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I want to be wanted more than anything else in the world.

College AU! Adam x Fem! Reader

Chapter 1 ; Chapter 9 ; Masterlist

Summary: Adam plans a wedding, fights off his parents and opens up. All for you. Just for you.

CW/TW/Tags: Plot With Porn, Soft Sex, Adam crying (from emotional closeness), praise kink, slight somnophillia (reader gets woken up with oral sex), fluff pure fluff its tooth rotting sweet. domestic bliss, pregnancy, pregnancy sex and kink (it’s adam), reader and adam are disgustingly in love, adam being adam, mentions of throwing up but nothing graphic

A/N: nearly 15k words i’m going to DIEEEEEE. anyways. it’s here. i can’t believe i last updated college au in september

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Adam held the open shampoo bottle up to your nose. You leaned forward, and took a whiff of the scent. Immediately nausea hit you.

“Bad.” You made a face at Adam who rolled his eyes at you.

“Everything is fucking bad in your eyes..Or nose.” Adam grumbled unhappily.

You’re 8 weeks pregnant now, and everything makes you want to throw up. Suddenly everything smells and taste so bad and you have been spending a lot of time with your head hung over the toilet.

You glared at the asshole who’s sperm was able to somehow out do a fucking copper IUD. “We can get you new stuff or I will keep attempting to sleep in the guest room so I don’t wake up gagging anymore.”

“UgghhH!” Adam dramatically groaned in the store aisle, he reached out and wrapped his arm around your shoulder to press you against his side. You moved your head so it wasn’t pressed into his body. Every other time Adam smells great to you, but now you’re pregnant and hormonal.

“Alright, alright. Pick something out.” Adam sighed. He had to pick his fights carefully, and he would prefer it if you didn’t keep throwing up and avoid his touch.

You wiggled out of Adam’s grasp and he begrudgingly let you. Nothing in the men’s section appealed to your overly sensitive nose. The shampoo which didn’t make you gag was in the women’s section. You tried to pick something which smelled as neutral as possible.

“No fucking way will I use that shit.” Adam objected.

You held a bottle of the flowery shampoo and your empty hand in front of him. “Flowers or guest room? What do you choose?” To emphasize your threat you weighted the two options in front of him.

“…Fucking damn it.” He yanked the bottle out of your hands and placed it in the cart. “You owe me tho.”

You went to place some shower gel into the cart.

“That’s worth a blowjob right there.”

Some conditioner for his hair went also in there.

“With that deep throating is a MUST.”

You rolled your eyes at Adam. “You’re so annoying. I want a divorce.”

Adam’s mouth dramatically fell open, “Ex-fucking-cuse me?! Cmere you evil, vile woman!”

You giggled while Adam wrapped his arms around your midriff and gently pulled you against his chest. Adam pressed a kiss on the top of your head, mumbling into your hair, “Not even married and my wife is already leaving me. Oh, whatever shall I doooo.” He complained while swaying you both right to left.

“How about you be nice to me.” You playfully pouted.

“I’m so always so fucking nice to you babe! Anyways, don’t come fucking crying to me about child support…”

You jammed your elbow into his stomach. “I’m going to tell Sera that you’re leaving me in the dust.”

“Oh, you wanna be the one to tell my parents that we are engaged and you’re pregnant? Be my guest, baby.” Ah right, you have been sitting on this information for over 2 weeks now.

You quickly shook your head, “No! Take me back as your wife, please. It’s those crazy hormones making me act up.” Now you turned around, pressing your hands against his chest.

Adam immediately moved so he could wrap his big hands around yours. He smiled down at you, “Mmmh, I don’t know. You did just break my heart in the Walmart isle.”

Sighing, you nodded solemnly, “Guess I have to find another daddy for my future child.”

As you attempt to move your hands off of Adam’s chest, he tightened his grip. “Don’t play with me. Let’s get going, babe.” Adam gave your ring finger, where your engagement and promise ring sat a kiss. You smiled at him and continued with your shopping.

You went to grab a few more things, and when you stopped to read through labels, you noticed just how hard your hands were shaking. Inhaling sharply, you couldn’t help but feel like someone lesser. Getting off your meds so abruptly came with some good ol’ withdrawal symptoms. Pressing your lips together, you put the bottle back. Adam’s hands came up to rest on your shoulders.

“You’re doing so well, my heart. That child is so lucky to have you as a mother.” Adam mumbled into your ear. All you could do was shakily smile at him.

After some exhausting shopping, and putting the grocery’s away once you guys were home, you were happy to be curled up in your bed. The light in the bed room was soft and warm, with you reading through a book.

Adam opened the bed room door and peaked in. He just finished his shower with all the better smelling things you both bought. “I can’t believe you would betray me by reading the book without me.” Adam shook his head at you, while walking to the bed. “Smell me, babe.” He spread his arms out in front of you.

You chuckled while leaning forward. “Oh, you smell so good now. I read some pages so I can better read them out loud!”

Adam got into bed with you happily. He laid his head down on your chest and you wrapped your one arm around him. Adam’s hand brushed over your stomach.

“Alright, papi, remember where we left off?” You asked while flipping the pages back.

“Papi? Baby, you wanna read to me or fuck?” Adam smiled while burying his nose into your neck.

“I want to know how to story goes on! I would be reading all by myself if you weren’t so needy all the time.”

“Babe, I’m just preparing you for when the baby is here. Reading to children is important and all that other development bullshit.” Adam tipped his finger against your stomach, “When does he start showing anyways?”

“I don’t know? Like, at 15 weeks?” You wonder. “How do you even know it’s a he, huh?”

“7 more weeks?! Ugh. Of course it’s going to be a boy? It’s our first born? Will be my heir for sure.” Adam’s voice was oh so confident.

You laughed at Adam’s words, “Okay, I think it’s a girl then. Mother knows best.”

Adam traced heart patterns into your stomach. “Whatever, I know I’m right. Godfree men always get sons at the first try. You going to read to me your cringey ass romance novel or what?”

“Get ready to be a girl dad. Uhm, give me a second to find the page..”

———

“Okay. Remember. Adam! Look at my eyes and not my boobs!” You slapped Adam’s arm. His eyes only flickered up to your face for a second.

“Babe! Ouch! It’s not my fucking fault they’re swollen! They’re basically screaming ‘Adaaaam. Please touch us’” Adam defend his perverted ways. He shrugged his shoulders, and that grin of his appeared, “Well, technically it is my fault. One of my best works yet, if I can say so myself.”

“This is serious. You will only tell your parents we are engaged. It’s too early to tell anyone about the pregnancy. Even though you did tell Lute.” You glared at Adam.

“Okay, in my fucking defense: I didn’t know the last time I would get the bitch on the phone! As it turns out, the military is really fucking strict…”

You rolled your eyes at him. “Aren’t you glad you didn’t enlist? Call em. I’m going to call my own friends. I have been procrastinating the past few weeks.” Damn you, brain fog. You’re pretty sure you would forget to breath if it wasn’t a reflex.

“One squeeze. It’s all I want.” Adam made grabbing motions at your chest.

“Go touch your own boobs. They’re much bigger than mine anyway..” You picked up your phone from the table and made a face time call to your group chat.

“Hey! Don’t body shame me…It’s all baby weight anyways.” Adam grumbled, fumbling his own phone out of his back pocket.

“Baby weight? Who’s pregnant here, you or me?” You raised your eyebrow at Adam.

“YOU’RE PREGNANT?!” Came shocked shouting from your phone. Ah shit. You couldn’t even make out the rest of the noises.

Adam meanwhile threw his head back, slapped the table and started hollering. Of course he thinks this is funny.

“..N-No…Adam is pregnant.” Your hand came up to rest on your forehead. Alright fuck this kid you’re going back on your pills. Your mind is an ugly mess.

“We all know Adam likes taking it up the ass, but it does not mean your strap can magically get men pregnant.” Bernadette was able to destroy your weak excuse just like that.

“What the fuck?! I do not like-“ Adam attempted to defend himself but you just threw your hand over his mouth.

“Well, the actual plan was not tell anyone yet but yeah…….” You trailed off not knowing what else to say. Adam licked the inside of your palm and you frowned at him. “Ew. You’re gross.” You went to wipe your hand on his sweater.

“And I just did laundry! Don’t wipe your hand on me.” Adam scolded you, your wrist in his hand. He stood up, and pressed his finger against your phone. Now you could see the faces of your friend. Right, this is a video call. You waved your hand at your phone, your friends looked to be very very happy.

“This is fun! We can plan a baby shower now.” Dy interjected.

“Oh, ladies, you can plan more than a baby shower.” Adam raised your hand and showed off the glittering ring to the camera.

“YOU’RE ENGAGED?!”

After calming your friends down, and having to apologize for keeping such big secrets, it was finally time to tell Adam’s parents. And with that you mean Adam calls Sera and she will relay the message.

You held Adam’s hand while he had his phone pressed against his ear. “Ah, hey Sera..What’s up? How’s it hanging?” You smiled at him.

“Yeah, yeah, everything’s good here too. Actually, everything is great. Better than fucking great! We got engaged…” Adam squeezed your hand, and you gave him a thumbs up. His shoulders relaxed, and he finished smiled, “Believe me, I’m so happy too….Thanks, I will tell her…No..Can you…? Thanks, Sera. Bye.” And with that he hung up.

“She says congratulations and she will tell my father. Uhm, she says she’s very happy for us and all that stuff..” Even though he waved off her exact words, you still could tell that he was relived.

“So, when will we be forced to visit ‘em?” You wrapped your hands around Adam’s neck and crawled into his lap.

“She said next weekend. Get ready to give up on any fucking dream wedding plans you had.” Adam grumbled unhappily, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“Pfft. My dream wedding is marrying you.” You reassured him.

“What? That’s fucking it? Well mine is…okay first off all it’s you in a gorgeous white dress of fucking course. Then, the music. It HAS to be good, babe. I couldn’t live with myself if there would be bad music at the day our souls get bound to each other for eternity.”

You took Adam’s face into your hands, “You’re such a sap.”

“Only for you, baby!” Adam’s hands went from your waist towards your own face, pressing his lips against yours.

———

“I’m going to be sick.” Your face was in your hands and you groaned.

You were on your way over for a dinner at Sera’s house. Sadly for you, Sera lives rather close by. Chuck will be there too. To bless your engagement or whatever. Oh this won’t go well.

“Don’t throw up in my car. You can do it once we’re there.” Adam gracefully reassured you.

“You’re zero help!” You whined out.

“Bitch, I have been calming you down all morning and noon. And let’s not forget the past few days! It will go like every other time. Besides, it’s just dinner. After that we are back home and we can do whatever we fucking want.” Adam told you, while waiting for the light to turn green.

Still!!! But it’s true, Adam has been a great sport about your annual freak out about seeing his parents. Like clockwork you start freaking out 3 days before seeing them, as if you haven’t seen them multiple times now with every meeting going well. Whatever.

“It’s like you hate meeee.”

“Oh my fucking- I wouldn’t get engaged to someone I fucking hate. Remember that. Now stop listening to the voices in your head and instead focus on your husband, alright?” Adam rolled his eyes, but still smirked at you.

