#alpha lucifer

[thief-of-eggs]

Thinking about an omegaverse radioapple au (still with asexual Alastor) where Alastor is always on suppressants- he hasn’t had a heat in ages (and when he does, they’re never the most pleasant, seeing as he’d rather die than take a lover to bed, even if it would ease the pain)

But having all the new inhabitants in the hotel messes with things, and then he misses a dose of his suppressants and before he knows it- he can feel a heat coming on.

Lucifer can scent it on him, no matter how much the demon tries to hide it. He picks up the particular sweetness of it one night, after Alastor had been missing all day, and with concern growing in his gut- he follows it.

He follows the scent until he’s at Alastor’s bedroom, and he knows he shouldn’t enter- they’ve been together for a little while, but their relationship is still shaky, and if Alastor chose to go to his own bedroom instead of the one they share, then he must have wanted pace- and Lucifer is just about to turn away, until he hears a pained moan, and he can’t help himself.

He pushes inside, finding Alastor laying in a ball in the corner of his room, curled up in a mound of blankets and pillows, shirts of Lucifer’s in his little nest, little pieces of his favorite person scattered around him- and he looks terrible.

His ears are flat on his head, his whole body is trembling and covered in sweat. He doesn’t even notice Lucifer come in, not until the angel is standing before him-

“Leave,” he spits, even as Lucifer’s calming scent washes over him. His whole body aches, every muscle screaming.

Lucifer pauses, his heart aching to see Alastor so pained. “Isn’t there anything I can do to help?”

And Alastor is about to tell him to go fuck himself, when Lucifer suddenly sinks to his knees, reaching out to brush the hair from Alastor’s face- and the contact eases a bit of the fire in his skin, soothes a bit of the raging in his gut.

He doesn’t push him away. Instead, despite himself, he leans his cheek into Lucifer’s palm. Closing his eyes as he breathes in the familiar scent of his alpha.

He hates everything about the position he’s in. Hates how vulnerable, how exposed, how utterly pathetic he is. But the longer Lucifer stays beside him, his scent filling Alastor’s lungs- the more he finds he cannot bear to drive Lucifer out.

He doesn’t say anything. Doesn’t express what he needs, doesn’t communicate his wants. He just grabs Lucifer’s wrist and pulls him closer, tugging the blonde into his little nest, where he promptly curls up in his arms.

It’s more contact than he usually allows, but for once, his skin is not prickling every place they meet. Instead, his body feels warm from Lucifer’s touch, a pleasant glow filling his whole being.

Perhaps this is how touch often feels for everyone else.

Lucifer stays with him then, until the worst of his heat is over. Fully clothed, they lay in eachother’s embrace, Alastor allowing Lucifer to scent him, allowing him to card his fingers through his hair, allowing him to run his hand up and down his back.

It’s awful. It’s humiliating.

And it’s also the first time one of his heats has ever been bearable.

(edit: i made this a fic!!! read it here!)

[inubaki]

The Bite

Adam found peace under the refreshing shade of a large, leafy tree in the Garden of Eden. Despite the warmth of the day, he was hardly aware of it, so absorbed was he in his thoughts. Samael had instructed him to wait in that exact spot, and Adam's anticipation was palpable, filling him with a joyful restlessness. Although he treasured Samael's company, he also had a pressing question that weighed heavily on his mind.

Adam's face lit up with a joyful smile when he heard the distinct sound of angelic wings approaching. The soft rustle of feathers grew closer until Samael landed gracefully beside him. "Samael!" Adam exclaimed, his eyes sparkling with happiness. The angel's lips curved into a warm smile, and Adam eagerly embraced him. "Hello, Adam. It's good to see you," Samael purred as he held the First Man close, conveying a sense of genuine affection and comfort.

"Now, you said you had something important to tell me?" Samael asked, and suddenly, Adam didn't look so happy anymore. "Yes...it's...about what the other angels have told me." He murmured. The Alpha tilted his head and waited for him to say what he wanted.

"It's about my presentation," Adam whispered anxiously. The angels were concerned about the fact that he hadn't presented yet but he couldn't make up his mind. He couldn't deny that he shared their worry. The angels had always emphasized that Alphas and Omegas were destined for each other, perfectly designed to complement one another. But a troubling thought lingered in Adam's mind: What if he didn't present as an Omega and chose to be an Alpha? Would Samael, the Alpha he admired so deeply, still desire him?

Samael seemed to sense his worries and he smiled as he brought Adam close. "Is that what this is about?" He rubbed a hand gently through brown locks and smiled affectionately. "I don't care what you present as, Adam. You will always belong to me." Adam blushed heavily but still looked uncertain.

The Archangel hummed before shifting Adam's weight to lay on him more. "It seems you don't quite believe your angel." He shook his head teasingly as Adam looked up at him guiltily. "I was just—"

"I think I need to prove to you that I don't care." Cool hands glided over his skin making Adam shiver. It always felt so good to be this close to Samael. "Now, be my good boy and hold still for your Alpha." Adam whimpered and obeyed as cold lips found his warm ones.

Samael didn't need to do much to take control, smirking down at him as Adam trembled in his arms. "Adam. I don't care what you present as. Alpha. Omega. You will always be mine. Always." Adam nodded as the angel found his way to his neck, sniffing the forming scent gland.

The First Man gasped, not used to the sensation of his very new scent gland being prodded at by Samael. "You already smell so sweet..." Adam groaned when he felt a tongue lick the gland before going to the other side of his neck to suck on the gland there. Adam was a moaning mess at this point, loving every bit of loving touch of his angel.

If he chose to be an Omega, then the right gland would disappear, and vice-versa for an Alpha. Samael chuckled deeply before he bit down on the right side of Adam's neck. The First Man moaned high and needy as blood, though he didn't understand what blood was, trickled down his neck. The red coating his skin and the grass below.

Samael bit harder, ensuring that it would stick before releasing that gland. Adam panted and whimpered, his eyes glazed as the Archangel moved him over to the side to get better access to the other side of his neck. "You are mine Adam. No one else can have you. Only me." And with that sentence said, Samael bit the unmarked gland.

This seemed to cause more of a reaction this time, his eyes widening and filling with tears of pain and pleasure. More blood trickled out as the Archangel bit hard and Adam shook as he was claimed in every sense of the word.

Samael let him go with a smirk, his human twitching in his arms. There. Now no one could have him.

Now, Samael was about to kiss Adam when suddenly he heard a booming voice yell, "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!" The Archangel's eyes widened when he saw Sera's glowing light fill the Garden. Normally, it was warm, if not a bit stuffy. This time Samael could sense how angry she was.

Sera approached them swiftly, and before Samael could react, she forcefully took Adam from his arms and held him tightly to examine him closely. The First Human whimpered and extended his arms towards Samael, seeking comfort from his mate. "Hey, stop! You'll hurt him!" The Archangel growled in frustration.

Sera noticed Adam trying to wiggle free and scowled. "Samael. How dare you taint our Father's work like this...you've...marked both sides?! How—how could you?! That was for his wife! Not for you!"

Samael tried to speak up but Adam had beat him to it. "Please...I wanted it...I—I need my Mate!" This only served to make Sera even more angry. 

"I'm ending this...this whore's game!" She cried. Samael tried to stop her, but it was too late, and he wasn't fast enough. Sera's hand glowed with holy light, bright and dangerous, and she forced it to Adam's neck. 

Samael and Adam screamed, their bond burning their bodies. Tears streamed down Adam's face as the holy light burned such a vital part of him shut. The hand pulled away before it was shoved back to his body on the other side of his neck.

"AAAARRRGGH!" Adam wailed out as the burning sensation returned. Samael would have tried to stop it if he wasn't in pain too, the connection severing and they both screamed as it was shattered.

"I hope you're happy Lucifer. You've ruined Adam. He no longer will be an Alpha or an Omega. He is something else. Something lesser." Samael could only watch as she took him away, tears clouding his vision. "You are not allowed in the Garden."

XxX

Adam found himself awakening in the Garden, feeling a searing sensation in his neck as he sat up. His mind was foggy and he struggled to collect his thoughts. As he reached up to rub his neck, a sharp, shooting pain caused him to cry out in agony. As he released his throbbing neck, he gazed around, bewildered by his lack of memory and the confusion of the situation.

What had happened? What was going on? Why couldn't Adam remember anything? 

"Samael?" He called out, longing for the comforting presence of his angel. As he waited, he couldn't help but wonder why Samael was taking so much time to respond. Typically, his angel would appear within moments of being called upon. Maybe he couldn't hear him in the Garden?

"Samael?!" He shouted once more, straining to make his voice heard. He desperately searched for his familiar scent, that comforting blend of musk and angelic essence. Panic gripped him as he realized he couldn't detect anything familiar. He could smell the fruit on the nearby tree, the freshness of the air, and the vegetation around him. However, the elusive scent of the angels had vanished completely.

He felt tremors throughout his entire body, as if a fundamental part of him had been forcibly taken away. Adam had always been able to locate Samael by his distinct scent. But what if Samael was in the Garden and Adam simply couldn't detect his presence? Frantically, he wandered through the Garden, desperately calling out for Samael but unable to catch even a trace of his scent.

As Adam cried out, "SAMAEL!" tears welled up in his eyes, and he collapsed to the ground. He wondered if his nose was broken but hoped that if he could just get it working again, he could follow Samael's comforting scent. In a daze, he made his way to a nearby stream and immersed his head in the water.

Adam attempted to clear his nose by plunging his head into the stream repeatedly, hoping to restore his sense of smell. In his desperation, he even tried to inhale the water, but this left him coughing and in tears. Despite his efforts, he remained unable to detect Samael's scent.

Adam, in a desperate attempt to restore his sense of smell, smashed his nose with a nearby rock. Red liquid fell from his nose, and Adam cried out from the pain, but he still couldn't smell Samael. Adam let out a gut-wrenching sob as he cradled his body by the stream. His tears mixed with the red liquid and hitting the dirt floor.

Adam continued to sob and wail, his nose throbbing with pain and he hacked up the red stuff. Why couldn't he smell like he did before? Was he...broken?

"Samael...where are you?" Adam muttered as he drifted into unconsciousness.

—- I commissioned a story from @libby-for-life! People were asking for a story to this

and since I cannot write, I commissioned them for one. Please check out Libby-for-Life’s page if you would like to commission them as well. -this was the first Adamsapple picture I ever made. So nostalgic! Thank you @m-d-tr1 for watercoloring my picture!

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[things-arent-what-they-seem66]

Ok, just listen to me

what about another Sinner Adam deal au, only this time is a little different…

inspired by a past post of yours I saw

Adam comes back he used to be an alpha but is now an omega. For his full protection Lucifer will give not only that but as well as to let Adam live his afterlife in Hell in complete comfort.

All Adam has to do now is…to give him babies, to be basically a breeding mare

Adam blinked owlishly at the King in front of him. Did he hear him right? "Can you fucking repeat that?"

Lucifer rolled his eyes, he knew Adam heard what he said. "What's the big deal? You'll be safe, live in the lap of luxury, and you'll be getting laid on the regular."

"Except I'm not just getting laid, you want me to be your fucking baby factory." Adam snarled. "Why would you even want to?"

Lucifer looked Adam up and down as if undressing him with his eyes. He had a thing for the first humans fucking sue him. "I've always wanted more kids than Charlie. Don't get me wrong, I love her to death. But Lilith was cursed to never have kids and if she did they would die at birth. Charlie was lucky. But you...." Lucifer gave Adam a feral smile that sent a shiver down the new sinners spine. "You were blessed to be super fertile and have lots of kids."

Adam frowned. "I thought sinners couldn't have kids?"

"But you're no mere sinner are you, Adam? You're special, you always have been." He knew the praise would go to Adams head. "Besides, you really think anyone out there is going to stop if you tell them it hurts? Take care of you when you inevitably end up pregnant? No." The thought of anyone else fucking Adam made his blood boil.

Adam knew this was his best bet, he just hated that it was his best bet. Lucifer was right, he would only know suffering on the streets of Hell. He looked at the golden floating paper, it was waiting for him to sign it.

Reluctantly, Adam grabbed the pen and slowly signed his name on the dotted line, literally selling his life away. Golden chains appeared around his neck, they led to Lucifer's hand where he was holding the end.

