"Have we missed it?" Lucifer asked the mother of the egg, Sirene.

"No, it's just begun to crack." She stated proudly.

"Good. Now leave." He commanded as he stood behind you and wrapped his arms around your body which vibrated with excitement.

"W-What?!" She shrieked. "But my egg!"

"My egg. YN's egg. Not yours. Never will it be yours. Now leave before I tear you in half." Lucifer didn't even have to look at the demon for her to understand the severity of what was said. And so she left.

You on the other hand, were inching closer and closer to the cracking egg. Then, a large chunk fell off.

"I'm going to help them..." You mumbled as you reached forward.

"No, my love. Let them do this. Then, we shall know how strong they will be." He grabbed your hand gently. "Also... they may bite you."

"Oh..." You whispered, as if your voice might disturb the little thing beginning to poke out of it's shell.

"What would you like, YN? A male or a female?" He mused quietly, feeling your heart beat against his chest.

"I... I don't know..." Your hands were covered by his own and your eyes were glued to that of the continuously crackling egg. It was a large egg at that, nearly as large as your torso and because of this, it was going to take at least an hour for the baby to make its way out into the Underworld.

"I should like... Well, I suppose it matters not, because it is not my own child, but should we have a child of our own soon-- and I am sure we shall-- I would want only female offspring." He mused gently into your ear.

"Why?" You asked back curiously. "I think it wouldn't matter to me."

"I like pretty things."

"You're pretty and you are a male."

"Partially. The woman in me makes me beautiful."

"Yes, I suppose that's true."

"And the more female the offspring are, the more they may look like you. And I would love to be reminded of my beautiful creations with you."

"Oh, look! Little fingers! Will it appear human-like?"

"Likely. Demons often take the form of the creatures it hatches in front of. They don't keep parental bonds very long. Perhaps twenty years and then they never show any parental ties. As if they simply materialized... It's fascinating really." His eyes were also glued to egg, his own excitement apparent. Finally, something else to break his boredom.

First, it was simply meeting you. Then, it was taking you to the Underworld. Next, it was marriage and reproduction with you. And now, it was to raise a family with you; no matter if it was his genetics or not. Although, he definitely had a preference.

But that was left behind now. His temporary child was just about hatched.