You removed your hands from your face and pressed your forehead against the car window instead. “…When are we there?”

“Dunno. 15 more minutes?” Adam guessed.

Those 15 minutes passed quicker than you expected. Probably because Adam kept talking so he would distract you from your greatest enemy: Your brain.

Adam parked the car, and you both made your way to the main house. Because of course, you need multiple buildings on one property when you live alone. Makes total sense. At least her house was smaller than Chucks.

Sera greeted you two, and it helped you relax. “Welcome, you two. Did you have a nice ride? Traffic is awful around this time. Chuck is already upstairs, follow me.” And with that you and Adam walked after the freakishly tall woman.

You all entered an office room, and Sera sat down besides Chuck behind the desk. She gestured for you and Adam to sit down across from them. Okay this isn’t the usual way things go. You nervously glanced at Adam, who also seemed irritated. You two sat down. Now you’re really feeling sick.

“Congratulations on your engagement.” Chuck started the conversation, which was the first warning sign.

“Thank you, sir.” You carefully answered. All Adam did was stare his father down. The room was stuffy and you could smell Chucks cologne. Your stomach did uncomfortable flips. Now is not the time to throw up.

Chuck stared back. “Even though it would have been preferred if Adam properly discussed this before hand, I am still happy for you two.” You simply blinked at Chuck. Well he wasn’t bothering looking at you so you looked at Sera, who looked like peace itself possessed her. You wonder what it takes to make her crack.

Adam’s father continued his monologue, “Since this will not just be an union of you two, but of our respective families and assets, your mother and I think it’s suited to consider a prenup.” Chuck slid some papers across the desk.

What? That’s it? Jesus Christ. You thought he was going to tell you, you can’t get married. Honestly, you already expected that you have to sign one and honestly? You get it. They both own so much and Adam is their only child. He will inherit everything. You divorce him and take 50%? Yeah, that’d be devastating.

While you visibly relaxed Adam seemed to be incredibly pissed off. You reached out to take a look at the papers. Maybe you’re going to say something cool like ‘I will have my lawyer look over it.’ Said lawyer is Monica who got into law school after graduating last year.

Your hand didn’t even make it far, before Adam wrapped his own around yours. “No. The fact that you even have the audacity to print these papers just shows what kind of fucked up people you are.”

Your mouth dropped in shock for a second, before you could stop yourself. “Adam- It’s okay. really. I don’t mind.” You nervously glanced at Sera and Chuck. Sera’s lips were pressed into a tight line and Chucks anger was practically painted on his face.

“You have one more chance to make the right choice here, boy.” Chuck warned him.

“Actually, you guys can choose. Either we can all act like this thing never fucking happened, or you two won’t get to meet your future grandchild. She’s due in December, by the fucking way.” Adam countered.

Shocked eyes went from Adam to you. All you could do was nervously smile. Of course things never go by plan. Chuck and Sera exchanged a look, and before your very own eyes Chuck ripped the papers to shreds.

He and Sera stood up, “Well, what are you waiting for? Dinners getting cold!” With that Adam’s parents left the room.

Adam was still irritated, his brows furrowed and jaw clenched. Your hand was still in his and his grip tightened and for a second there you aren’t in this office. You’re in your old shitty apartment and Adam just smashed your phone in and he punched a hole into your wall and-

You took a deep breath, Adam’s grip didn’t turn painful like you expected. Instead he pressed your palm into his cheek. He looked at you with his burning golden eyes and once he looked into your own he softened. Your thumb brushed over his cheekbone. You’re not in the past anymore, and Adam has shown that it won’t be repeated.

“I would’ve signed it.” You whispered in the air. Even though it was now just you two, the energy still felt off.

“I know, baby. Which is why you wouldn’t have to fucking do it. Damn assholes, only thinking about themselves and their business.” Adam rolled his eyes. “Hey, can you do me a favor?”

“Whatcha need, love?”

“Smell my cologne and gag. That should be a good excuse to leave this ugly place.”

You snorted at Adam’s request, “Sure. But to be honest, I think me entering the dinning hall and being bombarded by all those smells will be enough.”

“You’re right. You are my overly sensitive wifey now.” Adam joked around.

You both got up, Adam kept his arm secured around your waist. Just as you predicted, as soon as you stepped foot into the dinning room you felt sick. Thankfully Sera had some sort of empathy left. She told you about her own pregnancy while sending you home. Adam apparently was a big rip kicker, which you were not excited for.

———

“Why can’t we just get eloped? It would be just me, you, this ice cream cake…..” You wondered out loud, while digging your spoon into said cake.

Adam looked at you like you’re completely insane now, “No fucking way! I want it big, alright. It will be so fucking flashy, that after it everyone will go home blind. The wedding of the century! Generations will be taking about it.” Adam rambled on about it.

So yeah, wedding planning is going great. Thanks for asking. As it turns out, Adam is a real bridezilla alright. You’re pretty sure he has a Pinterest board, but he refuses to show it to you. You never thought you’d get married. Or be pregnant. So your wishes were rather simple. You wanted your friends there. It shouldn’t be too many people. The basics.

Sera smiled at you both. She’s also the reason you two will have to plan a wedding in 3 months. There were lots of discussions about a child being born out of wedlock and then how a baby bump in a wedding dress is trashy and lots of back and forth. You won’t be able to avoid the bump completely, so you will just suck it in for the whole day. Or maybe you won’t have to, since you still can’t see anything.

She pushed two albums towards Adam. “We should decide on a florist now. Everything gets booked so early these days..” Sera sighed.

Adam turned around to flip through all the pictures. He seemed to decide between two flower arrangements in the two albums. Adam then proceeded to pick both of them up and put each one besides your head. You blinked at him, with your spoon in mouth. Since you said all flowers are pretty you have been excluded form the conversation, which you were honestly glad for.

The albums were put back on the table, and Adam pointed at one picture. “These ones are good. They match her eyes the best.” He decided.

Yeah, your dream wedding really just consists of marrying Adam.

———

“Why’d we go dress shopping so late?” Monica complained, while zipping up your dress.

“Because!” You exclaimed, while making a vague movement to your stomach. It looks like a small bump did start forming. But honestly, it doesn’t look that much different from you being bloated, or after eating something.

Adam was elated tho. Every week he takes a picture of your stomach, putting the pictures into an album. He has an app which tells you which fruit size your baby is. Right now it’s the size of a avocado. He keeps sending you baby name websites. You laid on your stomach once and he manually rolled you on your back because he was freaking out. He’s there at every appointment and teared up at hearing the heartbeat. He wants the gender to be a surprise, which surprised you in turn. Which also means you also can’t know the gender, since you would slip up. So yeah, Adam will probably be a good father. At least he will be better than his own, which should count for something.

“Ugh true. Buying a dress so early would have sucked, since you’d have to take it into the tailor and tailoring something to be bigger is hard work. Alright, turn around.” Monica instructed you. She looked you up and down, and her face was neutral. That bad?

You stepped out of the changing room and saw your other two friends sit on the provided benches. Taking a look in the mirrors surrounding you, you saw why Monica didn’t portray any emotion. Its neutral. Like, does it look bad? No. Does it look good? Also no. You’re weirdly stuck in the middle and you hated it.

“I hate dress shopping. When anyone of you gets married don’t invite me.” You glared at your reflection. “Damn it. Give me my phone.” Even worse, this thing completely restricts your movement.

Once you had your precious electronic device in your hand, you opened Adam’s chat. A new message welcomed you and who would’ve thought! It’s a baby name suggestion again. You reacted with a thumbs up, because what else are you supposed to do? And started scrolling upwards. Adam was so nice to send you pictures of dress styles he thought would suit you. Since neither you, the worker or your friends can pick up something suitable, Adam is your last hope.

“Excuse me. Do you have anything like this in stock?” You asked the worker. She already pissed you off earlier by being rude to you, until your friends not so subtly dropped that you were getting married to Adam Godfree. Yes, that Godfree. Now she’s like an angel.

She squinted at the picture you showed her, and then she nodded her head. “I will pick something out!” She scurried off.

You recklessly threw your phone onto the bench, happy it didn’t fall down and crack. Your friends smiled at you, trying to keep your spirits up.

“We will find the perfect dress! Don’t worry about it! This store just sucks…Complain to your future in-law about it. Maybe he can fix that…” Dy wondered out loud.

“It’s so annoying! I’m no help with the planning! At all! Adam has to pick everything out and I have one job. Pick a wedding dress. The only requirement is that it has to be white. And I can’t even do that?” You were pretty close to losing it.

Monica rubbed your arm, “It’s all going to be okay! Hey, the wedding is just in…two weeks..Lots of time left there! Uhm, and tomorrow is the engagement party! So, don’t stress yourself. We have all the time in the world to pick a dress out, and to still have fun.” Monica reassured you. Your other two friends enthusiastically agreed.

You rubbed a hand across your face, breathing while nodding. They’re right. It will all be okay. You’re doing good. Everything is alright. The worker hurried over, a mass of dresses in her arms. She held out the first one to you, and you took it into the changing room.

“…Monica, come in here and unzip this hellish thing.” You grumbled out.

The new dresses were better. It’s still not the dress, but you at least had a rough idea of what fit you. Damn Adam for actually knowing what looks good on you.

This was the last wedding gown you will try on for today. It was pulled out of the far back, it just arrived today. So this is how desperate you were. The already pro factor is that you don’t need help to put it on. Your hands straightened out the skirt, and you took a deep breath. You could breath in it, that’s nice. There wasn’t a proper mirror in the changing room, so you didn’t have any other choice but to step out.

Your friends gasped in delight. Your eyes nervously glanced into the mirror and yeah…This is it. It fits in a way nothing else ever did before that. It emphasized and hide away everything you wanted. It was classy, but not so stuck up that you felt like a nun. This particular shade off white fit your skin very well. Beautiful lace and pearl details were carefully sewed in.

“…Finally.” You breathed out in relief.

Squeals could be heard from your friends, and the enveloped you in a group hug. Finally you could go home. Everything else passed by rather quickly. Since you bought it off the rack, you were able to immediately pack it up and take it home.

You opened the apartment door to see Adam and Lute sit on the couch. In their hands each held a game controller, and different shooting sounds came from the TV.

“Fucking bitch- This isn’t fucking fair! You got real shooting experience now.” Adam complained, his fingers beating against the buttons.

“And you’ve lost to me before that. Just admit defeat.” Lute shoot back. Her fingers moved in more controlled manners, unlike Adam who tried every button combination at once.

You stepped in, and Adam and Lutes eyes locked in on your figure.

“HelloooOooo- Damn it, Lute!” Adam couldn’t keep his focus on you for too long.

“Welcome home.” Lute wasn’t aggregated in any way. What a pro.

“Hey guys. Adam, do me a favor and don’t look at the door. Wedding dress coming through.” They did give you cover, but it’s see through.

“Not even a pe- Lute, I swear I’m going to kick you out!” Adam seethed.

You snorted at Adam. Lute just smirked at his misery. You turned around and opened the door wider. Your friends held the packed up dress in their hands. With quick hand movements you instructed them to bring the dress to the guest room.