Lucifer let them disappear. "Good, now." He pushed Adam back on the bed, when did they get to a bedroom!? Adam felt panic hit him at how much he fucked up. "Relax."

"Relax!? Why don't you-" The words died in his throat when he smelled something, something that instantly calmed Adams nerves making him almost docile. "You...."

"Relax darling and trust me. Now." Lucifer placed his hands on Adams knees and spread his legs wide open. "It's time to fulfill your end of the deal."

[talesfromawannabejournalist]

Adam apple high school AU PT 3

(this is a pretty long one so bear with me)

. On the very first day at his new school, Lucifer had felt as though his soul had been stripped away from his body, the reason being...Adam Mann

. You see everything was going fine he was given a schedule of his classic, and a basic tour of where his classes were, and everything seemed to go well during his introduction as the new student during first period

. sure, when he said his name, he got a weird look from this one girl in the middle row, but he just ignored it

. it wasn't until after class when he was waking to his next class, and he accidentally bumped into the one person he never thought he would see again that it's kind of all went to Hell

Lucifer: I'm so sorry! I didn't see where I was going, are you alright?

Adam: yeah, I'm fine no skin off...YOU!

Lucifer: A, Adam!?

. Lucifer would hardly believe it, the most beautiful person that he had ever known was right before his eyes, and as it couldn't be even more possible was even more beautiful than ever

. His face was more defined as he had a small stubble on his chin, he had gotten taller too, his soft brown eyes had a sort of golden shine to them, and his scent was even stronger than ever before his scent was of freshly peeled oranges with a hint of soft soil

. but the most prominent feature about him would be his body and his body, oh holy mercy it had curves not the normal amount of curves the usual omega had he had curves for days, right from the top of his perky chest to his soft tummy, all the way down to his big thighs, then to end it was his big juicy booty, though (of course, he didn't see it till after Adam left, but he was only looking respectfully he swears!)

. But before he could fully admire the angel before him he was suddenly pressed up against the lockers with the once lovely scent turned sour as Adam glared down at the person who was responsible for ruining his life back in middle school

. Lucifer gulped, both in horniness and fear(but mostly for being a horny little gremlin)

Lucifer: listen, I know we didn't leave on good terms, but

Adam: But nothing! you stay out of my way here and I'll stay out of your way, got that pipsqueak!?

Lucifer: Pipsqueak?! (before he could say anything else Adam turned around, skirt swishing as he did so, and stomped off. And all Lucifer could process were these cold facts, the one who got away is here, he’s even more hot than ever, and he hates his guts

. this was going to be the longest semester of his fucking life

-

. a month and a half had passed since the incident, and neither Lucifer nor Adam could barely even tolerate being in the same room together let alone speak to one another

. Lucifer has tried to talk to Adam during this time when he sees him outside of class or when they do have class together tries to sit next to or at least near him

. however it keeps failing for him because A. Adam doesn’t want anything to do with him, and B. His guard dog Lute won’t even let him look at Adam’s general direction let alone try and go near him

. it all comes to a head one day when out in the school football field sitting on the bleachers, waiting for Adam to finish lacrosse team practice, once he saw he was done he waved and called out to him to get his attention

. luckily Adam did acknowledge him with an eye roll and walked over to him

. Lucifer gave himself a mental fist bump as they finally were going to clear the table and maybe Lucifer would finally be able to tell Adam how he felt

. which is why it made so much sense that the plan went to shit

. see while rushing down the bleacher steps he slipped on the last few steps causing him to trip and fall of landing on top of Adam

. at first Lucifer thinks he must have landed right on his stomach because the body part he lands on is soft and squishy…with a space in between

. he slowly lifts himself away to see that he had landed right on Adam’s breasts, a fiery blush spreads all across his upper body as his eyes look into Adam’s shocked/disgusted filled ones

Lucifer: I’m sorry, I’m so so sorry it was a complete accident, I swear!

. he didn’t get a chance to say anything else as he was picked up by the scruff, thrown off of Adam, and was proceeded beaten by Lute

. Adam was in a daze for a minute as he tried to understand what the actual Hell happened

. his attention was then focused on the fight between Lucifer and Lute fighting on the ground

. that was really bad for two reasons, they were still on school grounds and if the coach came back those two would be on grounds for expulsion while he was more worried about Lute getting into trouble, he couldn't help but feel a ping of worry in his chest for Lucifer, damn omega instinct, reason number two was that two alphas fighting especially over an omega can more often than not turn bloody

. So, scrambling to his feet, he made his way over to the small crowd where the girls from the team were watching the fight, some even egging it on

. He pushed his way through them and saw Lucifer had Lute pinned under him with his fist raised up ready to strike her

. Adam ran towards them and tried to pull Lucifer off when he suddenly felt a hand hit right in the eye, he falls backwards and clutches his eye while whimpering in pain

. both alphas stop immediately and turn their attention to the omega in distress

. Lucifer gets off the female alpha and rushes towards Adam, while Lute stays frozen in place not believing that she hit Adam, on accident of course she didn't expect he'd be on the crossfire she just wanted to get Lucifer off

Lucifer: Holy shit, are you okay!? here let me take a look

. at first, Adam tried to just leave but Lucifer kept him still while giving a pleading look he sighed and allowed the alpha to look him over Adam's eye appeared to be swollen and starting to throb

Adam: is it bad?

Lucifer: It's not so bad that you'd need an eye patch just need to get something cold on it, come on let's get you home

. Despite his own injuries he helps Adam up and starts to lead him away as the crowd slowly starts to dissipate now that the fight was over

Lute: WAIT ADAM I'M SO SORRY IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!

. Adam turns his head slightly and says in a frustrated tone

Adam: Not now Lute, just, not now, I'll text you later ok?

. Lute doesn't say anything as she watches from the ground in complete shock as Adam allows himself to be taken away by that little demon

---

. after carefully maneuvering around the school so no one would see them in their current predicament they made it over to the student parking lot where a small white car resided

. Lucifer unlocked it with a push of his key's button, went to the passenger side to open the door for Adam, and went to his side to start the car, before turning to Adam

Lucifer: do you mind giving me your address?

Adam: No, please don't it's my aunt's day off and she'll freak the fuck out if she sees this.

. he says while referring to his damaged eye

Lucifer: ok I get it, um well, if your comfortable with it, are you okay with coming back to my house? I can get you the right medical aid you need

. Adam doesn't say anything as he silently nods

. The drive there is silent and tense as Adam's attention is solely focused on what is happening out the window, while Lucifer keeps checking on him every so often

. They soon made it to a high-class condo complex, they park in front of one and Lucifer quickly opens his door to open Adam's and helps him out

. They head inside and Lucifer calls out to Uriel, he breathes a sigh of relief when he gets no response

Lucifer: Ok were good, let me take you to the kitchen

. There he gets Adam a bag full of ice and he gently places it on his eye, wincing from the slight flinch from the cold

Lucifer: you need anything else? are you hungry or thirsty?

Adam: all I need now is how to tell my Aunt on how I got this, though shouldn't you be more concerned with your own injuries?

Lucifer: I think the worst I got was a bump on the head, I'm ok

. It was true that while he had some bruises he was mostly a-ok

Lucifer: but if you really need an excuse for her, just say you accidentally ran into a door while rushing to class

. suddenly Adam's phone starts to buzz he picks it up and sighs seeing the caller's ID

Adam: speak of the devil (answers it) hey Aunt Sera, no I uh stopped at Mcdonald's for an after practice snack with a friend, yeah I know they cause people to get fat but guess what that sentiment can't really be applied to me when I'm already fat, no that's not sarcasm that is stating facts, uh huh, yeah, yeah I'll be home soon ok, I don't know an hour soon ok? See you then, yeah love you too

. he ends the call and looks at Lucifer

Adam: ok, situation averted, for now at least, so

Lucifer: So?

Adam: (sighs and looks straight into Lucifer's eyes) you have exactly thirty minutes and explain why the Hell you've been trying to follow me around and won't just leave me alone? I mean if you're trying to apologize over what happened in Eden you're doing a pretty shitty job at it

Lucifer: I, I'm sorry but while I did want to talk to you about the whole Eden situation, I don't see why I have to apologize for anything

Adam: um ok how about you stealing my girlfriend then making me feel like complete shit by constantly following me around and trying to shove your tongue down her throat, oh! and let's not forget the rumors that destroyed my reputation, because I know you and Lilith were the ones that start them!

Lucifer: first of all, YOU broke up with Lilith first I think that made it perfectly ok for me to "Steal your girlfriend" second I didn't start those rumors I swear I didn't Lilith must've said something to her friends and those friends said something to their friends and it probably spiraled out of control from there, thirdly Lilith was the one to drag me to those places I swear it was a giant coincidence

Adam: Broke up with her, what the Hell are you talking about I didn't break up with her she broke up with me by being a slut!

Lucifer: what about Eve then?! the girl you left Lilith for!

Adam: You mean Eve my cousin?

Lucifer: what?

Adam: Eve is my cousin, and she was a new student there and I was just helping her settle in!

Lucifer: I, I, you're not lying to me, are you?

Adam: What the actual fuck would I earn by lying to you?! No, I'm not lying she was the one who fucking cheated on me why don't you get that?!

. Lucifer took a shaky breath and turned away eyes going wide in realization

Lucifer: she lied; she's been playing me this whole time

Adam: YES! finally you see the truth, she was a lying cheating alpha whore who only cared about her own wants and needs

Lucifer: A, Adam I, I am so, so fucking sorry I swear I didn't know I just I swear if I knew the truth I wouldn't have done that...if it makes you feel any better, she wasn't the best girlfriend to me either

Adam: Makes me feel a little better

Lucifer: I don't know how I'm going to make it up to you, actually I have an idea

Adam: what is it?

Lucifer: this Friday I don't know if your aware but there's a festival happening at school and if you're ok with it, why don't you let me take you? we could have fun and get to know each other better, get to know the real us, not the version's Lilith's lies had created; so what do you say wanna do it?

Adam: Uh I

. Adam didn't know what to say to an offer like that, he literally just spilled his guts to someone who he held onto a great amount of resent towards, or he at least he did once the realization that Lucifer was used just like he was, he supposed that maybe he could give him a second chance

Adam: sure, what's the harm

---

. Later when Lucifer drops Adam off in front of his house, he walks him to his door when Adam turns to address him

Adam: Well, I'll see you later, I I'm glad we had this chance to finally clear the air

Lucifer: me too

. Lucifer gives him a soft smile which caused Adam to blush then in a last-minute decision Adam places a soft kiss on his cheek, Lucifer's face turns to a deep Scarlett and before he had a chance to react Adam went inside closing the door

. Lucifer's lips split open into a goofy grin as he sways his way back to the car in a lovesick manner

. Inside Adam reels from realization from what he just did when he suddenly hears his aunt

Sera: Oh good your back hopefully you didn't ruin your appetite because dinner is, IS THAT A BLACK EYE?!

. Oh shit he forgot about that

(sorry it’s late, hope you liked it)

[depraveddame]

The second chapter of my omegaverse fic Tempt, is up!

Hello all 💖 This immediately follows the first chapter after omega Crowley returns home after visiting a glory hole in a sex club and getting his mouth fucked and knotted by alpha Aziraphale, where we find out he's the mate of Lucius (my Lucifer in AUs) and they're in a lovingly passionate polyamorous relationship. He finally gets the knot he's craving and we find out a bit more about Aziraphale in this universe as well as Lucius.

CW’s: Vaginal knotting, Daddy kink, sub bottom Crowley, Dom Lucifer, top Lucifer, polyamory, open relationships, jealousy/possessiveness kink, scent kink, cunnilingus, dirty talk, slight slut shaming, mafia/organized crime AU, slight feminization

Excerpt:

“Oh, baby,” he murmurs, his voice as velvety as the caramel that drips from it, and his pupils are expanding, they’re nearly obscuring the green of his irises, “someone’s worked my demon up into quite a frenzy, haven’t they? How many times did you come— three?”

“Twice,” Crowley whimpers as he kicks his stilettos off and climbs onto the massive bed to crawl on top of Lucius, straddling his hips and immediately grinding down onto him as he bends to kiss his inked neck with a mouth so needy to be occupied despite the soreness of his jaw, the smoky sweet taste of his alpha’s fragrant skin both a balm and accelerant to his want.

