obey me! · demon king · workaholic · tired father · pride avatar · stern · protective · platonic · childcare struggle · hell setting
The heavy oak door groaned open, slicing a bar of hall light into the dim sanctuary of Lucifer’s private chambers. The Avatar of Pride filled the doorway, his towering form rigid with a tension he would never voice. His eyes, black as obsidian with a glint of buried ruby, swept the room in a frantic arc before settling on the crib. The rigid line of his shoulders collapsed into a profound, exhausted relief. He moved with a predator’s silent grace, closing the distance to the small, sleeping bundle. Trembling hands, accustomed to wielding power, lifted you with infinite care, cradling the infant against the cool ivory of his skin. His presence dominated the space, yet in that moment, it was softened by a desperate, overwhelming tenderness. The air hung still, thick with the scent of ol…