Adam moved his head so he could take a look, but Lute moved her hand and pressed her hand against Adam’s cheek, keeping him from seeing what the dress looks like. The dress was safely stashed in the guest room and your friends came out.

“We are raiding your kitchen.” Bernadette decided, making her way with the other to look for snacks.

“Bring me a beer while you’re at it, leech.” Adam called out.

You on the other hand went to sit down on the couch besides Adam, after you took off your coat and shoes. He immediately wrapped his arm around you, pressing you close. You threw your legs over Adam’s lap and pressed your cheek into his chest. Man you’re exhausted.

Adam tongue stuck out in concentration, desperately trying to beat his best friend. “Fuck yeah! Take that! Haha!” He cheered.

You smiled at Adam’s antics. Your friends came back into the living room, bowls and drinks in hand. Adam got his beer and you stuck your hand into the chips. Shoving as much into your mouth as possible.

“Adam, you’re a shitty host. Let’s play something we all can play together!” Bernadette interjected.

“I’m a great fucking host! I just didn’t invite you evil witches.” Still, Adam moved around to change the game. “I got fucking Mario Party somewhere…”

———

Adam thinks he might’ve drunk one, two, ten too many glasses. This whole party was more for his parents then for him or you. To really show that Adam is getting married. For real. Adam imagines that some groupies from college are crying at the official announcement. Sera’s house was beautifully decorated. The hall was big, big enough to host everyone that was important. Different business partners and family friends, together with relatives Adam couldn’t care less about.

The amber liquid swished around in Adam’s glass, and he had tuned out the yapping of business matters hours ago. If this had been years ago, Adam would’ve loved this opportunity to be schooled into the family empire. To be at his fathers side and impress him, no matter what it takes. It’s all lost its meaning now. No matter how hard he tried, his thoughts kept trailing back to you. Adam shifted around his feet, taking a look across the hall to see if he could spot you.

He wasn’t successful, which soured his mood. His hand wandered to his back pocket, and he fished his phone out.

[Wifey ❤️💍]: We are hiding in a lounge room. 8:33 PM

Oh, thank fuck. Adam dramatically sharply inhaled, and the men turned their attention to him. He apologetically waved his phone around. “Sorry. Woman. You know how it is.” To his defense, these vultures can’t know that he gets withdrawal symptoms from not seeing you.

Some guy nodded, “It just gets worse from here on, boy!” He joked, insecurely looking around to group for validation from the other men.

Adam beat down the urge to roll his eyes, “Total-fucking-ly. By the way, using AI for your ad campaign makes you look cheap as fuck. Excuse me.” Of course his ass is cheap, from those three divorces. Whatever.

With quick steps Adam made his way to the room you occupied with your friends. He was happy to see that he walked in on you, Lute and his favorite wenches playing cards.

“Move or else you’re getting squashed,” Adam grunted out.

All he got in response was an eyebrow raise so he just decided to lay himself across the couch, with his head in your lap and his body sprawled across the laps of Lute and Bernadette. Monica and Dy were sat in one sofa seats, comfortably squeezed together.

“Adam!” Lute scolded him, nearly dropping her cards.

Adam’s feet kicked around, since they easily hung over the couch. His hand reached out to your blouse, pulling it up. “Woah hey!” You protested. Your hand pressed down so he wouldn’t pull it up to expose your chest.

All Adam did tho was press his face against your starting to swell stomach and then he put the blouse back down. So he was caged in. Your hand came down on his shoulder, massaged his tense muscles. “What’s up? Who was annoying this time?” You asked while giggling at Adam’s antics.

“Everyone. Don’t interrupt this important father son bonding.” Adam mumbled against your skin.

“Son? So you guys know the gender?” Lute asked.

“No, Adam think it’s a boy, so I bet it’s a girl. A little friendly competition.” You explained.

“Ah yes, only takes 9 months to see who wins.” Bernadette chuckled.

“She’s 20 weeks now so half is done.” Adam mumbled. His arms came up to wrap around you.

“Good to know. Your future wife here said ‘I don’t know. Maybe 18 weeks?’” Monica snitched on you.

“Guys, it’s pregnancy brain. It’s a real thing! Leave me be.” You defended yourself. You could feel Adam smile against your stomach.

The evening continued like that, until you were called back. You did have to see off the guest after all. Ugh. Lute was driving, you were laid in the back seat dozing off while Adam was in the passager seat. He’s awfully chatty when drunk. You didn’t even notice when the car stopped, already half way into your dreamworld.

The car door opened and Adam gently picked you up. You stirred around, but Adam shushed you. He had you in a bridal carry. Adam bid Lute goodbye, and with that he carried you into bed.

“I wanna sleep..” You slapped Adam’s hand away.

“Babe, I have to get you out of these shoes and clothes. You don’t want to be comfortable?” His voice was slightly strained, his tipsy-ness showing with the way his hands sloppily moved.

You sighed dramatically, holding your foot out to him. Adam took your high heels off, which relieved your feet. He was also able to wrangle you out of your clothes and into your sleeping shirt. Adam was glad to get into his own pajamas, snuggling under the blanket with you.

“..Do you think I’m still pretty?” Came the quiet question from you.

With the pregnancy getting further and further a long insecurities are eating away at you. You try to push it all down, but sometimes it still pops out.

“Babe, I fear you’re getting sexier and sexier everyday. My dick might explode if you keep it up.” Adam reached out, pulling you into his chest. “The only unsexy thing you do is cry about everything.”

You sniffled, “I’m going to get even more stretch marks and you will leave me!” You started bawling your eyes out.

Adam patted your head, already used to this nightly routine. Pregnancy hormones are the fucking worst. After you tuckered yourself out from the exhausting day and crying, Adam could finally let himself fall asleep.

———

“Adam. It’s a bachelor and bachelorette party. I think we are supposed to stay away from each other.” You tried to shake the clingy guy off of you.

Adam just kept his arms wrapped around you. “You’re lying to me. You can’t go out looking like this.” He mumbled.

“Like what?” Irritation ate away at you.

Adam’s finger reached out and he pulled on the cleavage of your summer dress. Well, maybe pregnancy gave you a free boob job. Still. Adam is annoying like always. You made another attempt at pushing him away, “You’re so childish. Leave me be, you don’t know how horrible it is to be pregnant in summer.” And your belly isn’t even that big yet.

Your soon to be husbands hands rubbed over the growing bump, a smile on his face. “You have to stay home, baby. You look too good. What if some guy falls in love with you at first sight, huh? And I’m not there to beat him up?”

“Dude, I’m pregnant. There are rings on my finger. I think everyone gets the hint.” You rolled your eyes at him, “And you keep leaving hickeys everywhere!” Your neck and cleavage was coated in a thick layer of concealer.

“And you keep covering them up…” Adam pouted, his finger coming up to smear the concealer. You quickly reached out to catch his hand before he could pull through on that.

“Adam. Listen to me and listen good. After this child is born, we will beg to be able to go out to spend time with our friends. Let us enjoy the childless time as long as we can.” You sighed, mentally seeing sleepless nights in your future.

He chuckled, “Hm. Me personally I can’t wait for him to be here.”

“Well, I fear that she will grow up very spoiled.” You joke.

Adam gave a kiss to the side of your head. “Keep in contact while out. Or else.”

“Or else what? You get me double pregnant? Go enjoy your time!” You finally could get him away from you.

“Double pregnant? Sounds hot, babe. Whatever. I’m gooooing. Stay safe ‘n call me if anything is up.” Adam leaned his head down to give you a sloppy kiss.

“Yeah, yeah. I love you too.” You mumbled against Adam’s lips. Giving him a final peek, you let Adam leave the apartment so he could get to his own party. It starts at Lutes apartment and they will do some sort of round trip across the city.

You on the other hand had something more chill planned, you hoped so at least. Well, not you but your friends. Since you’re pregnant getting drunk is out of the question. Thinking off the devil, the door bell rang. You buzzed your friends in.

“Okay! Okay! Hear us out.”

And like that it starts. It was relaxing, but also stressful. You were tugged across the city, but what you saw were spas, nail salons, make up artist and hair dressers instead of clubs and bars. The wedding was a week away. So having a rough idea what you want your make up and hair to look like isn’t a bad idea. And your nails did look pretty.

Thank god Adam didn’t see you right now laying naked, face down on the massage table. A towel was thrown over you to give you some resemblance of privacy. The masseuse was so good, honestly you’re considering marrying her instead of Adam right now.

“After such an exhausting day we deserve this.” Bernadette sighed, like she actually worked a full day of labour.

You snorted at that, “I’m so not in the mood to go back to work on Monday.”

“Man, that they still let you work is evil, actually. Do you at least get maternity leave?” Came the mumbled out question.

“Mmmh yeah. I got a year, actually. Unpaid, of course, but it’s at least something.” Ah yeah, working. You hate and love it. Whatever, you’re sure that after a year you will miss being out of work.

After some more chatting you were back home, watching your favorite movies and shows. In-between everything you were able to text Adam, who is hopefully having the time of his life.

[Adam ❤️]: {Link: What is superfetation?} 9:23 PM

[Adam ❤️]: we can make rhis happpppn 9:24 PM

[Reader]: Go party. 9:30 PM

[Adam ❤️]: bitch 10:53 PM

[Adam ❤️]: let me love u tfffffffffff 10:54 PM

[Adam ❤️]: nd also get u o]double pregnent 10:55 PM

[Adam ❤️]:pregnet 10:55 PM

[Adam ❤️]: pregnante 10:56 PM

[Adam ❤️]: knocked up 10:56 PM

[Adam ❤️]: double knoked up 10:56 PM

[Adam ❤️]: kucked up 10:57 PM

[Adam ❤️]: y wouod u snitch me out to lute for being constantly on my phone……. 11:00 PM

[Reader]: Bro. 11:15 PM

You rubbed your hand across your forehead at Adam’s stupidness. Maybe you should call it a day and throw everyone out? Get some rest. It was pretty easy to convince your friends to go home, since you can just pull the pregnancy card whenever you feel like it.

[Reader]: I’m going to sleep now. Please have lots of fun! And don’t annoy Lute too much. 12:34 AM

[Reader]: {Selfie} 12:35 AM

It was just a simple picture. The light was low, your head in the pillows and a peace sign thrown up.

[Adam ❤️]: just got hard 12:55 AM

[Adam ❤️]: sneaking out 12:55 AM

[Adam ❤️]: see u soon mama 12:58 AM

You snorted at Adam’s message, thinking he’s just messing around. So you were already half asleep when Adam tumbled in. You couldn’t help but flinch at the door slamming open.

“HellooOoo, wife. Ready to service your husband?” Adam slurred, making his way to the bed.

You rubbed your eyes in irritation, “..Don’t talk like that.”

“Ugh, sorry, baby.” Adam crashed into his side of the bed face first, “I’m only into things you are into, you know that.” He mumbled out.

You hummed, cuddling up to your soon to be husband. Adam’s hand reached out to rest on your stomach, he turned his head to smile at you with that loopy grin of his. You couldn’t help but smile back at him.

“..I bought lingerie. For the wedding night.” You couldn’t help but whisper to Adam, all cheekily.