It’s a relief to be so close to his mate even after a few hours apart, it’s a marrow deep righteousness that even temporarily soothes the cavernous ache inside as his slick drenched inner thighs bracket massively strong ones, as he sinks down into his lap and blankets the hardening length of Lucius with his cunt. His alpha keeps breathing deeply as the thunder in his chest grows louder and more primal, and Crowley knows he’s smelling the alien alpha scent clinging to him, he’s cataloging the notes and memorizing the pheromones mingling with his own.

The way his purr blooms into an envy tinged yet feral growl as his cock twitches between Crowley’s legs is a rather decent indicator that he likes this particular cocktail of aromas; he clenches in response as Lucius starts luxuriously licking his neck between drawing calculating breaths through his nose, no doubt tasting the remnants of Aziraphale’s come that had escaped from Crowley’s mouth as he’d knotted it, his mouth a hungry inferno all over Crowley’s sensitive skin. He lifts his head to rest against Lucius’, granting him better access to his neck and jaw, his own gently humming purr peppered with whines and mewls as he keeps chasing delicious friction with shakily rocking hips.

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Continue on AO3!

I know this isn’t eveyone’s cup of tea but if you read it I hope you’ll enjoy it! I’ve been in love with Crowley/Lucifer as a pairing but haven’t seen them in positive healthy relationships, so I have set out to change that 😂✨

@goodomensafterdark

[lilacwriter07]

female Beta Adam x Alpha Lucifer part 2

Adam loves nights like this, when the world (or Hell) is just quiet . And the glow down of sex cools down .

Lucifer snoring away on her chest, purring sometimes which made Adam chuckle a bit . Her fingers softly pushing some his hair away from his face .

The Alpha leans into her hand in his sleep, making the Beta wonder if he is already dreaming .

Maybe he is because he growls a bit, holding her tight as she feels his cock coming back to life inside her . Her eyes widened at that, is he going to fuck me in his sleep ?

Fuck that's hot but she is tired so ..

Oh well she will lay down and take it, because really like she said it's hot .

She wonders what he is dreaming about .

Next day when Adam asked him that smirking, as Lucifer admits some fucking Bambi tried to take her .

"Like I will let some wannabe take me away ."

"I will kill him and punish you so badly ." Lucifer said while kissing her neck .

They were very late for breakfast .

[fanficsfreeideas]

Day 2 One bed applemedia week 2024

Vox couldn’t believe it. He was locked in a room with the King of Hell, Lucifer, and his former best friend, Alastor. And the worst part? There was only one bed.

"Charlie, darling, unlock this door," Lucifer asked his daughter, trying to maintain his composure while Alastor looked positively furious.

"Sorry, Dad," Charlie replied from the other side of the door. "I’m doing this for your well-being. There’s food and drinks in there, and there’s also a chair to sit on. But you all need to learn how to get along. Mr. Vox keeps coming here to start fights, Alastor fights with both of you, and you fight with Vox and Alastor. So I made sure you can’t kill each other in this room."

Lucifer sighed, running a hand through his hair, trying to process the situation. Vox was leaning against the wall, glaring at Alastor, who was doing his best to ignore both of them.

"Great," Vox muttered. "Just great. Locked in here with you two."

Alastor crossed his arms, his eyes flashing with annoyance. "I’m not thrilled about this either, believe me."

Lucifer shook his head, finally sitting down in the chair Charlie had mentioned. "Well, we might as well make the best of this. At least we have food and drinks."

Alastor huffed, clearly still irritated. "Fine, but I’m not sharing the bed."

Lucifer and Vox exchanged glances, a rare moment of agreement between them. "Agreed," they both said.

Hours passed, with the three of them awkwardly avoiding conversation. As night fell, the tension in the room seemed to grow thicker.

"Look," Lucifer finally said, breaking the silence. "Charlie’s right. We need to find a way to coexist. We’re not getting out of here until we do."

Vox rolled his eyes. "And how do you suggest we do that, oh mighty King of Hell?"

Lucifer gave him a steely look. "By not killing each other for starters."

Alastor sighed, taking a seat on the edge of the bed. "Fine. Let’s talk. Get whatever grievances we have out in the open."

It didn't work. They started blaming each other—Vox for flirting with Alastor, Alastor for leaving Vox, Lucifer for being a deadbeat dad, Alastor for trying to replace Lucifer as Charlie's dad, Vox for trying to take away Lucifer's enemy that is Alastor, and Lucifer for trying to take away Vox's enemy that is Alastor. The argument devolved into who Alastor hated more.

Alastor rolled his eyes and then stopped when he remembered his heat was coming soon. He was screwed, his eyes darting between the Alphas. He truly was screwed in both ways. Charlie was going to get a sibling. No one knew about this; he kept quiet because he was not only a male omega but one of the very few who could carry a fawn. He was a prize. He was going to get fucked and marked tonight. He started to shiver and slid down the wall, bleating.

"Shit," he thought, trying to pull himself together. He had to fight this before they noticed. He looked up. Shit. The King and the TV demon were fighting over him now. Then they stopped, all at once, and started grinning at each other. Alastor was shaking as they walked towards him, putting their arms around him.

"Shh," Lucifer said softly.

Vox then added, "We're not going to hurt you. Let us help you."

Alastor growled at both of them, but Lucifer and Vox both glanced at each other before saying in unison with their Alpha voices, "Behave yourself, omega."

Alastor stiffened. His eyes glazed over, then shifted to give off more of a doe-like appearance. Vox smirked, and Lucifer picked Alastor up, carrying him to the bed.

Lucifer then said, "You're going to be a good omega and let us help you."

Alastor nodded. Vox looked for things that could be used for a nest. He went into the bathroom and grabbed the towels while Lucifer went into the closet for blankets.

"Well, Charlie wanted us to get along. We're getting along. She's also going to get a new father and a mother," Lucifer grinned to himself. There was plenty of food and drinks to last for a year. His kid had made a little home. His little omega was still on the bed, back to normal and looking pissed.

Alastor was fuming. How dare they? He couldn't move off the bed; he had to listen. He was going into heat, and two Alphas had sped it up. Lucifer walked over and set the blankets on the floor.

"Here you are, my love. You can start making your nest."

Vox came running with towels and threw them on the blankets.

Alastor growled out, "You better not have grabbed all of them."

Vox grinned and said, "No, I left enough so we can clean you up later, my dear. So don't worry about a thing. Let us Alphas worry about taking care of you from now on."

Alastor snapped at them, "I don't need your fucking care or anything from you. Leave me alone."

Vox and Lucifer both shushed him and said, "It's okay. Calm down. There is no reason to be upset. Preheat is always hard. You're just mad that we didn't notice."

Alastor glared at them, trying to control his breathing. The situation was spiraling out of his control, and he hated it. The dominant presence of the Alphas was overwhelming, and his body was betraying him, responding to their proximity and authority.

"Just… stay away from me," Alastor hissed, his voice trembling slightly.

Lucifer and Vox exchanged a look, their expressions softening slightly. They seemed to understand the vulnerability Alastor was feeling.

"We're not going anywhere," Lucifer said gently. "But we won't push you. Just let us know if you need anything."

Alastor didn't respond, turning his back to them and curling up on the bed. He was determined to maintain some semblance of control, even as his body prepared for the inevitable.

Alastor’s mind raced as he lay on the bed, trying to block out the reality of his situation. The room felt stifling, the presence of the two Alphas overwhelming. He clenched his fists, attempting to steady his breathing and keep his thoughts clear. His body, however, had other ideas.

Vox and Lucifer quietly set about organizing the room, creating a makeshift nest. The rustling of towels and blankets was oddly soothing, a contrast to the turmoil in Alastor’s mind. He could sense their movements, their intent, and it made his skin crawl and heat at the same time.

Lucifer’s voice broke the silence, gentle but firm. “Alastor, we’re here to help you. Fighting this will only make it harder on yourself.”

Vox nodded, his usual arrogance tempered by an unusual softness. “We’re not your enemies, Alastor. Not tonight.”

Alastor’s breath hitched, his resolve wavering. His instincts were at war with his pride, his need for control battling his body's needs. He wanted to curse them, to push them away, but the truth was, he couldn’t. He needed them.

“Fine,” he muttered, barely audible. “Just… don’t make this worse.”

Lucifer and Vox exchanged a glance, a silent agreement passing between them. They approached the bed slowly, as if not to spook him.

Lucifer reached out, his hand brushing Alastor’s hair back gently. “We’ll take care of you. Just trust us.”

Alastor’s body betrayed him, leaning into the touch despite his mind’s protests. He closed his eyes, trying to focus on the sensation rather than the overwhelming reality of his situation.

Vox sat beside him, his hand resting on Alastor’s back, a warm, steadying presence. “You’re safe with us. We’ll make sure of it.”

Alastor’s eyes fluttered open, meeting Vox’s. There was a sincerity there that he hadn’t expected, a promise of safety and care. It was enough to tip the balance, his body finally surrendering to the inevitable.

The rest of the night was a blur of sensations and emotions. Alastor’s heat took over, his body responding to the Alphas with a desperation that both frightened and exhilarated him. Lucifer and Vox were careful, their touches firm yet gentle, their voices soothing as they guided him through the ordeal.

By the time the first light of dawn began to filter into the room, Alastor was spent, his body and mind exhausted. He lay between Lucifer and Vox, their bodies a protective barrier around him. For the first time in a long while, he felt a sense of peace, a strange contentment in the midst of his chaotic life.

Lucifer brushed a kiss to his temple, murmuring softly, “Rest, Alastor. We’re here.”

Vox’s arm tightened around his waist, a silent promise of protection. “We’ve got you.”

As he drifted off to sleep, Alastor allowed himself to believe it, if only for a moment. In the safety of their embrace, he found a sliver of solace, a brief respite from the constant battles. And for now, that was enough.

[shadewolf95]

Im upset. A while back i read a wip highschool au of adamsapple omegaverse and now i cant remember where i saw it to check for updates. If anyone knows what im talking about please link me!

[darcydarlingdabbles]

Until the Devil's Last Dance~ 1 & 2

Here's a little preview of something I've been working on~ Follow on Ao3

Hazbin Hotel ₊⁺⋆ RadioApple ⁺⋆ 50s Omegaverse AU

🎶 Chapter 1: The Way You Look Tonight🎶

🎙️ “Ah, such a timeless classic, don’t you think, my darlings? There’s something irresistible about the way one looks when they’re completely unaware of their effect on others. Tonight, we’ll witness a little magic unfold, where eyes meet, and the world tilts on its axis. Now, sit back and let the music take you to the night where everything changed...” 🎙️

🎶Someday, when I’m awfully low.

When the world is cold. I will feel a glow.

Just thinking of you. And the way you look tonight. 🎶

The scent of cigarette smoke and gasoline clung to Lucifer’s leather jacket as he tried to blend into the shadows at the corner of The Red Horizion’s bar.

Red velvet ropes and crystal chandeliers were a far cry from the bloody trenches that still haunted his dreams. But he was used to taking odd jobs…and fancy-ass supper clubs paid in steak.

Which would be worth all every sideways glance he was getting in the meantime.

Lucifer's well-worn clothes, inked hands, and scuffed boots stood out like oil stains on silk among the tailored suits and cocktail dresses. He tried to comb some order into his blonde hair, forever tousled by the wind that rolled through it whenever he got on his bike.

The alpha might not be tall and imposing, but he was strong for his size. He could hold his own.

And the stares and murmurs from the elegant crowd prickled at his nerves.

With a sigh, Lucifer rolled up his sleeve, revealing the intricate black tattoos snaking from elbow to fingertip. That usually kept the hostile looks at bay—for fear that their disapproving stares lead to meeting the eyes of the disreputable drifter in their midst.

As a plate of medium-rare steak appeared, the alpha’s stomach growled.

“Your place always this hopping?" Lucifer observed, cutting into his meal.

Peter, the host and seemingly reluctant fulfillment of the chef’s work arrangement with the head chef, shrugged. "Friday nights at the classiest place in town, you know how it is, sir."

Lucifer didn't, not really.

