"Get off of me, Lucifer! You've been clinging to me all day!" You tried to wiggle out of his grasp. "I'm trying to pick the best pomegranates off the top!"

"Take your dress off." He demanded as he lifted up the bottom.

"Let go, you pervert!" You pulled it away. "We just made love a few hours ago after your meeting with Zennon!"

"Yes and what a fine young demon he is, after three hundred years. Now strip, my wife." He followed after you in hot pursuit. "Don't make me grab you."

"Stop!" You looked at him with wide eyes and a partially annoyed, partially amused faced.

"I'm not doing this to bother you, my love. Please, I need to check something." He put a hand on his hip and tapped his foot, emulating you.

This made you laugh and set down your plate of fruit.

"Fine! Be quick, though, I really have things I want to do today." You took the dress off and before you could even blink, Lucifer was at your body: hands, face, ear and mouth at your stomach. "Woah, woah, woah, what are you doing?"

"I knew it." He shook his head and pushed harder against you. "I knew it when I awoke after my slumber, I felt something different."

"No, say something to me! What, what, what?!" You tapped him on the head like a drum.

"Something is alive inside of you." He looked up at you sharply.

"No." You looked down at him and your mouth hung open.

"Yes."

"No. Possible. Way. No. It's been... It's been so long. I had long ago given up any hope." You whispered the last part, turning away briefly from your husband in shock.

"How did this happen..." He shook his head against you, a smile forming.

"Well I guess we were both there..." You chuckled.

Suddenly, you were lifted in the air.

"You were wrong! You were oh, so wrong!" He had a smile on his face as he spun you around. "And now there is going to be offspring! Oh happy times, my love! I never did give up on you!"

"What do I do?!" You held onto him tightly as you stroked his wings lovingly.

"You let me worry about everything and pamper you entirely. I shan't let you worry about a single thing, nor exert yourself too much. Do anything you wish my love. Tend to you garden, bathe in your river, play gently with Cerberus, sleep with me. I will ensure that this entire realm awaits the arrival of its ruler's child."

"Your baby." You laid your forehead against his, lovingly, tears falling from your eyes. It was overwhelming, the amount of happiness you felt.

"My baby. Our baby." He nodded against you, wiping away the waterworks that sprung from you.  "I wonder what they might look like. Should they be plant-like like you? Perhaps they might have wings, like me? I cannot wait. How long do human pregnancies last?"

"I do not even remember any longer, my love. I have lived many human lifetimes now." You sighed. "What about demons? It seems quite varied."

"I'm not a demon either. So I suppose we will have to wait and see. Zennon took a very short time to develop." He recalled as he set you down. "So perhaps we will get lucky. In the meantime, is there anything I can do for you?"