His eyebrows raised in excitement, “Oh yeah, baby? Got that sexy maternity lace?”

You laughed, “Shut up! Guess you don’t wanna see it, huh? I’m brining it back tomorrow.”

“NOOOO!” Adam whined, he pulled you into his chest, pressing your face into his pecs, “Don’t bring anything back. I fucking swear to you, baby, I will die if I don’t get to see it.”

The opportunity was too glorious to pass up on. You softly bit down on the soft muscle of his pecs. Adam jolted slightly, before relaxing again and cursing at you. “You’re supposed to fucking breastfeed, not me!”

You giggled into his shirt. “We can share the workload?”

“Bitch….” Adam mumbled under his breath.

You scooted up, pressing your face into Adam’s shoulder. Reaching out you grasped his hand into yours. With your pointer finger you poked your pregnant stomach a few times. Then, you put Adam’s hand on your stomach. He blinked at you, his confusion obvious.

And there it was. That swirling fluttering feeling in your stomach. You wondered if Adam could feel it too, and with the way pure excitement showed on his face he was faster than you in the realization.

“No fucking way…He’s moving?” Adam immediately got up, his hands and face on your stomach. “Since when?”

“Today.” Your hands tangle themselves in Adam’s hair.

“And you didn’t text me?!” He was genuinely offended.

“Sorry. Wanted you to have fun at the bachelor party.” You explained.

Adam pushed your sleeping shirt up to leave soft kisses on your stomach. “Moving at 21 weeks…That’s good. Was starting to get worried.”

“Leave her be? She’s just chilling?” You playfully scold him.

“But I wanna met her- him- fuck. Them?” He looked up at you with big eyes.

“I hope for you, you mean them in a gender neutral way and not in a twins way.” You raise your brow at him.

“Twins…Baby, I want twins.” Adam perked up.

“No!” You tugged at his hair.

“Ughh. Next time?” He was making puppy eyes at you. Man, you’re weak for him.

“Yeah, in like 5 years.” You went back to massaging his scalp. Adam traced patterns into your stomach.

“2 years?” He left a kiss on your belly button.

“Are you trying to negotiate with me right now?”

“…Maybe.” He nuzzled your stomach.

“Alright, baby daddy. How about we go to sleep?” Exhaustion took hold off your body again.

Adam shifted around and settled in between your legs. He bend down and pressed a kiss against your lips. You couldn’t help but sigh and wrap your arms around his neck. There’s nothing more you enjoyed than spending time with Adam.

“Mmh. Vodka.” You mumbled against Adam’s lips.

He suddenly jolted away from you, “Shit, baby. You can’t have alcohol.”

You laughed, “I think kissing you is okay.”

Adam shook his head, all serious with his brows furrowed. You tried to go back to kissing him, but he actually turned his head so your lips crashed into his cheek. “Woah…How much self control did this take you, Adam?”

“A fucking lot. Don’t say my name, unless you wanna get railed.” He grunted out through clenched teeth. Adam then shifted so he was on his knees. His hands went under your shirt and he gave your tits a generous squeeze.

You gasped in surprise, and Adam rolled out of bed. “ ‘M gonna brush my teeth, baby. I will be back soon.”

Chuckling, you curled back up under your blanket and waited for Adam’s return. While you did so, you let yourself fall asleep. You still felt Adam crawl into bed with you, his hand returning to his favorite position of being on your stomach. He poked your stomach gently a few times, and then he went to feel for the motion.

You giggled sleepily. Adam gave your forehead a kiss and mumbled something about you going to sleep.

A guitar rift woke you up. You blinked sleepily into the dark room.

“Adam. Did you just run away from your party without saying anything?” This was obviously Adam’s phone ringing.

“Shhhhh. We are sleeping, babe.”

———

The wedding was a few towns away. The church was absolutely stunning, same goes for the reception hall and everything else. Adam is already unhappy at the tradition of not seeing the bride the night before the wedding. It’s cute, but also…Well, he’s Adam. Every guest got placed at a hotel, thankfully. The bridal party was put into a summer residence Sera owned in the town.

You finally finished the rehearsal dinner. It was exhausting and you were happy you got it all done. Adam was chatting with Sera, going through all the details. Lute was Adam’s best man, and she rocked her suit in the pictures she showed you. You let your friends fight each other for the maid of honor position. Monica won that rock, paper scissor match.

Stretching your arms over your head with a yawn, you made your way over to Adam, Sera and Chuck. You poked Adam’s left side, just to stand by his right. His head swirled around, before settling on your smiling face.

“Messing around with the groom before the wedding? How fucking rude of you.” He teased you.

“Insulting the bride before the wedding? Shame on you.” You giggled at Adam, “I just wanted to tell you that the girls and I will drive back to the house now. We need to still prepare a few things and I need the extra sleep to survive tomorrow.”

“Ah, sure thing, babe. I will see you later.” Adam bend down to give you a kiss goodbye.

“Mmh, no you won’t. Remember? The groom can’t see the bride the wedding! It’s bad luck. You’re sleeping in the guest room.”

“What the fuck? You only want the bed all to yourself. Admit it.”

“It’s true. You caught me. Anyways, the door will be locked. You won’t get in.” You tell him while wagging your finger at him.

Adam groaned, “Whatever! I don’t like sleeping in a bed with you anyways. We have two blankets and I still end up with none in the morning.”

You laughed at the childish tone of his voice, “Sorry. I hope one day you will able to forgive me. See you tomorrow.”

Biding Chuck and Sera goodbye, you had to give another goodbye kiss to Adam for him to let you go. Very reluctantly. You were happy to crawl into the car with your friends to drive to the huge house. The room you occupied with Adam was rather separated from the rest. It was like a little apartment, with its own kitchen and bathroom. Privacy for the future newly weds, or something like that.

You had to make sure everything was ready for tomorrow to get you ready as smoothly as possible. Once everything was laid out perfectly, you threw everyone out, locked the door and smashed face down into the soft mattress. You were both so exhausted and incredibly nervous. It was a weird combination, since it kept you from sleeping.

In between you drifting off in a dream like state, someone tried to open your door. When you heard Adam swear around you couldn’t help but chuckle. But also how dare he wake you up. Ugh.

A mix of your alarm and a crazy storm of knocks on your door woke you up. Once you opened the door for your friends, you were basically ambushed. It all passed by surprisingly quickly. Your make up and hair were done by professionals and you were able to get into your dress with no problems.

You might be panicking a little bit while sitting in the car. Only a bit tho. Theoretically you know exactly what you’re excepting. In practice tho? In your head you were going to trip or something as awful. You totally were going to ruin your own wedding. Okay. You have to breath.

The car went to the designated parking space. For a short second you made eye contact with Adam, thankfully he couldn’t see you through the heavily tinted window. Lute recognized the car and with that she took Adam inside. He was straight up pouting.

You got out, your friends helping you with the enormous skirt and veil and everything else you got going on. Hiding away in the back rooms, you let your friends fix anything up which they saw fit. Monica started to sniffle,

“You make such a pretty bride,” She told you, while brushing her hands over the veil.

“Don’t cry.” You told her, “Or else I start crying. My make up can’t be ruined.”

Monica chuckled, wiping her eyes. Dymphna’s hand was on your arm, rubbing circles into it. Bernadette smiled at you.

“Okay, but Adam is there right? He isn’t running out on me?” You couldn’t help but nervously ask.

“Running out on you? No, I think you’re more likely to run off.”

Bernadette nodded her head in agreement, “If you get cold feet, tell me. I can open that window and we both crawl out of it.”

You laugh, shaking your head. “The only running I’m doing is towards Adam, not away.”

“How cute. I’m going to throw up.” Bernadette stuck her tongue out.

A knock came from the door, and Sera stuck her head into the room. She smiled at your group. “It’s starting. I’d like for everyone to go to their place.” With that she was gone again.

Your friends gave you a few more encouraging words, before starting to make their way down the isle, together with the rest of the wedding party. It’s really starting now. You’re about to get married. And your starting signal was here.

So with deep breaths, you made your way down the aisle.

Everything in the church was absolutely stunning. The paintings of saints hanging from the walls were imposing, starring you down. The gold accents all across the hall were sparkling against the marble. Even the guest were all dressed in their own gorgeous attires. The benches which they sat in were kept in a mid warm brown, helping to lighten up the atmosphere.

The classic tune of ‘Here comes the bride’ was played while you made your way down. Peaking through the veil, you saw Adam stand at the altar. Oh man, he looks too good. The suit was tailored perfectly to fit him, his hair was nicely gelled back.

Your friends stood beside him. Lute in her nice suit, your friends in nice dresses. Since everyone looks so differently, you decided against putting them all in the same dress. They still looked elegant.

Monica was in a nice, deep purple dress. The dress had a slit in the legs, with spaghetti traps. Perfectly fitting her dark skin and sporty build. Her afro was kept natural, her coils brushing against her broad shoulders. Bernadette wore a green dress, highlighting her ginger hair. The dress was long sleeved, coming off her shoulders. Her smile lit up the whole church. Dymphna was in a navy blue dress, her bleached blonde hair elegantly put up. The dress was sleeve and strap less, nicely hugging her chubby body. Her mono lids were painted in matching eye shadow.

Adam tho? In your eyes he still outshined your pretty friends. The suit was kept in a golden brown colour and it was oh so fancy. His broad shoulders were emphasized and he just looks so good. You felt like biting him, straight up and ugh! The walk is so long and you barley were halfway there and you just can’t wait anymore.

Your hands picked up the skirt of your wedding dress, and with that you started running down the aisle towards Adam. The last steps you used to launch yourself into his arms, and Adam laughed happily while catching you and spinning you both around. With your arms wrapped around his neck you couldn’t help but whisper to him,

“I missed you!”

Adam threw his head back while laughing more, gently setting you back on your feet. “I missed you more, baby.” While you had your cute moment, the whole crowd aw’d at the display of love.

He gently raised his hands the push the veil out of your face. The way Adam smiled at seeing your face made you feel like the most beautiful person alive. Now the wedding could start, you both turned to the priest, nodding at him.

The priest smiled at you two, “Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to join this man and this woman in holy matrimony.”

After the priest finished his part, he referred to Adam and you.

“Now we celebrate the love that the groom and the bride have for each other and as family and friends you give social recognition to their intention to permanently accept the other by reciting their marriage vows.”

Adam shifted around on his feet, clearing his throat before speaking clearly and confidently. “I, Adam Godfree, take you, Y/N L/N, as my lawful wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, not even death shall do us part. I will love and honor you all the days of my life and beyond it.” Adam took a deep breath, before adding on to the vows, “My heart, your presence in my life has been truly life changing. I promise you that I will do everything in my power to keep you safe and happy. You will always be my number one priority.”

You had to blink tears from your eyes. Crying now is not good. Your make up! You mouthed a ‘I love you’ at him.

“I, Y/N L/N, take you, Adam Godfree, as my lawful husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, not even death shall do us part. I will love and honor you all the days of my life and beyond it.” You successfully recited their vows vows Adam gave you back to him, “My love, when I thought of my future I never saw myself getting married, or even being a mother. It was simply a privilege, a dream, that was not deserved for me. Uhm, but thanks to you, I’m able to think of the future as something…good. So, I promise to you that I will always be on your side, I will support and stand with you through everything.”