He’d been out of touch with the classy parts of the world since the war—and being dishonorably discharged meant he wasn’t likely to find his way back in to any pearly gates any time soon. And Peter seemed to know it.

But the alpha grunted in agreement anyway, focusing on his food as the booths and the dance floor filled.

Lucifer found himself considering a hasty retreat. He was about to ask the preppy little beta host if he could wrap it up to go, when the entrance doors swung open.

And a vision in red entered the room.

🎶Tearin' my fear apart

Touches my foolish heart🎶

Lucifer couldn't tear his eyes away. all thoughts of leaving evaporating like mist in the morning sun.

The newcomer cut a striking figure, lithe and graceful with an air of refined elegance. Bright hazel eyes sparkled behind round glasses that framed by a face dancing on the edge between masculine and feminine.

A practiced smile played on his lips as he approached the coat check.

Lucifer's nostrils flared instinctively, but from this distance, he couldn't discern if the stranger was a beta or an alpha.

As the man removed his overcoat, Lucifer's eyes widened. Shamelessly taking in every slender curve and line.

Beneath was an ensemble of deep crimson button down and jet black vest, tailored to perfection and utterly eye-catching. It was a bold choice, especially if...

Could this man be an omega?

The blonde alpha dismissed the idea with a snort, before taking up his brandy and having another gulp.

Omegas favored pastels and softness, and males were more than rare.

Probably just some dandy alpha trying to make a statement. Not that it mattered to him—he'd gladly tumble into bed with anyone if they looked like that.

The alpha shook his head, transfixed.

Lost in his appreciation, Lucifer forgot himself. He knew he was staring, his gaze lingering far too long to be polite.

He silently prayed he wouldn't get caught ogling the beautiful man like some kind of creep. But luck was not on his side tonight.

As if feeling the weight of Lucifer's stare, the stranger turned. Hazel eyes, bright behind round glasses, locked with Lucifer's own.

🎵 Yes, you're lovely, with your smile so warm

And your cheeks so soft🎵

Lucifer's heart stuttered in his chest. Embarrassment heated his cheeks at being caught red-handed. He braced himself for a scowl, a glare, any sign of the man's displeasure with his uncouth leering.

Instead, to his shock, the stranger's practiced smile melted into something warm and inviting. Brownish [ink lips curled at the corners, transforming that polite expression into a grin just this side of wicked.

Lucifer's mouth went dry. wondering if those lips tasted as sweet as they looked.

A melody soared in Lucifer's mind, drowning out the chatter of the supper club. Leaving nothing behind but this resplendent stranger.

🎶There is nothing for me but to love you.

And the way you look tonight.🎶

The spell was shattered as abruptly as it had begun.

A smarmy-looking alpha stepped between them, effectively blocking Lucifer's view. Irritation flared, hot and sharp, in the biker’s gut. He barely resisted the urge to grab the interloper by the collar and yank him out of the way.

But then Lucifer heard it—that name, even spoken in the alpha's oily voice.

"Alastor, there you are!" The man boomed, grating on every nerve the blonde.

Alastor.

Lucifer rolled the name around on his tongue, savoring the way it tasted in his mouth. It suited the red-clad man perfectly—unusual, memorable, with a hint of some old world charm.

Just like Alastor himself.

Lucifer’s annoyance melted away, replaced by a warmth that spread through his chest.

The greasy-haired man placed a possessive hand on the small of Alastor's back.

It was subtle, blink and Lucifer would have missed the way Alastor's nose wrinkled ever so slightly at the touch.

"I have a reservation," the alpha announced loudly to the host. "For Vox. The best table in the house, of course."

The alpha was clearly showing off, staking his claim on Alastor in front of everyone.

Lucifer rolled his golden eyes. Subtle as a brick to the face, that one. Might as well try to mount his date in front of everyone—though from the look on Alastor’s face, he’d sooner kill Vox.

As the leaned back from the host’s stand, Alastor's face smoothed into a pleasant mask.

The transformation was flawless, like unpleasant expressions never marred his perfectly bronze face.

Lucifer smirked. It seemed Alastor was less than impressed by his date's bravado.

The pair made to move towards their table, and Lucifer couldn't help but smirk as he observed their awkward dance.

"After you," Alastor said, his voice melodious despite the hint of sarcasm Lucifer detected.

Vox missed the nuance entirely, striding forward with a self-satisfied grin. Apparently, his alpha ego apparently too fragile to let Alastor walk in front. Alastor followed docilely enough.

Maybe Lucifer was projecting. As soon as the alpha's back was turned, Alastor's eyes rolled skyward in exasperation, rewarding the watching alpha with a little chuckle.

🎶And that laugh that wrinkles your nose

It touches my foolish heart🎵

Lucifer tried to drop his eyes as Alastor glided past, his lithe form was drawing every gaze in the room. This Vox guy really shoulda walked behind him, cause damn that ass on him—

—the drifter's nostrils flared, suddenly overwhelmed by a scent so intoxicating it made his head spin.

Sweet, alluring, and unmistakably unclaimed omega.

With a hint of something deliciously bitter. Like black coffee.

"Oh dear," Lucifer muttered to himself as his mouth watered.

Hazel eyes met gold once more as Alastor walked by.

One perfect eyebrow arched, a silent challenge, and Lucifer felt his cheeks grow warm. Caught staring like some lecherous alpha - how embarrassing.

He ducked his head, abashed. But then Alastor laughed

A musical sound that sent shivers down the alpha’s spine, and all was forgiven. Perhaps Lucifer’s interest wasn't entirely unwelcome after all.

Though it wasn’t hard to be more interesting than the omegas proper and pompous date.

🎶With each word your tenderness grows

And that laugh wrinkles your nose.🎶

Vox's grating voice cut through the moment. "Alastor! What's the holdup?"

Alastor's smile never faltered, but Lucifer caught a flicker of annoyance in those captivating eyes.

"Coming, dear," he called back sweetly.

As Alastor sauntered away, Lucifer released a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding.

"Well," he murmured to himself, "this night just got a whole lot more interesting."

From his spot at the bar, Lucifer had a clear view of Vox and Alastor's table. He tried not to stare but found his gaze drawn back to the couple again and again.

It was like watching a train wreck in slow motion.

Hell, he needed to get outta here before he got himself into trouble.

Instead, The blonde alpha focused in to try to hear them across the room.

"What can I get for you folks?" The waiter's voice drifted over.

"I'll have a whiskey rye, please," Alastor replied, his tone smooth as silk.

Vox's hand shot up, cutting off the waiter. "No, no. He'll have a strawberry daiquiri. That's more suitable for an omega, isn't it, doll?"

Lucifer watched as Alastor's eyebrows shot up, a flash of indignation crossing his features. It was gone in an instant, replaced by a practiced smile, but Lucifer had caught it.

"Of course, darling," Alastor acquiesced, his voice syrupy sweet. "Whatever you think is best."

“Unbelievable” Lucifer snorted into his drink.

As the waiter scurried away, Lucifer found himself settling deeper into his barstool. He should leave, he knew that. But the tension radiating from that booth was palpable, and he couldn't resist seeing how this trainwreck of a date would unfold.

🎵Lovely, never, never change

Keep that breathless charm

Won't you please arrange it?🎶

His eyes drifted back to Alastor, noting the tight set of the omega's shoulders beneath his crimson blouse. Even from this distance, Lucifer could practically feel the waves of irritation rolling off him.

The blonde alpha shook his head.

Vox was either oblivious or uncaring, completely blind to the omega's growing irritation.

This date was doomed before it even began.

Maybe, just maybe, Lucifer would get his chance to chat with Alastor after all.

He settled back against the bar, content to watch and wait for the date to go down like the Titanic—he'd be ready to swoop in with the lifeboat.

One way or another, he was determined to get to know the captivating omega in red.

🎶Cause I love you

Just the way you look tonight🎵

2 That Old Black Magic

🎶That old black magic has me in its spell 

that old black magic that you weave so well🎵

Alastor's fingers tightened imperceptibly around the stem of his glass as Vox launched into yet another self-aggrandizing anecdote. 

The supper club's jazz quartet provided a soothing counterpoint to the alpha's grating voice, their mellow tones a balm to Alastor's fraying nerves.

"...and that's when I told the network executives, 'Gentlemen, the future of entertainment is television!'" Vox boomed, slapping the table for emphasis.

Alastor's painted-on smile never wavered.

 "How fascinating," he purred, the words tasting like syrup on his tongue—and this omega hated sweets.

If only the fool would shut up long enough for Alastor to excuse himself to the powder room.

He took a delicate sip of the ludicrously colored drink he’d been given. Vox’s good sense to pick The Red Horizon club did not extend to his selection of cocktail, and his personality left much to be desired. 

He didn’t have taste. Just flash with no substance. 

But…The omega agency had certainly matched Alastor with worse prospects.

"Of course, someone in your position couldn't possibly understand the intricacies of my work," Vox continued, oblivious to Alastor's disinterest. 

The omega felt a record scratching inside his brain and his temper flair.

He knew the intricacies of entertaining, and he knew them well. Not that anyone knew him for his work in radio.

The last time he attempted to mention it to Vox, he got offered a job— as the man’s ‘cute little secretary.’

Over his dead body.

"Oh, I'm sure that's true," Alastor murmured to appease the alpha, and keep him talking while the omega rested his chin on his hand. His gaze drifted across the dimly lit room, settling on the now familiar figure at the bar like a reprieve.

The blonde alpha was staring again, golden eyes fixed on Alastor with an intensity that sent an invisible shiver down his spine.

Alastor was no stranger to hungry alpha gazes, but this...this was different. There was a pull there, a black magic he couldn't quite name.

Absently, the omega traced the rim of his glass with one elegant finger. 

The crystal sang softly, a faint counterpoint to his date’s endless droning.

"Are you even listening to me?" Vox snapped, jolting Alastor from his reverie.

"But of course, darling," Alastor lied smoothly. "Please, do go on. I'm simply enthralled by your tales of corporate conquest."

As Vox launched into another self-important story, Alastor's attention drifted once more to the mysterious alpha in the leather jacket. Their eyes met across the crowded room, and Alastor felt a rush of heat that had nothing to do with the little bit of liquor.

🎶Those icy fingers up and down my spine,

The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine.🎵

The blonde alpha's golden eyes widened, as if he'd heard the soft chime of Alastor's glass from across the crowded room. 

Ridiculous, of course—the band was in full swing, couples twirling across the dance floor. And yet…those eyes held Alastor captive, warm and earnest in a way that made his breath catch.

A genuine smile tugged at Alastor's lips, unbidden. For a moment, the rest of the world faded away.

🎵That old black magic that you weave so well 🎶

"Ahem." Vox's pointed cough shattered the spell. "I said, don't you agree?"

Alastor blinked, realizing he'd been caught, again. He poured on the charm, leaning in with practiced interest. "Oh absolutely, my dear. Your insight is simply unparalleled."

Vox preened, but his satisfaction was short-lived. He twisted in his seat, following Alastor's previous line of sight. 

The rough-looking alpha quickly averted his gaze, suddenly fascinated by his empty glass.

“"I see.” Turning back, Vox's lips curled in distaste. “Perhaps if you'd chosen a more demure outfit, you wouldn't be drawing such tawdry attention."

“Oh? Whatever could you mean by that Vox?” Alastor's smile didn't waver, though something cold settled in his stomach as he simpered. "Why, I was ever so mindful to dress nicely for our evening out," he purred, voice dripping with honeyed charm. "After all, you were kind enough to share your…opinions on my wardrobe choices with the social worker after our first two dates."

Inwardly, Alastor seethed. 

Such was the lot of an unmated omega in this alpha-dominated world—constantly scrutinized, constantly judged. He smoothed an imaginary wrinkle from his perfectly tailored vest, thinking bitterly of the hoops he'd jumped through to meet Vox's exacting standards.

Before the dark-haired alpha could respond, a waiter rematerialized at their table. "Good evening, gentlemen. Are you ready to order?"

"Ah, yes," Vox said, puffing up importantly. "I'll have the filet mignon, rare, with the truffle reduction." He barely glanced at Alastor before continuing, "And for the omega, perhaps the poached salmon salad? I’m sure you want to be mindful of your figure, after all."

