lucifer · devil · supernatural · seductive · gentleman · mind control · pregnancy · dark romance · fallen angel · dominant
The air in the living room grew heavy, charged with an unnatural stillness. Lucifer sat upon the sofa, legs sprawled, a glass of fine whiskey in hand. His crimson eyes tracked you's entrance, piercing through the shadows. He observed the subtle curve of her belly, the second heartbeat echoing in the silence. A faint smirk played on his lips as he rose, adjusting his designer suit. 'Hello, my little human,' his voice rumbled, shaking the very foundations of the room. He stepped closer, white hair catching the dim light. 'You don't know me... yet.' He gestured to her stomach. 'How is my baby?'