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Not at all but he was going to try to get that through Lucifer's head as gently as possible. He knew it would hurt him to cause him any sort of pain and even more so to turn him back into what Arthur had loathed being for years. But, the angel was determined to make this special for both of them. For it to be a show of trust and love between them, to allow such a thing to happen. Arthur heard that whimper and his lips turned upwards more hearing it, but he wouldn't say anything about it aloud. "Lucifer, I'm hardly doing anything but kissing you." He chuckled, holding the taller man's hand lovingly.
He accepted the help he was given and smiled up at the other as they headed towards the portal and through it. "Darling...I don't want to torture you by tempting you. But, sweetheart...I really do want you to make me an incubus again...it doesn't have to be immediately. But soon, I want to be here with you...as your fiery redhead you fell in love with. I won't be happy if I'm not always by your side." He told him honestly. There was little point in sugar coating it, he needed to be clear and honest with Lucifer. "I told mum this already and she supports me. She just wants me to be happy. I want to be your incubus...and your Queen, if you will still let me. I want everything you'll give me and I will give everything I can to you in return."
That was the key word in trying to get it through Lucifer's head. He just needs to know and learn what Arthur wants despite what Lucifer thinks he would want instead. Oh it would hurt him to cause the poor angel any pain more so to be turned into what he had indeed loathed for years. It would be special if they manage to do this, in order to show that trust and love between them both. "You are being a teasing vixen again, even in this form. You know I cannot lustfully kiss you back." he groaned, though he brought their hands up in order to nuzzle them.
"You are doing so but it is something I must get used to. No..... I don't want to bring you any pain Arthur. Even though I want to intimately be with you even now, I don't want you to feel any Sins. But I still love you, you still are fiery even now. You don't have to be a redhead for it. You just have a sexy personality. Artie..." he sighed, moving his free hand to rub at his forehead. It was the best course of action. "Wait... what? She supports you falling again? That's... no. She has the ability to have a reunited family now with you as an angel." he retorted before blinking as he just stopped and stared at Arthur. "You... you want to be my Queen? What... made you change your mind? And of course I will give you anything and everything."
He did but Arthur understood why he was so hesitant. He would be as well for the same reasons if their roles were reversed. That's why he wanted to explain to Lucifer everything and be honest but also be patient with him. "Hmm, seems I am just like that then. Perhaps, but I still enjoy kissing you." He said with a smile, eyelids lowering slightly as his hand was nuzzled. Until Lucifer, expectedly, got defensive over the topic. "I know you don't want to hurt me, Luci, but if we want to be together like we used to be, you have to...I accept that and am willing to go through it to be with you." Arthur told him truthfully.
"Yes, she does support me Falling. A reunited family won't feel whole without you now. We've talked about it this entire month. I have thought it over and we have discussed it in length too. Falling again isn't a decision I would ever regret." The angel told him, stopping as he did and turning to face him. He lifted his free hand and brushed his knuckles against the taller man's cheek as he smiled up at him. "Yes. It's something I've been thinking about for a while. I never felt like I deserved it or felt like I would be a good fit for the role. But I can't imagine a life where I'm not at your side, helping you and giving you my everything. I wanted to tell you after Primrose was born but...well, I know she would've been happy for us." He gave a small, sad smile before squeezing Lucifer's hand. "Good. I wish to do the same for you."
Yes, there was just so much buts the poor King has to deal with, more so mentally within himself. Explaining it over and over and getting Lucifer used to the idea while slowly chipping away his thoughts over it would be good. More so just to be patient. "Hah yes, you are being that to me. And well, I will admit I also enjoy your kisses too." he hummed softly, pressing a soft kiss upon their hands. And as expected, he did get defensive over the topic. "Arthur... you have been hurt more than for an entire lifetime. You died for hell's sake. I don't want you to get to that point or hurt over it. I do want to be with you, and I am fine with us being together in this way. My siblings are able to be with their loved ones like this. Art no... no no. It will be something I might regret in making you do and you'd hate me for it!" he breathed out with a frown.
"I don't want you to Fall Arthur. You're better as an angel." he he huffed out, though he tilted his head into that touch upon his cheek. "But you deserved that title for a long time. And you are entirely fit for the role my darling. You can still help in Heaven. Or on Earth. Well,.. she would be happy for us no matter what. She is and shall always be our little Princess. And I know you would."