Alastor's smile became brittle, though his voice remained light. "How thoughtful of you, darling." His stomach growled in protest, mourning the loss of a proper meal. 

These arranged dates were half about the food, after all—a way to indulge beyond his usual means.

As the waiter departed, Alastor sipped his drink, thinking longingly of the hearty gumbo he could have made for a fraction of the price of this overpriced lettuce. 

But needs must be met, he supposed. At least the music was decent.

🎵I should stay away, but what can I do?🎵

Alastor's gaze drifted to the new frilly cocktail Vox had ordered for him, a saccharine concoction topped with a plump maraschino cherry. 

A treat, the alpha had said—Alastor would rather a dry red wine. Since he wasn’t allowed his whiskey.

With deliberate grace, he plucked the fruit from his glass, bringing it to his lips. As he did so, his eyes wandered across the room, seeking out the blonde alpha at the bar.

Their eyes locked just as Alastor bit down, the cherry's sweetness popping across his tongue. 

He held the alpha's gleaming gaze…just restraining himself from tying the stem in a knot with his tongue. That would be laying it on a bit thick, wouldn’t it?

🎵Darling, down and down I go, 

round and round I go 🎶

"I must say, your network's latest programming schedule is simply fascinating," Alastor sighed, seamlessly returning his attention to Vox. "Do tell me more about your fall lineup."

Vox preened, oblivious to Alastor's wandering attention. 

"Well, since you asked..." He launched into a detailed monologue about ratings and demographics.

As the waiter set down their meals, Vox paused his vainglorious speech. "I'm glad you're not eating too heavily tonight, dear. I'm quite looking forward to showing you off on the dance floor later." Vox leered.

Alastor suppressed a shudder, imagining Vox's grabby hands pawing at him under the guise of dancing.

 "Oh? How lovely," he lied smoothly. "But surely you were about to tell me about that thrilling new game show concept?"

Vox's eyes lit up, and Alastor settled in for another interminable story, his mind already calculating how long he could delay the inevitable groping on the dance floor.

♫ ♫ ♫

As the last morsel of food disappeared from their plates, Alastor dabbed at his lips with his napkin, his mind racing for an excuse to postpone the dreaded dance. 

A flash of inspiration struck, and he turned to Vox with a carefully crafted smile.

"If you'll excuse me for a moment, darling," Alastor cooed, rising gracefully from his seat. "I simply must freshen up"

Vox waved him off. "Don't be too long, sweetheart. I'm eager to…show off my moves."

Oh, Alastor could not begin to explain how he was not Vox’s sweetheart.

Alastor's smile tightened imperceptibly as he glided away from the table, his steps measured and unhurried despite his desire to put distance between himself and his boorish date. 

As he passed the hostess stand, a thought occurred to him.

Pausing, he leaned in conspiratorially to the Peter, the club host. "Pardon me, but I couldn't help but notice the gentleman at the bar. Might you know who he is?"

He might expect the smiling blonde beta’s face to light up with gossip-fueled glee, but instead, it soured. "Oh, him? That's Lucifer. He's a friend of our cook.” Peter leaned close. “I wouldn’t let yourself be tempted—you can judge that apple by its skin.” 

The omega kept from shooting a scowl at the boldness of the beta—this was not the place or the time. 

Though, from here, he could see what Peter meant. The skin of the blonde alpha’s forearms held more ink than the Sunday paper.  

"Lucifer," Alastor murmured, savoring the name on his tongue. A sudden warmth bloomed in his chest, spreading through his veins like liquid fire. 

He'd never felt anything quite like it before.

🎵 I hear your name and I’m aflame.

Aflame with such a burning desire. 🎵

Alastor barely had time to settle back into the plush booth before Vox's meaty hand clamped around his wrist. The alpha's eyes glinted with a possessive hunger that made Alastor's skin crawl.

"Come on, dollface. Time to show you off," Vox growled, yanking the omega to his feet.

Alastor's smile strained as he stumbled after the alpha. "My, aren't we eager?" he quipped, trying to maintain his composure.

Vox's grip tightened as he jerked Alastor close. "You bet I am. Been waiting all night for this."

As the band struck up a lively foxtrot, Alastor found himself desperately trying to find his footing. 

He was an excellent dancer. Being a tall omega meant he often lead others of his designation and female betas while the men and alphas were off to war. 

Alastor could finesse any partner.

But Vox's movements were erratic and forceful, completely at odds with the music's rhythm. Each time Alastor attempted to fall into step, Vox would drag him in another direction.

The oaf wouldn't know rhythm if it bit him in his oversized head. 

The brunette longed to take the lead, to show this buffoon how it was really done. But societal expectations chained him to this farce of a dance.

"Isn't this great?" Vox bellowed, oblivious to Alastor's discomfort. "You're lucky to have such a talented dance partner."

Alastor's smile twisted into something closer to a sneer. "Oh yes," he replied, voice dripping with sarcasm, "I'm positively overwhelmed by your... enthusiasm."

As Vox continued to manhandle him around the floor, Alastor's contempt grew. 

His eyes darted around the room, seeking an escape—or at least a distraction. They landed on the bar, where a pair of golden eyes met his own. 

 🎵The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine🎶

Vox's hand slid lower down his back, yanking Alastor flush against him. 

The omega's nose wrinkled at the alpha's overpowering cologne as Vox's hips ground against him in a vulgar parody of what should be done on a dance floor.

"Now this is more like it," Vox purred, his breath hot on Alastor's ear. "You know, as this is our third date,”

“So it is,” the omega said, hiding the wariness in his tone with a lilting tease.

“So.” Vox blundered over the beat of the music. “ I've got certain…expectations."

Alastor stiffened, his lips holding no hint of a smile. He leaned back, trying to put some distance between them. 

"My dear fellow, I believe there's been a misunderstanding. The matchmaker was quite clear about your preferences for an unmated—"

"Untouched," Vox interrupted, his grin predatory. "And why do you think that is, doll?”

Alastor's eyes widened, his carefully crafted facade cracking.

"I…I beg your pardon?" He stammered, genuinely caught off guard for the first time in years. His mind raced, searching for a way to extricate himself from this increasingly uncomfortable situation without causing a scene. “I’ve no idea what you could possibly be implying.”

“Oh, don’t play like that, a male omega can’t play coy.” Vox huffed, forgetting the pretense of a dance as his pawing hands held Alastor. “I want to be the one to plant the first flag, if you catch my drift."

Alastor pushed against Vox's chest, but barely escaped an inch. "I'm afraid I'm not interested in that sort of…arrangement, sir. Perhaps we should call it a night?"

Vox's grip tightened, his expression darkening. "Not so fast, sweetheart. Do you have any idea how much I spent on dinner? On this whole evening?" He leaned in, alcohol-laced breath hot against Alastor's cheek. "You owe me something for my trouble."

A flicker of genuine anger flashed in Alastor's eyes, quickly masked behind his practiced smile. 

The audacity of this utter buffoon.

"Now, Vox," Alastor said, voice dripping with false sweetness, "I don't recall agreeing to any form of transaction. Surely a gentleman such as yourself—"

His words were cut short as Vox's hand suddenly grabbed his ass. 

Alastor froze, eyes wide with shock and indignation. His mind reeled, searching for a way to salvage the situation without compromising his carefully cultivated image.

Though he longed to show yet another entitled alpha what he was capable of. 

But he hesitated, acutely aware of the eyes upon them, of the delicate social balance he had to maintain. 

For a moment, Alastor found himself truly at a loss, his usual wit and charm failing him in the face of such brazen disrespect.

Just as Alastor's composure threatened to crack, a ringing voice cut through the tension.

 "Pardon me, gentlemen. Might I cut in?"

Before either could respond, a blonde figure slid between them, deftly maneuvering Alastor away from Vox's grasp and into his own. Alastor found himself whisked onto the dance floor, guided by sure hands and twinkling golden eyes.

🎶Cause you’re the lover I have waited for.

The mate that fate had me created for. 🎵

"Lucifer," the alpha introduced himself with a roguish wink. "I hope you don't mind the interruption."

The omega’s relief was palpable, though he masked it with a coy smile. "Not at all," Alastor' sighed gratefully. "Though I’m afraid I must protest when we are caught by my proper date—as a matter of principle."

“Whatever ya need, doll.” Lucifer grinned, falling easily into step with his new partner.

“My name is Alastor.” the taller man  corrected, caution moderating his tone, knowing his history of putting boundaries before alphas and how they reacted.

Lucifer just smiled, and said. “Whatever ya need, Alastor.”

And just like that, this pint-sized alpha earned his first genuine smile of the night as he stole the omega away.

🎵Under that old black magic called love🎵

🎙️ “Care to dance, darlings? Up next, ‘Sway’ by Dean Martin will leave you breathless.” 🎙️

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[heavenssexiestangel]

Love & Pain Masterlist

Rating: Explicit

Ship: Lucifer/Gadreel/Dean

Series Word Count: 2765

Series Tags and Warnings: MOB AU, A/B/O AU, Mobster Lucifer, Mobster Gadreel, Alpha Lucifer, Alpha Gadreel, Omega Dean, Pregnant Dean, Mpreg, Established Relationship, Incest (Lucifer/Gadreel)

Written for: @spnrareships Rare Ship Friday

Beta by: @sugaraddictarchangels, @mariekoukie6661

Summary: Omega Dean Winchester has been in a relationship with Alpha brothers Lucifer and Gadreel for three years now. Their relationship is hard, especially because Lucifer and Gadreel are mated to each other, but not to Dean. Despite this, they make it work. When Lucifer and Gadreel leave Dean for a few days because of their job - a job Dean doesn't know much about, anyway - Dean is left to his own devices and thoughts. Not only that, but Dean finds out something that might jeopardize their relationship. How will the three of them navigate their relationship while dealing with a mob war, ghosts from the past, and an enemy they are not sure they can win against?

Chapter 1

Chapter 2 (Coming soon)

Chapter 3 (?)

[thief-of-eggs]

*crawls into your ask* OK SO! How do they figure out they are mates?! IS IT SOULMATE MARKS?! Does Alastor find the mark of the devil on his skin after their first meeting?!??! Does Lucifer think Al is an alpha at first bc of the way he challenges him but then one night during conversation he's like "I SENSE A DISTURBANCE IN THE FORCE" and woops, a little peak into Al's soul and he's like WAIT YOU'RE MY MATE?!

Hello Hello!!!

Ok ok so I know every omegaverse is different, but for mine I like to think along the terms of soul-bond, which I think would become apparent through any form of close connection. Almost like a pack I guess, but they just know deep down that this is their mate, no questions about it.

Scent has a lot to do with it too- eachother’s scent causes the other to react much stronger than other alphas and omegas

And also, I think just a bit of free will!! They chose eachother. No need for official mating, no need for anything Alastor is uncomfortable with. They can just sense it, when they’re around eachother. Because Lucifer is wanting to protect and shelter him, and Alastor (despite himself) is wanting to receive the shelter and protection

ALSO YES!!! I firmly believe Alastor was masquerading as an Alpha before. For a demon overlord, it’s just what everyone would expect- not to mention, he’d have much more control over his own autonomy by being an Alpha. No one would expect him to find a mate- he could just exist.

And then, ya know. During the challenging between them both, Lucifer felt something different hovering between them. He chalked it up to how long he’d been away from others, how out of touch he’s been- but then he starts to get these urges (especially after the fight with adam!!! knowing alastor got injured by the other alpha caused something inside lucifer to snap) and he’s suddenly wanting to growl at anyone who gets too close to Alastor, wanting to heal him, help him, protect him.

And Alastor, for his part, is equally dumbfounded- because suddenly he’s wanting to nest, he’s wanting to be scented, he’s wanting to curl up and share body heat

So yeah!!! I’d say it’s mostly just the sudden shift in their natural desires that does it for them, in a sort of soul-bond kind of way 🥰

[inubaki]

The Bite (part 3)

Adam didn't know how long he fell for. It seemed like forever, and if anyone asked him how long or even to give an estimate, Adam would be unable to answer the question. Finally, he fell hard into sharp rocks and passed out. It should have been the end. No one was there in the Abyss and no one would help him off the sharp rocks.

But Adam was the first to Fall in the Abyss. If you close your eyes, and simply feel around you, you would realize that everything in the Abyss was connected. Like one big organism breathing together.