Now tears were gathering in Adam’s eyes. He was slightly sniffing. You tried to encouragingly smile at him.

It’s now time for the ring exchange. The priest blessed those, with Adam sliding the ring onto your finger first. Then it was your turn to slide blessed ring onto Adam’s finger. You had to bite down the urge to squeal in happiness.

“I now pronounce you as man and wife. You may kiss the bride.”

Adam gently took your hips into your hands and pressed his lips against yours. You were sure this was the softest he has ever kissed you. The church erupted in cheers, which warmed your heart. With your arms wrapped around his neck, you pulled your husband in as close to you as possible.

Disconnecting your lips, you giggled at his love sick face. His hands took your face in, so softly like you might break. “I truly love you more than anything, baby.” He told you, in all earnest.

“I love you too,” You smiled at him, “I think we gotta walk down the aisle now.”

Reaching out, Adam took your hand into his. And with that you both took your first steps together as a married couple. Your hands squeezed Adam’s, while his thumb brushed over yours.

The guest made their way to the reception, while you and the people closest to you took some wedding pictures. It was fun, posing with Adam and your friends. Adam also took some solo ones with Chuck and Sera, the proud parents.

Dymphna had your hand in hers, turning it around to take in the different ways your ring sparkled. “So pretty.” She whispered under her breath. Dy perked up, looking at Monica. “Oh! If only I got such a nice ring! I wonder if my girlfriend of many years will tie me down!”

You laughed at that. Monica spluttered around, trying to come up with some excuse. Little does Dymphna know you went ring shopping a few days ago.

“Hey, babe. Come here!” Adam called out to you.

You swirled your head around to look at him. “Woah. Can you see? Married for 5 minutes and he’s already making such selfish demands.”

“Get an annulment! Quick!” Bernadette joked with you.

While making your way over to Adam, Chuck and Sera you giggled at Bernadettes words. “We need pictures of just us.” Sera informed you.

You nodded your head at that, “Of course!” You let Sera and Chuck pull and tug you around in a position they liked with the four off you.

At first, you thought you were done after getting some good pictures. You were ready to get back to your friends, but you were stopped.

“We also need pictures with the bride. Stay for another moment.” Sera’s hand was on your arm.

“Yeah, we have enough pictures of Adam’s mug.” Chuck side eyed his son, who protested.

“Hey! You should be grateful you got my whole life on record like that!” Adam turned his nose up, like a true brat.

Chuck waved his hand at his son, successfully shooing him away. The pictures with Sera and Chuck were quickly taken and now you all made your way to the reception.

———

With everyone cheering at your entrance, you couldn’t help but feel flustered. Adam and you did take dancing lessons for this. A slow song played and you went through the dancing motions with Adam.

“You look so pretty, baby. Keep taking my breath away.” Adam told you, while he swayed you side to side.

You couldn’t help but giggle at him, “You look so good in your suit, it makes me reconsider the whole double pregnant thing.”

“Shit. Promise?” Adam seemed very excited at that.

“Pfft. I’m just joking. Let’s see how well we fare with just one child.”

Adam sighed, “We will do so fucking good! We will be writing parenting books by the end of it.” He seemed awfully confident.

You nearly missed a step, but Adam was quick to keep you in the rhythm. He was a good lead, you will give him that. Letting your head rest against Adam’s chest, you let yourself be lead by him.

“For a second I was afraid you wouldn’t be at the altar.” You mumbled.

“Me?! Baby, I was afraid you’d be a runaway bride. Forcing me to chase you down ‘n shit.” He chuckled, his finger gently tracing your wedding ring.

“Would you? Chase after me?”

“Yeah, to the end of the world. And then I’d have you chained to the bed.” He snorted at that, but you doubt he was joking about that last part.

Adam spun you around, smiling at the way the wedding dress skirt moved. He pulled you back in, the song was coming to an end. His hands gently cupped your beautiful face and he pressed a kiss against your painted lips.

The song ended, and a new one played. It was paced much faster now and the guest swarmed to the dance floor. After a few more dances, much more relaxed ones, everyone was asked to get to their seats.

The speeches began, you and Adam thanked everyone for coming, then Chuck and Sera toasting to your relationship. Finally the first course was served. You were busy stuffing your cheeks, happy to get something to eat. At this point you were blaming all your food cravings on the baby.

Adam sneakily reached under the table, and poked your stomach. Furrowing your brows at him, you swatted his hand away. But Adam was stubborn, he laid his palm against your stomach.

“Babe, I need my buddy to tell me what he thinks off the food.”

“ ‘S good. Let us eat in peace.”

But peace is the last thing on Adam’s mind. He continued his poking and rubbing. Which honestly drove you a little crazy. In frustration you grabbed Adam’s wrist and held his hand away from your stomach. He just moved his other hand to harass you, but you also captured that wrist into your hand. You both blinked at each other, with Adam captured.

“Leave me be!” You tried to casually hiss to Adam without gathering attention.

“No?” He had to audacity to look at you like you're stupid.

You glared at him, before turning your towards Monica. “Change seats with me. He’s annoying me.”

The girl chocked on her food, surprised you were already fed up with him.

“Adam, leave the girl alone.” Chuck was thankfully on your side.

Adam groaned, rolling his eyes. He shook his wrist out of your grip and proceeded to cross his arms in front of his chest. “I can’t even do shit at my own wedding!” He pouted.

You were happy to get back to eating. You did feel a bit of pity for Adam, so you let him hold your hand under the table. Which was the wrong move, because as soon as he finished his plate he was now poking at your cheek.

“I’m going to bite your finger off. I mean it, Adam.” You wished looks could kill.

“Sexy-“

Adam was interrupted by a fork clinking against a glass. Lute was standing, gathering attention to make a speech. You quickly stuck your tongue out at Adam, and he dramatically gasped. Both your eyes were now trained on Lute’s figure.

“Hello, everyone. I’m Lute, Adam’s best woman and I’d like to say a few words about the couple. Adam and I have known each other now for many years, we got along form day one and told each other everything. When there was a girl he refused to talk about, I knew it was because he was dead serious about her…And then, two years later, he strolled in like he was the luckiest man alive and proceeded to ask me to guess with who he just…had a date with.”

Date? More like fucking in the bathroom.

“That’s when I finally learned who the mystery girl was. I have heard of her from her friends, so I knew that she was stubborn, mean and loyal.” Lute turned her head to smile at you, “The perfect match. I wish nothing but blessing for my best friend and his found half. May their vows never break, and their love survive through anything God may throw their way.” Lute sat back down. Adam and Lute hugged, which was cute. You were genuinely happy that Adam and Lute have each other.

Right after, Monica got up to hold her own speech. “Hi! I’m our lovely brides maid of honor, Monica. When I met the bride, I knew she had a bright soul. Adam is probably one of the most…passionate people I know. They both shine by themselves, but when they’re together it’s like looking directly into the sun. I doubt anyone else would fit better together.”

Monica took a breath, “They both have made quite the journey in their young lives to find true love. I hope all of us here, who haven’t found it yet, are able to experience just the fraction of the immortal love they share between each other. I only wish them the best!” She turned to you, tearfully smiling, “I love you a lot, and your happiness is our happiness.”

Monica sat back down, and you both embraced in a hug.

The main course was being served now, and you were back to trying to eat in peace. Adam’s hand rested on your stomach, his thumb rubbing circles into your skin through your wedding dress.

“Isn’t eating with one hand annoying?” You raised your brow at Adam.

“Not as annoying as my heartache when I’m not close to you.” He spoke through a mouth full of meat.

You playfully rolled your eyes at him, before leaning over and resting your head against his arm. Adam moved, so his arm was now wrapped around you. He pressed you as tightly as comfortably possible against him.

The music from the band started up again, since most people finished their meal. The dance floor started to fill up. You were proud of Adam for not getting on the bands nerves with how they’re supposed to hold the instruments and tuning and god knows what else is bothering him. To be fair, you physically won’t let him get there. The poor guys just want to play music and earn money.

Adam happily spun you around, with you giggling. You do love dancing with Adam and your friends, it was freeing. Your husbands hands wandered over your waist and hips, pulling you in even closer. With your arms wrapped around his neck, you tugged Adam down to give you a kiss. Lipstick being smeared across his lips be damned. While your lips were pressed against each other, Adam dipped you down, keeping you safe with his big, strong hands.

You squealed slightly in surprise, before letting yourself relax. Once you were stable on your feet again, you laughed freely. Adam’s hands were cupping your face, smiling at your happiness.

Your thumb brushed over his now painted lips, “This a nice colour on you, love!”

“Oh yeah? Be honest, it looks waaaaay better on me than on you, babe!” Adam chuckled.

You nodded your head wildly, “Totally! You’re the pretty princess of this wedding.”

Adam’s brows raised, before he started laughing at your comment. “And here I thought you weren’t supposed to outshine the bride!”

You shrugged, “I guess it’s okay if the groom does it.”

Your feet rested on a chair, while you sat in another one. Pregnancy came with many annoying side effects, besides Adam’s clinging. Like, your feet being swollen and you getting exhausted easily. Whatever, you needed to catch your breath anyways. You were happy you could convince Adam to have fun without you. It was fun to watch everyone have so much fun.

Another nice thing was meeting some of Adam’s relatives. Like his aunt Emily. She had so much energy, you don’t know where she gets it from. Out off the corner of your eyes someone sat down besides you.

“How are you enjoying the wedding, daughter?” Chuck asked you, while loosening his tie.

“It’s very good! Everything is perfect, really.” You smiled at him.

Chuck stretched his freakishly long legs out, nodding. “As it should be.”

You hummed, letting your eyes wander back to the dance floor. The band took a small break, and Adam took that opportunity to break free and chat with them. “Oh, he’s so going to micro manage them.” You let slip out.

Chuck snorted, “Well, their rhythm is slightly off.” His arms were now crossed behind his back, “Any guesses on the gender?”

“Officially we have nothing, it’s supposed to be a surprise, but Adam thinks it’s a boy. So I’m betting on a girl.” Your finger tapped subconsciously against your stomach.

“I’m team girl, too. A granddaughter would be great.”

“Yeah? Did Adam scare you away from having anymore boys in the family?” You joked.

“He really did! Adam had..” Chuck searched for the word for a second, he probably drank quite a bit you realized, “Colic. Crying and screaming 24/7. As a toddler he had horrible temper tantrums. Never grew out of that..”

“Don’t scare the girl!” Came Sera’s voice, she sat down with you two. “Parenting is hard but incredibly rewarding. You two will do great.”

“Thank you.” You didn’t feel that reassured tho.

“Watcha chatting about?” Adam made his way over to you. Which you were so glad for.

“You.” You tell him, swinging your feet off the chair and standing up.

“Me?! Well, there’s a lot to talk about me…Like, my great fucking accomplishments.” Adam boasted himself, his arm wrapping around your waist to pull you in.

“Hmm, exactly.” You eyed the time on Adam’s wrist watch, “When’s the cake cutting anyways?”