"I will never hate you, Lucifer. I've told you this, poppet...darling, my love. I will forever love you more than anything. But I'm not better as an angel, Lucifer. I don't feel better...I don't feel as happy. I truly wish I had been brought back as an incubus by the Almighty and not like this." He sighed, looking off to the side with a pained expression. He also wished their little girl had been brought back but he wasn't allowed that, clearly.
"I hardly think I deserved it sometimes. But that doesn't matter, I want to be down here with you. I don't want to help from the sidelines forever." Arthur whined, stepping forward to wrap his other arm around Lucifer and press into him for closeness. "Our little princess...I miss her." He sighed, resting his forehead upon the other's chest. "Please, understand that I want this and it will never change. Don't dismiss it so quickly, please, Lucifer? For me? Think about it at least. If I am to Fall again then I want you to be the one who does it."
He shut his eyes when Arthur started to speak as he knew the other would never hate him, never again. “I don’t want you to regret and be too hasty in wanting to be an incubus. You were given a chance to be an angel again my love.” he murmured softly, eyeing Arthur. “The Almighty was giving you a second chance babe. But I always knew you deserved it.” he murmured softly, pressing a kiss upon his forehead.
Since he didn’t like seeing such a look of hurt on him. “Art you can help as I said up there or Earth. Doesn’t have to be in Hell.” He sighed, though accepting the hug to gently rub his back. “I do miss our Princess as well.” he murmured before letting out a sound. “Fine…. Fine. I’ll think about it.”
No, never ever. Even when he ran off to Heaven that time he didn't hate Lucifer fully. He was just in anguish and felt utterly used and betrayed. But even that didn't stifle out his love that would always be there. "I'm not being hasty...I've thought this over for an entire month since you've been asleep." Arthur whined again. But this was exactly what he had expected in response so it was no surprise either. "A second chance to be an angel or the chance to prove I do truly want to be with you by Falling?" Arthur responded softly. That was up to interpretation. He accepted the kiss with a small sigh, hugging the other tighter.
"I can but I don't want to do so. I mean, I do want to help, but I don't want to do so from afar." He turned his head and rested upon Lucifer's shoulder instead, just letting the older man rub his back and bring him some comfort. "Yes...I miss her a lot...." He reiterated quietly, staring off into the garden and the plant life. So alive and beautiful, it's as if nothing bad had ever happened. "Thank you, my love. Thank you..." A small smile twitched onto his face and he pulled his face away to look up at him. "I had an idea, Remiel told me it was good. I...wondered if we could make something for Primrose here, in the garden among the roses. A statue or...shrine of some sort. Something we can go to when we want to...visit her."
Oh yes, even when he ran off to Heaven, he didn't truly hate Lucifer fully like how the King had thought he did. More so even telling him he didn't hate him, there was that tiny seed of doubt within it. It was seen that Arthur was in anguish and felt utterly used and betrayed which he had been. Lucifer did try to tell Arthur he didn't mean it then or.. even now. Both still loved one another seen by their actions. "You need more than a month to think about it, Art." he sighed and this was what he expected. Since Lucifer was trying to put his foot down on him becoming an incubus again.
"I... don't know. You know how the Almighty is like in being vague or makes you question things.” It was entirely up to interpretation. That hug made Lucifer hug him just as tight, continuing his soothing motions while tucking his head under his chin. "I can imagine, and not having me to hold you at all hurt the most. And you're welcome." he grunted before turning his attention to Arthur. "Make something for Primrose? Hm... I like that. We can do either or or both. Whichever you want, Art. Whatever it is, I will make it for you so we can have our baby here amongst the flowers."
It might've felt like it for a little bit, but in his heart he knew he never truly hated Lucifer. No matter what, there would always be at least some tiny part of him that would not be able to shake that love he had for him. "Ughh, fine. But my answer won't change." He murmured. He would compromise with that...a little bit. He'd continue to think it over but his mind was already made up. Unfortunately for Lucifer, Arthur was just as stubborn as he was. "See? She may not even want me to remain an angel...we don't know. But it doesn't matter, I don't care what She wants for us. I want us to be together forever." He whispered, reaching up to sneak a kiss before settling back down under Lucifer's chin. All nice and tucked safely in his hold.