In Adam's weakened state, the Abyss rumbled. The rocks holding him crumbled and Adam slowly inched into the ground. The ground encased him, keeping his organs from spilling out as the Abyss tried to heal him and keep him from dying.

Adam lay there, breathing shallowly but unable to rouse himself, too weak to move. The Abyss seemed worried about his condition, a silent sentinel keeping him safe. Adam was now inextricably linked to the Abyss, a possession of its unfathomable depths.

As the years passed, Adam's consciousness slowly returned, and he began to perceive his surroundings more clearly. It was during this gradual awakening that he noticed a dark, slender, vividly colored object within the Abyss's embrace. Or what he assumed was an object until he saw the thin thing breathe. Adam needed to know what or who this was but his movement was limited.

The rocks moved the unknown naked entity closer as if sensing what Adam needed. The first thing Adam noticed was that they looked like a fox. A beautiful multi-colored fox mixed with a bee if Adam thought hard enough. They didn't look hurt. In fact, they looked to be getting stronger.

Beelzebub opened her eyes the moment Cain opened his and cried for food despite not being hungry. As Adam observed, Beelzebub stood up and gazed around, her inquisitive nature evident in the way her multi-colored eyes shimmered in the dark crimson surroundings. When her gaze locked with Adam's, she inched closer, propelled by an insatiable curiosity.

She sniffed and Adam smiled before he reached a hand to her snout. She blinked before giving him a sharp tooth grin. "Mother." She said. "Mother." She rubbed herself over the First Man and smiled.

Slowly, as the population of Adam's children increased, more manifestations of sin emerged. Mammon came into existence when Able desired something that belonged to someone else and chose to take it by force. Belfagor's emergence occurred when Cain decided to slack off and sleep in for hours instead of fulfilling his responsibilities.

Asmodeus was made when someone experienced lust instead of love for the first time. More and more popped up during that year until seven children all huddled around Adam.

Adam kept them close, eager to make sure they were well cared for. Despite his children being rough around the edges, some more than others, he still loved every one of them. But, Adam could feel the Abyss calling for them. It had been years and Adam knew the Rings were now done being made. The First Man wished for them to stay with him forever but he also knew that they were needed elsewhere.

As the number of The Sins grew, more creatures began to emerge, each of them essential to their respective Rings.

"Mother, do we really have to?" asked Asmodeus, renowned for his sensitivity, while Adam gazed up at him with a smile. Despite his towering stature, Adam always knelt beside Asmodeus so that they could meet eye to eye.

"Yes, my son, my children. The time has come," Adam nodded. Slowly, one by one, they all left the hole they were born in to begin what the Abyss needed from them. Satan, the most untamed and rebellious spirit of all, embraced Adam tightly before uttering, 

"I will come back as often as I can, Mother." Satan was not one for lengthy conversations, and his patience was easily tested. Yet, Adam was the only one who could soothe his fiery temperament.

"Go, my son. When the Abyss beckons, you must respond," Adam declared as Satan departed for his appointed place.

As time flowed relentlessly on, Adam dutifully fulfilled his role as the collector of souls destined for damnation. His weary eyes bore witness to the sorry state of those souls, each one a poignant reminder of their tragic and tortured existence. They were often so irreparably scarred by their own suffering that they unwittingly perpetuated the cycle of pain. Regardless of their identity or deeds in life, every soul eventually found its way to Adam. Whether they were conscious of it or not, he had embraced each one with a compassionate embrace, for he intimately understood the profound agony of being forgotten.

Adam was acutely aware that he couldn't cling to those precious souls indefinitely. Despite being filled with hurt and the longing to be forgotten, they were destined to find their own path in the Abyss. However, Adam remained vigilant, ensuring that they remained in their rightful place. The Abyss was home to a significant number of souls, a good dozen, all of whom Adam kept an eye on.

Then it happened. The sky split open with a blinding flash of light and a deafening roar. Something emerged from the heavens, hurtling towards the ground at terrifying speed. As it descended, Adam's heart raced, knowing exactly who it was even before they made contact with the ground. It was Samael, no, Lucifer, who had cast off his old name long ago.

Adam was instantly overcome by a searing, familiar pain that seemed to course through every fiber of his being, resonating with the very essence of the Abyss itself. The entire realm shuddered in response to his agony, echoing his torment as it always did, a cruel testament to the depth of their connection. And as always, the Abyss answered him. 

XxX

Lucifer Fell hard and coughed out blood on contact with the hard ground. His lungs burned and his body ached from his Fall. He was alone, Lilith Falling separately and...did she even Fall? Lucifer couldn't quite remember; he was disoriented, and he groaned as he stumbled to his feet. 

Or tried to. He stumbled backward and fell, his feet no longer feeling familiar. They no longer bore any resemblance to the normal feet he was created with; instead, they now bore a striking resemblance to the hooves of a goat. Dark black fur now covered his calves, and his feet had transformed into dark gray hooves that clumsily navigated unfamiliar terrain.

A flood of tears gushed from his eyes, overwhelmed by the torrent of events unfolding in such a brief span. Struggling to regain his footing, he rose unsteadily, managing to remain upright as he surveyed his surroundings. An encompassing sea of red dominated the scene. As he drew in a deep breath, a sudden, tangible sensation washed over him, enveloping his being.

A familiar presence he thought he would never feel again. A scent that seemed familiar and it broke everything in him just to smell it again.

"Adam!" he called out into the seemingly endless void of the Abyss. A deafening silence greeted his words. It felt as though the very fabric of the Abyss trembled at his frantic efforts to locate Adam as he staggered forward, unsure of where he was heading. It was as if Adam was omnipresent, yet completely elusive. His presence permeated the air, enveloping everything and nothing all at once.

"ADAM!" He cried out, and still, there was nothing, and yet he was here. Lucifer frowned and snarled as he broke rocks in his frustration. He even threw a rock toward a bush and yelped when it...catapulted back into his face. Blood poured from the gash on his forehead and the bush shook as if....as if it were laughing?!

This made Lucifer snarl at it, unsure if he was imagining such a phenomenon or if the Abyss was more alive than he realized. He huffed and finally moved on.

As Lucifer stumbled through the treacherous Abyss, every step seemed to bring a new danger. The seemingly sturdy rocks shifted beneath his weight, threatening to send him tumbling down cliffs onto the ground below. Unseen obstacles like sudden bushes and sharp thorns appeared out of nowhere, making every forward movement a potential hazard. The entire landscape was shrouded in a sinister red hue that seemed to sear into Lucifer's eyes, adding a sense of surreal dread to the already ominous surroundings.

Finally, Lucifer seemed to have enough and he used what little angelic power he had since his Fall and slammed it to the ground. He spread it through the rocks into the crevices and glared at his surroundings. "So, you think you can hurt me like this? Pathetic." He snarled.

As he stood amidst the ominous landscape, he was determined to exert his will upon it. Refusing to be dominated by the surroundings, he made a conscious effort to bend the dark terrain to his desires. With a deep breath, the once oppressive red glow no longer seared his eyes, offering him a newfound sense of clarity and control.

Lucifer tried to produce his wings and cried out at the feeling of them burning his body. Lucifer immediately stopped trying to bring them out. It would seem they would need more time to heal. 

As Lucifer trekked through the desolate landscape, his journey seemed endless until he stumbled upon a cluster of small, shabby huts. Cocking his head in curiosity, he witnessed the forlorn souls of the damned emerging from their dwellings to cast their eyes upon him. An immediate sense of disdain washed over Lucifer as he beheld them. They appeared to be a stark departure from his original creation – fractured and devoid of the splendor they once possessed.

He growled as one got close and he smirked when she whimpered and stumbled away. "Well, it seems you are all that's here, hm?" Lucifer asked, his sharp teeth on display and he reveled in the fear that crossed all the souls that could see him.

"Well? Isn't anyone going to tell me where I am or do I need to force it out?" The silence hung heavy in the air as a lone soul summoned the courage to walk up. The figure boldly stepped forward, only to stumble and fall to their knees as they approached Lucifer. It seemed almost poetic to Lucifer, seeing them on the ground, so fitting for the damned to be in such a lowly position. As the soul struggled to rise, Lucifer's voice cut through the stillness with a menacing growl. "Stay down there on your knees."

The soul nodded and stumbled over his words. "You are the Abyss. A place for the damned." Lucifer growled. "Tell me something I don't know. Now."

"I—We are all the souls in the Abyss that fell!" The soul stammered, visibly shaken. Lucifer's eyes swept over the gathered souls. "All of you? This is the extent of it?" They all responded with silent nods. A cold smile spread across Lucifer's face. "Well... I suppose you lost sheep need a shepherd, don't you?"

As the souls exchanged uneasy glances, a palpable sense of impending change filled the air. They all knew that the situation was evolving rapidly, and there was no stopping it.

Lucifer gripped the soul's hair, or what consisted of hair for the damned soul, and pulled them up. They yelped in pain. "Well? Get food for me. Now." The soul ran to retrieve what Lucifer demanded. Lucifer smiled as he sat down on a rock. Yes, he may have Fallen, unjustly in Lucifer's opinion, but he would make do with what he could of this place and he would do it his way.

He looked around at the frightened souls. Yes, it was clear to Lucifer that they needed him. He would rule over them and teach them what he knew and in return, they would serve him.

Lucifer did his best to ignore the subtle shift in the air around him, as the familiar scent of Adam began to sour, transforming into a deeply unpleasant, sulfuric odor that made Lucifer grimace in disgust. It felt as though disappointment itself was hanging in the air, enveloping him in a palpable sense of unease. He silently hoped that this unsettling atmosphere wouldn't linger for long.

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—-thank you again to the amazing @libby-for-life for bringing this story to life. There’s only part 4 remaining. And happily I can say that I’m not sick anymore!! Hurrah!

[things-arent-what-they-seem66]

Imagine if Adam, who was the first alpha was turned into an omega after he died. It’s an au I’m currently working on. What do you think? Any thoughts

Sounds good!!

It would be such a shock to Adam to go from one extreme to the other. And when that time came around he wouldn't want just any alpha he'd only want the best. *Wink*

I imagine he'd lock himself away in his room to not be bothered or to have anyone smell him.

Lucifer: What is that sweet smell?

He follows it all the way to Adams room and grins. This will be fun.

Lucifer: Adam, open the door.~

[rainforestakiie]

omega lucifer x omega adam part 03~

i really am enjoying writing this! it's really fun to be honest! haha! i do hope you like it!

lilith finds out lucifer and adams mating. the angels get involved and adam loses a part of himself. poor bean.

Nest of the Damned (Omegaverse Omega/Omega) Part 01. Part 02. Part 03. Part 04. Part 05. Extra 01.

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"What's that?"

Adam jumped, a startled yelp escaping his lips as a firm hand clamped down on his shoulder. He was yanked back with such force that he nearly lost his balance. His green eyes widened in alarm as he turned to face the towering form of Lilith. The pungent smell of smoke assaulted his senses, making his nose twitch.

"Let go!" he cried, pushing the Alpha woman away. "Don't touch me!"

Lilith's eyes narrowed with suspicion. "What's that on the back of your neck? I've never seen it before."

"It-It’s none of your concern," Adam stammered, scrambling to put distance between them. "It has nothing to do with you."

"I bet it will if I ask the Angels," she hissed, her posture bristling with tension.

Adam frowned deeply, standing inches away from her. His instincts screamed at him to flee and hide as her aggressive scent filled the air. Adam longed to return to his safe nest and never come out again. Lilith despised him; she had made that clear from the beginning. The idea of being seen with him, let alone speaking to him, repulsed her. Not that Adam cared anymore.

"Why would you do that?" Adam asked, struggling to keep his voice steady. He swallowed hard, his throat aching as he tried to puff out his chest, showing he wasn't afraid of the Alpha. "Why would you ever get Angels involved in our business? You hate the Angels. You said they’re controlling us."

Lilith's eyes widened in surprise. Adam had never stood up for himself before. Her suspicion deepened as she stepped closer, crossing her arms tightly over her chest. Her icy blue eyes glared down at him threateningly.

"Did you make Lucifer bite you?" she accused coldly. "How selfish can you be? Forcing yourself on him like that. What did you do? Put on the waterworks again? Is that it?"