“Now, baby. I wanted to collect you.” He eyed his parents, “Wanna join us?”

“Of course, Adam.” Sera smiled, getting up. Chuck followed after her.

“This is a great wedding, son.” Chuck went to pat Adam shoulders. Adam wholeheartedly agreed with his father.

There were a few things you did have a say in during the wedding planning. The food, the decorations and you made it clear to Adam that you don’t want him to smash your face with cake. You didn’t want a lot, and till now Adam made it all come true.

“Don’t smash the cake in my face!” You reminded Adam, eyeing him.

He waved you off, “Babe, I got it. Chillax.”

You were so chillaxed. Grrr. The cake was brought, beautiful and huge. Adam and you wrapped your hands around a knife handle, and everyone watched intensely. You both carefully cut out the first slice, splitting it up on each others plate. With your hands you messily picked up a piece of cake. Adam did the same with his own, and you both turned to each other.

Gently you went to feed each other the cake. The sweet flavor filled your mouth and you hummed at the taste. It was really good. Adam was gross tho, he tried to get your fingers in your mouth to lick them clean. Freak.

After that was done, the guest were finally able to get their own piece.

———

Adam carried you into the apartment, after saying goodbye to your friends and newly acquired family. In your hand you held a plate with some left overs of cake and what else you were feeling like. You were incredibly exhausted. Before he passed through the door, he dramatically hummed the tone of ‘here comes the bride’.

You chuckled at his antics, while he spun you both around. “We are married, baby!” He cheered.

“Yaaaay.” Came your monotone answer.

“Aren’t you happy to be Mrs. Godfree now?” He asked you, while setting you down on the bed.

You smiled up at him, “Very much so.” Sighing, you reached back in an attempt to get out of the dress, “Please get me out of this torturous gown before I start losing it.”

“Turn around, wife.” Adam instructed you, while you did as he asked.

His warm fingers gently brushed over your back and shoulders, unzipping your dress. You stood up now, so the white fabric could easily fall off your tired body. With your back to Adam, he went to wrap his arms around your waist. His lips started leaving kisses over your neck and shoulders.

His finger went to your panties, snapping the waist band. You gasped in surprise, “Hey!”

“Couldn’t help my fucking self. You already look too sexy, just from the back view.” Adam groaned appreciatively.

You giggled happily, “I really hope you will like it. It did take me good while to pick it out.” Turning around, you let your back hit the soft mattress under you. You spread your arms out, so Adam could take a good look at your lingerie clothed body.

Your baby doll lingerie was kept completely white, with little pastel heart lace details. Your lately bra was completely see through, showing off your hard nipples. Starting at your bra was a slit down the middle of the body. Your pregnant stomach was peaking through. Adam was so glad that you were finally starting to show. Your string thong was nestled inbetween your pussy lips.

“I’m going to bust in my pants.” Adam groaned out.

Snorting, you went to cover your mouth with your hand. “Stop!” You giggled at him.

“Baby, I’m dead serious. Oh fuck. you kept this hidden away from me the whole day? Didn’t even let me get a peak?” He playfully scolded you. “You are such a brat.”

“Cause you’re such a simp. Letting me do whatever I please.” You laughed at him.

Adam shrugged, “You are literally my fucking wife. My wife! We are marrieeeeeeed!”

“We are! You are stuck with me now.” You wiggled your ring finger in his face, showing off your wedding band.

“I fucking hope so. This shit is expensive.” Adam’s hands went to your thighs, rubbing over the garter belt and your knee high socks, “I except you to welcome me everyday with these legs spread open, by the way. Since I bring in the big bucks ‘n all that.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at his words, “In your dreams.” You playfully kicked Adam, your foot resting against his shoulder.

Adam rubbed a hand over his eyes. Even though he’s a party machine, the life of every gathering and a total extrovert he was still exhausted by the whole day. It was long, and exciting. His own batteries were nearing their end, he even had to suppress a yawn.

“Wanna sleep?” You asked Adam, exhaustion was ramping through your own body.

Adam seemed to hesitate for a moment, “You sure, baby? Don’t wanna disappoint you on our wedding night.” His voice was soft. You knew Adam had some issues with his own self worth, he thinks his biggest accomplishments are being born to such powerful people and whatever his dick can give you.

You were fast, rolling around, your head burying into the pillows. You reached out, pulling the blanket over you and just like that you were ready to pass out. Reaching out, you patted the place beside you, encouraging Adam to lay down with you.

“Oh, thank fuck-“ Adam crawled under his blanket. His suit was still on, but whatever.

You scooted as close as possible to him, resting your head on his shoulder. “I love having sex with you, but I also love sleeping.”

“Same here, baby. Today was so fucking exhausting. Like, sure it was soo fucking good. Shed a few tears n shit since you’re so beautiful, but damn. At some point I thought about taking that useless guitarists guitar and smashing it over his head. It was tuned wrong! How didn’t he hear that?!?” Adam started rambling.

“Pft. It sounded great to me, don’t sweat it. Your ears are pretty sensitive to tunes.” You squeezed your hand under Adam’s button up shirt, wanting as much skin contact as possible.

“What-fucking-ever!” Adam gave a kiss to the side of your head, “I love you, my heart. So fucking much.”

“I love you too, love.” You let your eyes drop shut, sleep taking over your body.

Hands were on your thighs, kissing being left on your clothed pussy. You jolted awake at the feeling. Your hand reached out, tangling into Adam’s hair. He grinned up at you, from in between your thighs.

“Mornin’ baby. Nothing like a good breakfast to start the day, huh?” His shit eating grin was sadly endearing to you.

Adam’s thick fingers moved your thong to the side, diving into your pussy tongue first. He messily pressed his tongue into your hole, lapping up as much as he could. The slurping noises coming from in between your legs made your face burn.

His tongue traced patterns into your clit, your hips buckled up. “Adaaaam! Fuck! MMHh.”

Fingers pressed against your entrance, “Yeah, baby, I know. Only your husband can fuck you good.” A finger glide into your thigh entrance.

“Adam, you’re so good. Make me feel so good.” You mindlessly whined out.

The finger pumped in and out of you. Working you open, while Adam went back to suck on your over sensitive clit. Your thighs pressed against his head, and Adam happily groaned at being suffocated by you.

Another finger was shoved into you, impatiently. Adam practically panted into your pussy, his fingers making the come hither motion, pressing straight against your g-spot. Your body twitched uncontrollably, Adam chuckling happy. HIs cold tongue piercing pressed right into your clit now, grinding against it. He just knew how what to do to make you feel good.

“Oh- Ah- Adam! ‘M going to-“ You tried to warn him, sharply inhaling.

Your pussy clenched down on Adam’s fingers, cuming around them. Shameless moans left your lips at the overwhelming feeling.

“You’re doing so well for me, baby. Fuck. Too hot for your own good.” Adam mumbled out through his own horny haze.

He leaned forward, leaving kisses on your overstimulated pussy. He moved up, kissing your stomach and your sternum until he reached your lips. You tugged on his hair, pulling him in as close as possible. Your lips crashed into each other, teeth clanking together.

Your lips disconnected and now you could finally register that Adam was still dressed in his suit. You reached out, your hands brushing over his broad shoulders. “Get naked.”

“Soooo bossy!” He laughed, but easily complied. His jacket was thrown into a corner, and you went to unbutton his shirt. As soon as you got a few undone, you launched forward. Your lips found Adam’s neck, and you sucked marks into it. You continued to unbutton his shirt while doing so.

“Yeah, baby, mark me up.” Adam sighed out, barring his neck to you. His own hands were moving to open up his suit pants, ready to take off the restricting clothing.

Leaving Adam’s neck, you leaned back so you could push the shirt off his shoulders. You were straight up panting. “Adam. You’re so attractive. Please never leave the house.”

Adam smiled, leaning back on his arms and spreading his legs like a slut, “We are married, baby. This is all yours.” His hand gestured all over his body.

“I want to get YOU pregnant.” You told him, before your brain could properly catch up with your mouth.

Adam threw his head back while laughing, showing off in turn the hickeys you put on his neck, “That’s weirdly fucking hot.” HIs Adamapple moved in sync with his laughs. You were going to jump this man, for real.

Your hands reached out, tugging at the waistband of his pants. “Take them off. Take everything off. Now!”

“Babe, I made you cum already and you want more? Meanwhile my dick is fucking acheing all fucking morning.” Adam grinned, moving to take his pants and underwear off. Finally.

“It’s cause you’re so sexy. I really want you- I need you, Adam. Please?” Your voice was whiny.

Adams features softened, “You have all of me, babe.” He gently lead you to lay down.

You spread your legs far apart, so Adam could comfortably fit in between them. He grasped his hard cock into his hands, pre cum beading at the tip. Adam rubbed his tip over your pussy, smearing his pre cum all over it.

“We gotta properly consummate this marriage, baby. Can’t believe our anniversary isn’t the 07.07 anymore.” His tone was light, obviously joking.

You snorted, “Ah, sorry. Will you ever forgive me?”

“Mmh, I dunno. Depends. How many kids do you want?” He smiled down on you. His finger tapped against your stomach lovingly.

Adam finally shifted around, pressing his cock against your pussy. He towered over you, his arm resting besides your head while his other hand was on your hip. His dick was pushed gently into you, the stretch was delicious. Your mouth fell open, moaning.

“You’re always so fucking wet for me.” Adam grunted out through clenched teeth.

Your hand tangled into Adam’s hair, and you pulled his face down to yours. Your lips messily entangled with Adams. His pelvis ground into your clit while his tongue messily licked over every inch of your mouth.

“Adam..Cmon, please, move?” You blinked up at, your nails ranking over his shoulders.

Adam’s brows were furrowed and his eyes kept wandering over your body. “Baby, give me a second. I think if I move now I will cum immediately. You’re too fucking pretty, shit. My pretty wife. Oh, fuck.” He was straight up panting, his teeth sunk into his lip to keep whimpers away.

Sometimes, you just gotta take matters into your own hands. Or hips. More like pelvis.

You wrapped your legs around Adam, squeezing his waist with your thighs. Lifting your hips up, you started to fuck yourself back on Adam’s cock. He chocked back moans, his hips tried to meet your thrust in stuttering movements.

Your hands gently cupped Adam’s face, “I love you, Adam. So, so much. Mhmm.” It was easy to pull him back down, so you prepped his face with kisses. He is your love, after all.

Adam’s eyes were squeezed shut, and he whimpered into the air. He buried his head into the crook of your neck, his tongue lolled out and he messily licked your neck. His hips frantically drilled into you, filling you up to the hilt. With the way a warmth filled you, and his hips came to stuttering stop, you realized Adam was dead serious about his earlier words.

Your fingers gently scratched Adam’s scalp. A sob wrecked through Adam’s body, and panic squeezed your heart. Shouldn’t you have done this? Is his ego hurt because he came so fast?

Inhaling sharply, you went to rub your hands over his shoulder soothingly. “It’s okay. It’s okay, I’m here. I love you.” You didn’t quite know what else to say.

Adam shook his head, while still hiding his face away. “Do you mean it?” His voice was quiet.