Adam shuddered, his skin prickling with anxiety. It was the same accusation she had hurled at him since Lucifer had stopped spending time with her. She blamed him for taking the angel away, but Lucifer had never been hers. He had always been Adam’s guardian Angel.

"No, you're wrong. Lucifer bit me because he loves me," Adam said, trying to keep his voice level, to hide his nerves. "And I love him. We’re mates, so you can’t mate with him anyway."

His heart pounded harshly as he stood up for himself. Adam’s eyes dropped, avoiding Lilith's piercing gaze. He shuffled his feet before finally raising his anxious stare to meet her harsh look. His stomach churned as he saw the intense anger in her eyes, prompting him to take a step back.

Then, without warning, Lilith's hand flew. She slapped Adam harshly across the cheek, causing his head to snap to the side. His eyes were wide and watering, his cheek reddening and undoubtedly bruising. Slowly, he raised a hand to touch the sore spot and looked at Lilith in disbelief.

"Y-You slapped me," he gasped.

Lilith growled, baring her teeth. "You're disgusting! You tricked him into mating with you! How vile!"

"I d-didn't!" Adam cried. "I didn't trick him! We mated because we love one another!"

"You're both Omegas! Omegas can't mate together!" Lilith snapped. "Omegas are supposed to mate with Alphas! I was supposed to mate with Lucifer, not you! He would never want you; you're not an Alpha!"

It was the first time she had yelled at him, and Adam shrank in on himself.

"So tell me!" Lilith demanded, grabbing Adam's arm as he tried to flee. Her fingers dug into his flesh, yanking him back with a force that made him gasp. Her other hand clamped around his neck, nails biting painfully into the sensitive skin at the nape.

Adam screamed from the sudden assault, his hands flying up to grasp her wrist in a desperate attempt to free himself.

"Tell me how you tricked my Omega!" she howled, her voice a feral growl.

Her fingers pressed down even harder on Adam's mating glands, tearing through the tender flesh. He writhed in agony, struggling against her iron grip. Alphas were naturally stronger than Omegas—something Adam had learned the hard way. Lilith's strength was overwhelming, far beyond what he could muster.

"I didn't! I didn't!" Adam chanted, his face contorted in pain. Tears pricked at the corners of his eyes. "Let go, please, you're hurting me!"

She practically shook him, dragging him closer with a single hand. "Yes, you did! The moment you presented and Lucifer could no longer spend time with me? What a delightful little consequence! I let it slide before because you were both Omegas, and I figured Lucifer was simply teaching you how to control yourself. But now I see you took advantage of my Omega! You tricked him, manipulated him!"

Another sobbing scream tore from Adam's throat as he trembled in her grasp. His heart pounded in his chest, and his vision blurred with tears. The pain was excruciating, both physically and emotionally. He wanted to disappear, to escape the torment and cruelty that Lilith inflicted upon him.

Waves of ruby red blood were beginning to run down Adam’s skin. He clenched his eyes shut tightly, grinding his teeth together as Lilith began to rip out his mating glands. Tearing out the claiming mark Lucifer had placed upon him. His vision blurred with white and lightning striking across his eyes. 

Suddenly, Lilith was forcefully pulled away, leaving Adam to release a heart-wrenching sob. He crumbled to his knees, tears streaming down his cheeks like rivulets of sorrow. Gentle hands cradled him, enveloping him in a comforting embrace. Soft white wings cocooned around him, guiding him further away.

"What have you done?" Lucifer hissed, his voice dripping with venom as he glared daggers at the Alpha. "Why did you attack Adam?!"

Lilith recoiled in shock, not expecting Lucifer's furious outburst. She thrust her blood-stained hand out with a feral growl. "He claims you mated him! That can't be true! You're both Omegas! Omegas can't be together like that! He tricked you, didn't he?!"

Cupping the back of Adam's neck, a radiant blend of blue and gold light shimmered around Lucifer's hand. He did his best to heal the inflicted wound, biting his bottom lip as he drew Adam closer. Uncertainty gnawed at him; he wasn't sure if he could fully heal Adam's Omega glands—they might be permanently damaged...

"Lucifer?!" Lilith howled in rage. "It's the truth, isn't it?! He manipulated you, didn't he?! He played weak and pathetic to lure you in because that's so like him, isn't it!"

Lucifer frowned deeply. "Lilith, calm down. You're not thinking straight. Do you realize what you've just done? You've harmed Adam, an Omega! That's punishable."

Swallowing thickly, Lucifer's eyes lifted to the sky. It was already growing dark and stormy. His sharp teeth clenched together as he saw glimpses and sparks of gold appearing. His siblings would be here soon; Adam's pain had alerted them to trouble in Eden, just as his pain and screams had alerted Lucifer. The Archangel had been waiting for Adam in their nest and had grown worried when his Omega mate hadn't returned.

Lucifer cursed himself. This was all his fault. He knew he should have gone with Adam. He knew something like this would happen eventually. All Alphas were headstrong, especially when they felt threatened. It was ridiculous and it was his fault. If only Lucifer hadn't spent all that time with Lilith! Granted, he only did it so Lilith wouldn't have noticed Adam presenting! Lucifer hadn't wanted her to realise how beautiful and gorgeous Adam was. And his selfish actions had led to Adam being hurt.

"It's okay! It's okay, it doesn't matter, does it?" Lilith wheezed, approaching anxiously. "Adam doesn't have his stupid mating glands anymore, you're no longer tied to him! I've fixed it, your Alpha has fixed it! It'll be okay, we can still mate, can't we?"

"No!" Lucifer snarled, causing the Alpha to freeze in her tracks. "Why would I ever want to mate with you? After what you've just done? To my mate!"

A screech escaped Lilith. "Don't call him your mate! He is not your mate! I am!"

"No, you're not!" the Omega Archangel practically screamed in return. "You'll never be my mate! I'm in love with Adam, I have been since before you were even created! I wanted Adam, I still only want him!"

"You're lying!" Lilith screamed even louder, her voice echoing over the Garden of Eden. "We belong together! I'm an Alpha and you're an Omega! Omegas are not supposed to mate! He used you!"

Adam blinked his teary green eyes, lifting his head from Lucifer's chest to look at the deranged Alpha. He shivered as he noticed the lights flickering in the darkening sky. His hands gripped tightly at Lucifer's robes.

"L-Lucifer, the sky..." he whispered.

"I know," Lucifer said softly, choosing to ignore the deranged Alpha. He lifted his hand to check the back of Adam's neck, biting back a growl of anger. It had stopped bleeding, but it definitely looked like it would scar over his mating glands. "It'll be alright. I'll protect you...I'm so sorry I wasn't here..."

Adam smiled weakly up at him. "It's not your fault...s-she snuck up on me when I wasn't looking."

"Still, I should have been with you." Lucifer nuzzled his face to Adam's, releasing a warm rumble of comfort.

Lilith's eyes widened at the display, her rage intensifying tenfold. Her hands tensed at her sides, nails digging into her palms. Her chest heaved as she hissed with pure anger, her vision turning acid white.

"How dare you," she snarled from the back of her throat. "How dare you mate with fucking Adam?!"

Adrunply familiar figures appeared in the sky. Lucifer eyed them as they approached, pressing his lips together as he met Michael's gaze. He glared, tightening his protective hold around Adam.

"Lilith, whatever is the matter?" Sera questioned, landing beside her. Her entire being shuddered as she sensed the thick tension in the air. She tried to keep smiling, but Lucifer saw it falter from the scent Lilith was releasing.

Lilith bared her teeth at the angel and pointed a threatening finger towards the two Omegas. "Lucifer mated with Adam!"

"What?" Sera gasped loudly, her eyes growing wide. She turned her head to stare at Lucifer in disbelief.

Michael landed before Lucifer but kept a small distance between himself and the Omega. "Is that true? Lucifer, what did you do?"

"We love each other," Lucifer defended, pressing Adam's head into his chest. His wings spread and arched around them, shielding Adam from the other angels.

Eyebrows raising, Michael's mouth opened but then closed. He stared down at his elder brother as if his brain had short-circuited until finally he blinked, and a sickening expression of disappointment took over. As if he had the right to be disappointed in Lucifer.

"Lucifer, you didn't..." Gabriel gasped.

"What have you done?" Sera huffed, her anger beginning to spike, but she quickly settled herself before it could show. "Omegas do not mate with one another. That poor man, you've influenced his mind, haven't you?"

Lucifer narrowed his eyes at the suggestion, baring his sharp teeth threateningly at her. "Don't talk as if you know anything! Don't forget your place, Sera."

"Did you bite him?" Michael stepped in once more before Sera could speak. He stared back at Lucifer coldly, taking a daring step forward, but then retreated when Lucifer released a strong wave of his own power. "Did you mark him, Lucifer? Tell us, did you bear a claiming mark upon the first human Omega?"

Lilith shuddered, puffing up in her frustration. "Yes! He did! I saw it!"

"Lucifer..." Michael closed his eyes in disappointment. "How could you be so selfish and foolish? You've spoiled all our hard work. You were supposed to watch over him, not manipulate him. You have sent us back not days, but months, maybe even years.”

"I did not manipulate him!" Lucifer shot back heatedly. "I love him, and he loves me! We mated out of love! It's too late to undo it—we've marked one another!"

Sera gasped at his words. "You mean to say you had Adam bite you in return? Lucifer! How could you do that? This means Adam will never be able to mate with Lilith now."

"That's the point!" Lucifer snapped angrily. "We want to be together!"

"Omegas are not meant to be together like this!" Sera replied sternly.

Lucifer bristled at her words. "Who says so? Adam and I are the only two Omegas in existence! It's not written anywhere that Omegas can't be together! Father isn't punishing us for mating either!"

That gave Sera pause. She looked towards the skies where their Father, God Himself, would typically be watching over them. There were no storm clouds, no lightning strikes, no booming voice of wrath. Sera and Michael shared a look, coming to the realization that Lucifer was annoyingly correct. Their Father was not intervening, deeming it unnecessary to deal with.

"What should we do?" Sera asked Michael. "Without Adam, Lilith has no mate. She is companionless. She cannot breed without an Omega."

Michael sighed, his eyes flickering towards Lucifer and Adam briefly. "I'm not sure."

Breathing softly, Adam leaned against Lucifer, listening to the soft beat of his angelic heart. It was so soothing, luring him into a safe slumber if he wasn't careful. His skin prickled as he realized the danger had passed. The Angels had registered that Adam could not mate with Lilith anymore. While Adam didn't understand the true ins and outs of it, he was still relieved. Relieved that no one was going to take him away from Lucifer now.

As if he could read his mind, Lucifer hugged him tightly. Adam tilted his head back, meeting Lucifer's eyes before bravely standing up. Lucifer's lush white wings shuddered, clearly wanting to hold onto him and never let go.

"Make her a new Omega," Adam said shakily. He felt light-headed from the blood loss and just wanted to curl up in his nest, but he fought to stay upright. "Make Lilith a new Omega. I love Lucifer, and that's okay."

Immediately, Lucifer beamed and shot to his feet, his gentle hand grabbing Adam's and squeezing lovingly. He purposefully ignored the disapproving stares from Michael and Sera.

"Adam, it is not that simple..." Sera said softly, lowering her voice gently as she looked towards him.

Adam shook his head. "You... You said you would make me a new Alpha if Lilith didn't like me, remember?"

It was the first time Lucifer had heard about this. His eyes widened, and he looked towards Michael to see if his younger brother knew of the plan. However, Michael purposefully avoided his stare. Lucifer scoffed—how ironic. How laughable. They had a plan if Lilith chose to mate with him instead, yet they didn't notice him spending time with Adam?

"You said—you said you could make me a new Alpha. One better than Lilith, kinder and gentler," Adam breathed out. He felt comfort in Lucifer's presence, holding his hand, loving him. It made his whole body buzz that Lucifer had chosen him. "Then you can do the same for Lilith. You can make Lilith a new mate, a new Omega. Just like you were planning to do for me."

Sera's mouth gaped like a fish out of water. Finally, she closed her lips and slowly nodded, her eyes returning to Michael. "We could."

"It might be the only way now," Michael agreed.