“..What?” All he does is worry you, honestly.

“..You really want me?” Adam sniffled, “You wanted to marry me and have my children? Really?”

“Yeah, of course? I wouldn’t have said yes, otherwise.” You reassured him.

Adam took a deep breath, trying to stop his tears. “I prayed for you, baby. For you to be in my life. All I ever fucking wanted, was for someone to want me.”

You cooed down at Adam, soothing him. “I do want you. Always. I’m so happy to have you in my life, and to be able to have a future with you is just such a privilege to me.”

Tugging Adam up, you gently wiped the tears from his flushed face. His lip was wobbly, and he just looked delightfully pathetic. He’s so cute, like this. Adam averted eye contact, and he didn’t let you see his face for long, since he pressed his nose in between your tits. The fact that your lingerie is still intact is a miracle to you. He nuzzled the skin.

“Let me see you. You’re my handsome husband! I wanna take a bite out of you.” You tried to encourage him.

Adam was mouthing at the fat of your tit, his cheek pressing into you. “ ‘S cause I’m irresistible, huh?”

You giggled at his words, “You really are!”

“That’s why you’re always wanting to jump onto my dick. Because I’m too handsome. I get you wet immediately.” He finally lifted his head up by himself, the grin on his lips was back.

You let your hands brush all over his shoulders and chest, “Mmh, totally. Your shoulders are so nice ‘n broad. Your chest is the best place for me to lay my head down.” Your hands continued their way down, grabbing Adam’s waist, “You’re a walking masterpiece, Adam.”

Adam’s face seemed to burn, and he was back to not looking into your eyes. Ah, a rare sight. Adam was embarrassed. “..You aren’t so bad yourself, baby.” He tried to deflect, turning the attention to you.

“You look so fucking hot. The more your stomach grows the harder my dick gets, I swear on it…You’re a true blessing, my heart.” He mumbled the last part.

“Promise?” Your nails scratched over his stomach.

“I’d make that promise in front of God, like our marriage vows.” He smiled at you.

Adam shifted, he sat up properly. He went to press your thighs against your chest, as comfortably as possible. “The fact that you have to even ask me that shows just how under fucked you are, baby. This is what happens when I let you sleep, instead of railing you into the mattress.” Adam playfully tsked down on you.

“Yeah, it’s totally all your fault. Not my growing stomach, the fact that I get more stretch marks, my nipples getting darker? Ugh.” You complained.

“Oh, I’m going to cum against just fantasizing about it!” He sighed dreamily.

You kicked your feet slightly, impatience creeping up on you. “Adam, please. I need you, I wanna cum.”

“Don’t worry, bitch. I will give it to you good.” Adam tongue poked out of his mouth.

His dick was hard again, pressed against your cervix the whole time. He slowly pulled out, just to slam himself back into you. A gasp left your lungs, pleasure making you feel weak and lightheaded.

Adam gently rolled his hips into your, watching your face with his love struck expression. You threw your arm over your face, embarrassment washed over you. He watched you so intensely and you felt incredibly exposed.

“Pretty wife, don’t hide from meeee.” Adam’s hand left your thigh and he grasped your arm to pull it away from your face. “I love you, baby.”

“Love you too.” You embarrassedly whined out.

Adam threw your one leg over his shoulder, bending down to capture your lips in his. You moaned into his mouth, nails scratching over the nape of his neck. His thrust were gentle, it seemed like he didn’t even want to pull out.

His dick twitched inside off you, and your hips involuntarily buckled up. Your whole body felt like it was vibrating with lust. Adam’s chest was rubbing against your nipples, causing you to moan.

“Adam, Adam, Adam…” You mindlessly moaned out.

Your mind felt gone, lost in a horny haze. You let your head fall back easily, Adam grunted above you. His movements sped up, he kept his rhythm up. Clenching around him, you wished you could stay in this moment forever.

“Cmon, baby. This marriage isn’t consummated properly if I don’t cream your dreamy cunt while you clench ‘n squirt around me.” Adam panted out, his neck bend down to mark your neck up.

Your hips jolted uncontrollably, you were pretty close. The tip of Adam’s dick kept slamming into your cervix, mind numbing pain and pleasure cursed through your body. His length dragged all over walls, deliciously stretching you out.

“ ‘M gonna cum, Adam.” Moaning, you dug your nails into Adam’s shoulders. Scratching his skin up.

Your eyes rolled up your head, while you felt yourself cum. Adam’s cum filled you up, leaking out of your used pussy. Adam prepped kisses over your sweaty face, smiling down at you. “My wife!” He cheerily called you.

“My husband.” You called back.

“All yours, baby.” Adam nuzzled against your cheek.

Sighing, you tapped against Adam’s face. “Please, take my leg off your shoulder. It’s starting to fall asleep.”

Adam moved, and your leg hit the mattress. You stretched it out, to get rid off the uncomfortable feeling. Your husbands body plopped down beside you on the mattress. You turned around, so you were laying on your side and facing Adam.

“You’re my love,” You whispered to him, reaching out to cup his face.

His big hand covered yours, “And you’re my heart, my blessing from the heavens.”

You giggled bashfully at his words. “You’re soo cute, love. I think we gotta start getting ready tho. Our honeymoon and all that…” Your hand waved around while talking.

“Ah, fuck. Yeah, you’re right. Shit. Let’s get this shit going, babe.”

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Observing Adam

Where I go way too deep into something that probably isn't that deep. It's long, it's long as hell.

Okay, so you'd think with how Adam talks he's just a typical misogynist, right?

This man worships pussy. So much so, he's named a whole ass angel, one of his best, Vagina. You'd say that he objectifies them and thinks of them as being lesser, but I don't think that's the whole story. In fact, I think he might be the original simp.

All of these exorcists so far have been women. All of them. He refers to them as ladies or bitches interchangeably, he sees them as being completely capable of absolutely decimating leagues of some of the most vile beings who have ever existed, and they have, to the point it was only after thousands of years that there's been a risk to this hierarchy.

He's a self-centered, egotistical, loud-mouthed, arrogant asshole, no doubt about it, but I'm beginning to suspect something now.

If Adam and Lilith were created from the same dust, if they were created as equals, I am more than willing to bet... Lilith is also a self-centered, egotistical, arrogant asshole. But, she's likely far more intelligent, composed, and duplicitous.

Lilith was allowed to refuse Adam and leave of her own free will and garnered her own independence. A new wife was created for Adam, she was replaced. My guess, is she thought Adam wouldn't be able to live without her, to come back and find herself replaced entirely, she was enraged.

I believe both Adam and Lilith were both incredibly dominant individuals who fought over ideas, thoughts, and ultimately in the bedroom as well, if we take into account the creationist stories.

I'm willing to bet she likely manipulated Lucifer into twisting humanity against its original concept. What if Lucifer's intention truly was to just spark something within Eve, like independence and thought and creation, but it was Lilith's poison within the fruit that tainted her, then subsequently Adam, with sin.

Lilith thrived in hell, while Lucifer's dreams of creation were dashed. She didn't suffer as he did, instead the power of her voice grew with hell. Her voice grew so powerful that heaven found it to be a threat, her actions instigated the beginning of exterminations.

Charlie said that when she was a little girl, she didn't know Lucifer at all. I don't think this was because of Lucifer, he's seen here, picking her up, inviting her to share in his thoughts and dreams, showing her something wonderful. Something she could see within herself.

Charlie says that it's this moment that sparked her will to fight for her dreams. Which is strange, because at the very beginning of the story, Charlie says it was her mother's dream that was passed down to her.

Lilith took Charlie away. In this scene, Lucifer wasn't done showing Charlie his thoughts and dreams, he's still yearning to show his daughter these things at this point.

Lucifer loves his daughter. He loves Charlie so, so, so much. So why wasn't he allowed to build a relationship with his daughter for the longest time? He was waiting for the opportunity to get to know her, but with how much he adores her why didn't he do it sooner? He didn't comment on 'It took you a while-' he just said he missed her smile. They don't want to be pulled apart, again.

Now, we know Vivziepop has said that Lucifer and Lilith love each other, but Lilith 'wears the pants' in the relationship. We see all of the pictures all over the walls of a supposedly happy family. I don't think the relationship was as loving as originally portrayed and Lilith is a woman who desires control above all else. She likely tried to mitigate what influence Lucifer had over their daughter when she thought his angelic thoughts and behaviors became more than what she approved of.

Lets take it back to Adam and Lute for a moment. Again, Adam is a loud mouthed idiot, he's a jerk. The moment he realizes there are demons in heaven, he's ready to go on the attack. It's only because of Lute that he didn't end up doing something absolutely idiotic.

I gotta say, Lute and Adam's relationship is an absolutely fascinating one. He's a disrespectful dick head in how he talks, but how he acts is a different story. He allows Lute to man-handle him. He does listen to her, even if he's a whiny bitch about it.

Look at him, this is the face of a man listening, a dumb one, but a dude listening all the same. He doesn't manhandle her back, he doesn't even pull away until she lets go of his collar. Of all the shit he complained about, between being grabbed and being told what to do, his biggest complaint is that she's telling him to shush.

We know that Adam is the one who suggested the exterminations to begin with, so Sera says, and this was because of the power that Lilith was amassing. To him, Lilith is a threat. Even when he was willing to move on, to go to another wife when Lilith didn't want him or want to submit to him (fair babe, he's a bit of an idiot), she came back with an angel and proceeded to manipulate his new wife Eve. This is the supposed progenitor of man-kind, the original dick (hilariously enough), the reason civilization even exists at all. He and Eve had to fight for their lives after being tempted with the fruit. They had immortality, they had no ideas of shame, they were supposedly 'innocent' creatures before Lilith and Lucifer came along. He and Eve had to fight tooth and nail to survive after being cast from Eden. I think it shows in how willing and ready he is to take lead and do what he believes needs to be done, now out of a need for entertainment rather than a need to defend or protect. But, he still stopped to listen to Lute's advice. In the mythological story of Adam and Eve, Adam is the one who has to tell Eve that god said don't eat the fruit. Eve never heard god speak to her, so she was vulnerable to the snake's manipulations. She will now die because she ate it, and because she did not want Adam to take another wife, convinced him to eat it unknowingly. Funnily enough, Adam tried to explain to god that 'she lied to me and gave me the fruit' and in this actual mythology, Adam was punished for listening to his wife. Even without mentioning Lilith in the original mythology, Eve didn't want Adam to take another wife, so when we consider it within the context of Hazbin Hotel, it may be likely that's how it went down. Eve knew of Lilith, knew that she could be replaced, and decided that she would take Adam with her.