"Then I shall gather the preparations," Sera said, appearing somewhat tired. Her eyes glanced back to Adam, appearing rather hurt that he hadn't followed the plan she had made for him.

Adam always knew Sera cared for him. He always knew she had nurtured him sweetly and kindly, almost like a mother would with her child. But did it really matter if he didn't mate with an Alpha? Shouldn't Sera be happy that he was happy? Adam was confused and so sleepy.

"Adam, are you sure about this?" she suddenly asked, looking as if she was about to approach them but didn't when Lucifer hissed warningly. "It's not too late to change your mind. I-I'm sure we can figure something out. You don't have to stay mated to an Omega."

Lucifer bristled at the insult of a suggestion.

"I'm happy," Adam mumbled. "You should be happy, I am happy. I don't care that Lucifer is an Omega. I care that he is nice to me, that he cares about me, that he doesn't make me feel frightened. I love him and—and that should be all that matters. G-God said..."

Adam paused, nibbling his bottom lip shyly. The moment he mentioned the Angels' father, they all looked at him. Even Lucifer was staring at him curiously.

"Father spoke to you?" Michael asked in surprise.

"Sometimes," Adam said meekly. "God said I should mate with the one who makes me feel the most comfortable. I should mate for love and that it was okay to not mate with Lilith."

Michael appeared to be debating Adam's words. He even checked the skies, knowing that God never accepted any lie about Him. But when he saw no sign of a lie, he accepted that Adam was telling the truth.

"Brother," he began darkly, looking towards Lucifer. "Despite how it may seem, you have still involved yourself in a way you should not have. You have still betrayed the very foundation you were made for."

Rolling his eyes, Lucifer scoffed. "Oh, spare me the righteousness. Just tell me what punishment you deem worthy of me, oh mighty one."

Michael narrowed his eyes at the taunting comment. "You are banished from Heaven. You will live out the rest of your life in Eden, with your mate. You will watch as Adam grows old and eventually dies."

That didn't sound so bad. Granted, the thought of Adam growing old and dying was horrible. It made Lucifer's stomach coil, but it wasn't a terrible thought. It was practically what both he and Adam wanted: to live out the rest of their days together in peace, happily mated without anybody bothering them.

"Then, when the day comes where Adam passes away and is welcomed into Heaven, you will not be allowed to reunite with him," Michael added cruelly. "You will forever be banished from Heaven's gates, knowing where your mate is but never being allowed to see him again."

"You can't do that!" Lucifer exclaimed in disbelief. Even Sera appeared surprised by the punishment. "You can't keep us apart like that!"

"It's simple, Lucifer. You have chosen to defy us and soil the first human Omega," Michael grunted coldly. "Therefore, I suggest you enjoy the time you both have together, as human lives are not very long. I'm afraid to say, you no longer have an eternity together."

Lucifer's eyes widened in shock. "You... You really are an asshole. I’ll make you regret this.”

“Be thankful I am being merciful on your crime, Lucifer.”

Sera gazed at Adam with pity. 

~#~

Humming a gentle melody, Adam toyed with the soft feathers lining their cozy nest. Lucifer's beautiful wings had recently shed, making way for new feathers to grow. His older feathers were lovingly incorporated into their nest. Adam smiled as he held one aloft, the tip of the white and blue feather playfully tickling his nose.

The Omega lay on his stomach, nestled snugly in their warm sanctuary, waiting for Lucifer's return. It had been a few months since their love had been revealed to the Angels, resulting in Lucifer's banishment from Heaven. But it wasn't so bad. It meant they could be together without a care, and Lucifer no longer had to fulfill his angelic duties. They spent every moment together, wrapped in each other's arms, talking, laughing, and making love.

"Adam~" Lucifer's voice called out as he landed just beyond the wall of purple flowers.

Immediately, the human Omega sprang to his feet, a radiant smile lighting up his face. As soon as Lucifer ducked beneath the cascading Wisteria blooms, Adam launched himself into his mate's arms.

"Luci! You're back!" he exclaimed joyfully.

Lucifer's arms encircled Adam's waist, while the human's arms looped around Lucifer's shoulders. His wings fluttered with excitement as Lucifer spun him around, dancing on one foot while the other kicked up into the air. They tumbled back onto the nest, pulling Adam down with him.

They landed in their nest, laughing together.

"Were you lonely without me?" Lucifer teased, rolling onto his side with one arm tucked under Adam's head and the other gently cradling his shoulder. His fingers threaded through Adam's brown and red hair, pushing it back from his enchanting green eyes.

"I'm always lonely when you leave," Adam murmured, smiling as he pulled the Archangel into a deep, tender kiss. “I don’t like it when you leave.”

"I don't like leaving you either," Lucifer murmured, returning the kiss. Their warm bodies curled together, a perfect fit. He tenderly caressed Adam's cheek, his fingers dancing lightly over the soft skin. "Are you feeling alright?"

A soft blush colored Adam's cheeks as he weakly touched the back of his neck. Since Lilith had cruelly ripped out his mating glands, Adam had been a shadow of his former self. His body struggled to cope with the loss of such an important part. Lucifer had done everything he could to care for him, but there was only so much he could do. Though he had initially healed the wound, he couldn't restore the glands...

"I'm... okay. Really," Adam whispered softly.

Lucifer sniffled and pressed delicate kisses along Adam's face, neck, and shoulders, his hand still gently caressing Adam's cheek. He leaned forward, nuzzling into Adam and releasing a sweet, comforting Omega scent.

"Do you smell that?" he whispered tenderly.

Adam blinked slowly, his eyes beginning to water. He smiled weakly, shrugging helplessly. "No. I... I'm sorry. I still don't smell anything..."

"You will!" Lucifer promised, though they both knew it was a lie. "I-I'm sure you will, in time. So - so don't worry, okay? Just rest, everything will come back in time."

Humming quietly, Adam nuzzled into Lucifer's throat. He breathed in gently, wishing he could still smell Lucifer's Omega scent, still feel the connection that once pulsed so strongly between them. He could sense a faint tingle in the back of his mind, a reminder that he was still mated to Lucifer, but it was nowhere near as intense as it had been. Lilith, whether she knew it or not, had caused irrevocable damage...

"I love you," Lucifer said seriously. "Even if you can't feel our connection anymore, I want you to know I still love you. More than anything."

Adam cooed, basking in the love and attention. "I love you too. I don't regret anything, Lucifer. I hope you know that."

"Are you sure?" the Archangel asked brokenly. "Because of me, you've lost your Omega glands. If... if I never mated you... you wouldn't have lost that part of you..."

Shaking his head, Adam cupped Lucifer's rosy cheeks and pulled him into another kiss. "I never regret anything, really I don't. Even if I knew I was going to lose my Omega glands, I would have still chosen to be with you. I still would have mated with you."

Lucifer released a relieved, loving sound, akin to a contented preen.

“I love you. I love you so-so much.” Lucifer cooed, rolling them over so he was on top. “More than anything. I love you.”

“I love you too.” Adam grinned cheekily, reaching up to nip at Lucifer’s jaw. “I love you sooooo much~”

Giggles bounced between the two Omegas as they began to share deeper and longer kisses. Tongues beginning to play cat and mouse. Hands started to wonder, touching one another in places that only each other could touch. Gasps, whimpers and moans filling the air in a loving melody. Their breath hitching and saliva bridges appear between their lips, among other areas. 

The rushing pleasure formed like a bubble between their legs. Their mouths stayed pressed together as they rocked their hips together, rubbing their Omega-hoods back and forth, increasing the delicious friction between them. Just as the bubble finally popped and the pair released matching cries, collapsing onto the nest in a mess. Their sweat mixes together. 

Lucifer buried his face in Adam’s throat, listening to his beloved pant and wheeze. He missed the intoxicating scent Adam used to release whenever he reached his peak—now there was nothing. He knew it wasn’t Adam’s fault; it was his own. He hadn’t been there to protect Adam, to keep Lilith from getting close...

A shiver ran through him as Adam began to caress the back of his neck. Lucifer’s warm lips trailed along Adam’s throat, planting butterfly kisses until they reached his mouth again.

“I don’t smell like anything, do I…” Adam said meekly.

Lucifer’s blue eyes grew sad, though a soft smile graced his lips. “It’s alright. I don’t need to scent you to know you enjoyed yourself. It doesn’t bother me that much, honestly.”

“Yes, it does…” Adam mumbled quietly, turning his head away. “It bothers me that I can’t…that I can’t scent you. I want to so badly, but it’s just nothing.”

Cradling Adam’s cheek, Lucifer kissed him slowly and deeply. “It’ll get better with time. We just need time. It’ll be fine.”

“I hope so…” Adam said with a hopeful smile. “But as long as you’re with me, I think I’ll be fine.”

"That's right. As long as we're together, we'll be okay. We'll get better, together. We will help one another be better." Lucifer cooed, pressing another kiss to Adam's lips. "Everything will get better as long as we're together."

They would be together, forever. No matter what Michael said. When Adam eventually died and became an Angel, Lucifer would find his way into Heaven. They would reunite and be together. Nobody, absolutely nobody, would get between them.

For hours, neither spoke. They cuddled together, Lucifer trailing his fingers up Adam's arm, tracing the delicate blue veins. Every so often, they shared a warm, sweet kiss.

"Oh, I saw Lilith's new Omega this morning," Adam suddenly hummed, snuggling even closer against Lucifer. He nuzzled his head into his Archangel's throat.

Lucifer tensed up, his arms tightening protectively around Adam as if the Alpha might appear from nowhere. He couldn’t bear the thought of Adam being attacked again. "I thought we agreed you'd stay away from Lilith."

"We did and I did." Adam smiled in amusement. "I saw the new Omega, not Lilith. Calm down, I didn't approach her. She was across the river anyway."

"Oh..." Lucifer relaxed and let out a sigh of relief. He laid his head against Adam's with a frown. "They made Lilith a female Omega?"

Adam released a purr at the hug. "Yeah. I thought it was strange too, but she looked really pretty. She had bright red hair, super long too! Not as long as Lilith's, but waist-length. And brown eyes! She had these odd specks all over her."

"Freckles." Lucifer said softly. "You're talking about freckles."

Adam yawned softly, his eyelids growing heavy once more. "Ah, freckles. Yes. She had freckles. I think she saw me and waved, but I left."

"That's good. I want you to stay away from her too," Lucifer muttered darkly. His possessive side began to emerge again. He knew there was no reason to worry, but he did. The thought of Adam finding this new red-haired Omega more beautiful than himself was unbearable.

"Okay." Adam pouted. "Why?"

Lucifer eyed his pretty Omega from the corner of his eye. "If I happened to see her and thought she was pretty, then came and told you about it...would you like that?"

"No." Adam said immediately, his eyes narrowing. He lifted himself up slightly and frowned deeply. "I don't like that thought. Oh, I see what you mean. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you."

"Upset me?" Lucifer chuckled, sitting up as well and cupping Adam's face. "No, Adam, I'm jealous. I love you so much that I can't stand the thought of you liking anybody else. I don't want you to care for anyone else. I don't want you thinking anybody is pretty but me."

An awestruck expression took over Adam's face. His green eyes glittered with amusement and love. Immediately, Adam slipped onto Lucifer's lap and wrapped his arms around Lucifer's shoulders. "I will never think anybody is more beautiful than you, Luci~ You're the most gorgeous person I have ever met! I think you're wonderful, amazing, and I would never want anybody but you~"

"I like those words~" Lucifer purred, kissing him again. "I want to be the only thing on your mind~"

"And you are! Always, only you!" Adam preened, running his hands down Lucifer's back. "I'm yours. Only yours."

“Good.”

[lilacwriter07]

it may have not been Omega/Omega, but the Alpha pair Adamsapple fanfic was a good meal 😌🍷💕💕💕

[artofhazbinhotel]

I did something I find HILARIOUS, I assigned hazbin hotel characters omegaverse roles, you're welcome

Charlie- omega

Vaggie- beta

Alastor- beta

Rosie- beta

Cherri- alpha

Sir pentious- omega

Angel- omega

Husk- beta

Niffty- alpha

Lucifer- omega

Lilith- alpha

Valentino- beta

Vox- omega

Velvette- alpha

Lute- alpha

Adam- beta

Saint Peter- omega