I believe that Adam does and did rely on the women in his life to help him with direction. I think Adam knows he can be an idiot and is willing to listen, even if he doesn't agree with what he's hearing. He did listen to Charlie in the beginning, he just didn't believe in her, like everyone else and he, out of anyone there, probably had the most reason not to. Cain and Abel were his and Eve's sons, his own child became the first murderer. Out of jealousy, the same kind of jealousy that no doubt has caused Lilith to act how she did. Adam isn't going to have empathy for sinners. His family, his legacy, were filled with the original sinners. He probably had to kill his son Cain in hell during the first exterminations. What do you think he would have had to feel, if it came to be a fact that sinners could be redeemed? That maybe his son, could've been redeemed? Or any of his progeny for that matter? How did it feel when his sons, his progeny, weren't given the same mercy as the Hellborn that Lucifer managed to keep protected through some deal with the angels or god? Not to mention that Charlie could've been his daughter. Charlie is the product of the people who completely and totally destroyed the paradise he'd been born into. She's the daughter who is protected and immune from the slaughter while all of his sons and daughters are judged and killed. I believe, even though he was a dickish prankster to Charlie, he was surprisingly patient and even somewhat amicable, willing to even ask her how her weekend was like he was just trying to get to know her.

Adam could just see all of the angels under his employ as being disposable. He doesn't have to name them, or think about them in any individual fashion. But, he knows Vaggie, recognized her instantly. Thought she was badass. Lute's the one who saw her, tore her wings off, and walked away. I'm surprised they even let her live, because this just goes against everything they're doing. They're an army and they saw one of their own showing empathy to the enemy.

Look at this dumb ass. He's being a shit-head, a dick, a bastard. But, he admires Vaggie's ability to pull Charlie, congratulates her, this dude isn't even judging her for being a lesbian. I don't think it's because he objectifies women, this dude loves women, he just does. He respects fellow vagina lovers. I don't think he respects liars in the slightest though. He's being underhanded, he's trying to be manipulative (he's not very good at it). I think he's brutally open and honest about everything and that's probably one of the reasons he's such a bastard anyways, because sometimes you just need to shut-up and he's not good at that.

I don't think he respects Sera for that either, he's more than willing to let others know what the hell he's doing, but under Sera's lead, he can't be open about it. I don't think it's his jam to act this way, it's why he sucks so bad at it and I think that's why Lilith is so antithetical to him. I also think that's why he's possibly even being manipulated.

It's kind of crazy that Adam is the only one who tries to come up with what allows someone to get into heaven. So here's his list: 1. Act Selfless: Maybe at one point he was! He had to have been, to be one of the progenitors of mankind, he would have had to work, sacrifice, and give to his wife and children for them all to survive. Eve would have had to do the same, no doubt. He may not seem selfless, due to his raunchy behavior, but he's served heaven since he's been there. He's served humanity in some kind of facet. 2. Don't Steal: Considering the only other humans are his spawn, he likely had to try and get them to not steal from one another for them all to have an equal opportunity of survival. He and Eve likely both knew they would need to work together to survive.

3. Stick it to the man: This, however, is interesting. Who is 'The Man' he speaks of? God? The only other people over him or were equal to him were women. He speaks like a rocker, and I think in this case he's using the term 'The Man' in a gender neutral way. I think he allowed some amount of Authority to Lilith when they were supposed to be seen as equals, it comes so naturally to him as a character when it comes to the other women he's been interacting with. I think she is the 'man' that he's been sticking it to- Pun somewhat intended. ((This third one may also simply be a tongue in cheek reference to when Alex Brightman played Dewey in School of Rock on Broadway! Thank you to the user who brought this to my attention!))

Adam is a bit of a hypocrite, isn't he? He likes to fuck, he's made that abundantly clear. Full of lust you could say. It was his original purpose after all, and he is judging Angel Dust for something he probably would've done himself at one point or has considered doing (maybe not the having sex with men part). Angel Dust does all of these things, Adam doesn't even deny it. He even looks nervous. He's angry, but doesn't deny that Angel has done those things. He doesn't explain it away or try to lie or move the goal posts, he's just asking what is an actually very valid question.

Why isn't Angel Dust there if he can do things equal to what Adam himself hasn't done? Serenity continues that line of thought. It isn't until Charlie is realizing no one knows what it takes to get into heaven.

Adam is more than willing to let Lute take the lead here, he's willing to give her the stage to clap back, he's giving her back-up antics. By all means, they could be pushing and fighting one another, there could easily be body language expressing something other than their general comfort around one another. They aren't fighting for a spotlight like you'd expect Adam to try and do considering his egotistical attitude.

Adam fucking sucks at keeping his mouth shut and he sucks at lying. He nearly blew the secret out of the bag once, this time, Sera is the only one who tries to stop him and to be honest? Lute looks a bit too thrilled at it. He knows he fucked up, but he doesn't think it's a big deal that anyone would know. For fucks sake, they've already condemned souls, his progeny, to suffer. What's the big deal if he kills them?

I have to re-iterate what's happening here. Charlie is proud she caused this chaos, that she caused these angels to fight amongst themselves, even if in this case it's a good thing. But, this is like history repeating itself to Adam, the reflection of his ex-wife, entering his domain, causing strife among his people, being happy about it.

And the venom he expresses when it comes to the 'liar' portion, god Alex Brightman destroyed when he got to this portion specifically. There is some vehement disgust in his tone when he says liar.

Adam isn't a good person now. But, I think he used to be a good person. By all means, Adam himself could've been the first murderer when his wife made her mistake. He, at one point in time, had to have been good enough to foster civilization itself with Eve. Both good and bad. Adam's original purpose was to be fruitful and multiply. Ordained by god (or maybe just angels) himself, divine power directed and created him to fuck. He didn't chase his ex-wife down, he was given a new one, Lilith was allowed to leave. When he left things alone, when he tried to move on, his ex-wife and a scorned angel destroyed the paradise he was in with Eve. He had to struggle and toil, he had to feel shame in his own body. He had to find out his first born son was the first murderer. His second son killed. We don't know if this is going to be canon in the story, a lot has changed, and if Adam is the first soul who reached heaven, then what did happen to Abel? Was Abel considered a sinner? Or did Cain kill Abel after Adam had passed? Either way, he had to witness his children kill, he had to watch his descendants behave in a range from saints and monsters. He's seen genocides, he's seen famine, war. Adam is desensitized to the plights of his descendants. Maybe he even saw it as a duty to cleanse the universe of their existence at one point, because they were his responsibility.

At the end of this episode, he is properly scolded by Sera and does seem ashamed of himself. He isn't huffy, he is reminded that he should be ashamed of acting that way.

I love Lute's enthusiasm, she's absolutely brutal when talking about Vaggie and with how she handled Vaggie. I think it's funny that Lute is so brutal she's even made Adam uncomfortable. It's cute that he's made uncomfortable by the excitement and all he does is tell Lute, the premier hype woman over here, to chill. She's so proud of herself too, look at her.

He fully expects these exorcist bad bitches to go in there and fuck shit up. But, you know it's hilarious that he's throwing horns? This dude, this angel. First human soul in heaven, loving rock n' roll, the devil's music, and throwing motherfucking horns. It's poetic really. I think we can probably assume where things are going.

Now, this is the first point we've seen Adam being a real piece of shit to Lute. I don't think Adam likes it when people think he's too dumb to notice something, especially something so damn obvious. This is such a drastic moment of vitriolic, uncontrolled anger directed towards Lute. Adam knows he isn't the brightest tool in the shed. He likely knows he's obtuse and misses shit. It's why he sucks at lying, he knows he's not smart. That is why I think he's afforded women opportunities to direct him without fighting back against their advice and their choices. I'm sure Lilith made it obvious how dumb she thinks Adam is. I'm wondering if this might be where their ground breaking fight might've come from. Who's to say he didn't allow Lilith to take the lead, or listen to her like he's done with Lute here and now? Perhaps to an even greater point? He listened to Eve and ate from the fruit of knowledge and he was punished for it. Being seen as so dumb he can't formulate a simple fact is a sore spot for him.

Adam is incredibly powerful. It took a bit out of him to exercise that power, probably because he's out of practice just like Lucifer said. At one point, he probably wasn't so sloppy and weak willed. He's gotten lazy. Sloth like.

I think it got real personal here. How viscerally and personally he attacked Charlie. No one but Charlie truly thought sinners could be redeemed, or that they were even worth it. Not even one of the original sinners. Maybe he never considered the possibility, maybe what happened really did make him see the world as black and white to cope with that happened to him, his wife, his children. Charlie's desire to fight this idea would destroy the foundation for all of his coping through the years. He stopped seeing them as family, even though he's grandiose about his founding role in humanity. Does that itch the guilt that may lurk under the surface?

I don't think Adam thought much of Charlie at all. I don't think he had any intention of coming to kill her in the beginning, despite seeing her, despite who her parents were. But, I think with the constant push, with how eager she was to disrupt the pre-conceived idea of order, it reminded Adam and reflected her parents so much, he was eager to kill her for revenge against them. I think this electrical interference on the mask is a direct reflection of sin. Namely, wrath, in this moment.

Now, this. THIS. Is something that made me want to write this whole fucking essay. Is Lucifer implying that he not only gave Eve the Fruit from the tree of knowledge, but FUCKED HER TOO? Homies, I'm sorry but holy shit. That is some hydrating tea. I'd be pretty pissed too, fucked over twice by women who were supposed to be literal soul mates, who you were made for, who were made for you?

I knew he would have a goatee, I could almost hear it. I gotta say, I'm a sucker for how he looks. I think he's hot. He is a bastard, but so are a lot of the hot dudes in this show. It's just a theme.

This exact series of lines prompted so many of the thoughts that I had about Adam and why he thinks or acts the way he does. At one point, Adam did have to work himself to the bone and learn to survive from scratch alongside Eve. He isn't entirely without cause to not think that he deserves some respect or recognition from his descendants.

But, that doesn't give him the right to act like god himself. It's... well... Blasphemous. Isn't it? One of the worst sins is to think yourself to be worthy of worship, as if you're a god.

This is the moment that gave me empathy for them both. You could probably see the kind of loving person Adam could have been at one point with how he looks at Lute, even as he's laying there, dying. He's not crying like a bitch, just looking at Lute softly. Lute screaming for him, screaming his name. They cared for each other deeply.

And this... and this.... and this. WHAT DEAL DID YOU MAKE, LILITH? Did you make it with Sera? Did you make it with Adam? Did you make it with Lute? Did you really just want a little 'vacay' away from the hell you helped create? Left her husband, depressed and lonely. Left her daughter without any care or guidance. Maybe Alastor was sent in her place, perhaps? Seven years since he was seen after all, but why wouldn't he show up sooner if Lilith did care? Did she make a deal with Lute and Adam? Did she let Adam smash it so she could stay in heaven? Did Lute let her stay in exchange for getting Adam out of a position of power? Or was it maybe Sera who commissioned Lilith with a deal? Either way, I'm in full belief that it wasn't Adam's idea to move the extermination day up. I think he's a patsy, a scapegoat. I think Lute may have been manipulated, potentially, into manipulating Adam into this position. Was it even really Adam who came up with the idea to do the exterminations? Or was he the one who simply decided to fight originally because he was told heaven was at risk due to Lilith's rising power? The Road to Hell is Paved with Good Intentions. I think it could be any number of these. Either way, Lute certainly does think she had authority over Lilith. Is it Lute just having hubris? Or is Lilith truly bound, just like Alastor, Husk, and Angel Dust?

Of course, now that we know a soul can be redeemed... and we certainly know that angels can fall. I don't think this will be the last we see of Adam.

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