"It...was painful, at times. I must admit, there was a point I desperately needed your comfort and even though I was asleep you still pulled me closer and covered me with your wing. Do you even remember that? Either way, it helped me a lot." He informed softly. He was a tad worried about Lucifer finding out about that Wrath that wormed its way into Arthur, even in such an angelic form. It wasn't good. "I would love to do that for her...something beautiful...we don't know what she would have looked like exactly, but a statue of stone or marble might work. I want something that is decorated as beautifully as you did the nursery for her, something she would love and make her happy."
It might've it seem but that mere thought that Arthur never truly hated Lucifer was a good feeling. That no matter what, he would have that tiny part in still having such a love within him for the older male. Yet, Lucifer still had that slight hatred within himself over hurting Arthur after all. "Mmm alright." he hummed out, hoping it would change given time. But one will see with that. Just a little bit of compromise would be best, in thinking it over despite his mind already made up. It was seen that Arthur was just as stubborn as his lover. "Maybe... I yeah. We honestly don't know Art. I want to be with you forever too." he murmured, humming happily at the kiss before snuggling up against Arthur again.
"Oh? Did I? Mm... not really? I guess I felt you might've needed something but as to what I'm not sure." he mused out, since what happened when he was asleep he didn't always remember much. "Well no matter what, I am glad that it helped you. Tell me what you would like me to do for our Princess and I will make it. I can make her a marble statue." he uttered softly. As for talking or mentioning Wrath, Lucifer would be oh so concerned. "I know we don't know what she looks like but something if swaddled or using creative liberty to just imagine what she would have looked like would be good."
It was something they had to work past, for sure. But together they grew even closer after it. It shows how they can truly be together through anything. Still, the former incubus hummed and enjoyed his place in Lucifer's arms. The one place he felt he truly belonged. "You did. I needed the comfort...I had upset Remiel without meaning to. It just...lost control of my words and actions and did something I should not have. He's forgiven me since, but I still felt awful and even while asleep you did everything in your power to make me feel better." Arthur explained vaguely, words quiet.
"A statue of her swaddled would be lovely...it would be nice to imagine what it would have been like to hold her." He replied softly. At least with a statue they could visualize it and have something that truly looks like how she would have after birth. With roses and primroses around it with other plants. They could make it truly beautiful and worthy of a princess.
It was something they had indeed worked past. Something good, but indeed together they did grow even closer with slowly giving such love back. These actions did show how they could truly be together through anything. This was where Arthur belonged, in his arms after all to forever be loved.
"Huh, interesting. I-... do wonder what you did to upset Remiel as he isn't one to truly be upset. I see... I do want to know what you told him Arthur but I will wait on your own terms. When you are ready to tell me. But I am glad that I made sure you felt better after such an upset. And yes, that would be nice to make of her. It would be lovely to imagine what she would have looked like. I'll do her justice in making the marble statue of her." He will make it the best statue ever. And have it nestled around the roses and primroses plus perhaps carving it too. To have it worthy of a princess.
Arthur wanted nothing more than this, right here. Being in Lucifer's arms with Cerberus near and peace around them. But speaking of Remiel and what he had done to upset him made Arthur slouch with regret. It was clear to hear in his voice the shame he felt over what he'd done, even now after being forgiven. "I...I just worry about how it may upset you." Even more so, he did not want Lucifer to ban him from coming down to Hell ever again because of it. Not only that, he would have to explain what he had been doing with her precious toy and it made him cringe to think that Lucifer might think him extremally ill in the head. "I...I must admit, I..." He trailed off and sighed. "Eventually one of the others will tell you, if I do not. Though I am ashamed of what I did to Remiel and this is hard to admit to you because I know how much you worry over me already..." He spoke in a near whisper.
He took in a deep breath and looked away, out into the garden. "I...felt alone, without you and Primrose. It just sort of happened, but I took her toy into my arms and held it and it felt so...so much like a real babe. Suddenly I felt as if her toy was truly her and I treated it as such...so much so that Remiel had to tell me plainly that it is not her, that she is gone. But I...I got so angry at him for saying that and I...I hit him." He admitted in a whisper. Hearing the plans for the statue did help ease Arthur a tiny bit and he pulled back again to look up at Lucifer with glossy eyes. "I know you will do her justice. She could not have asked for a better father to turn her into art."
Honestly this is what they both truly needed, to be in each other's arms and Cerberus nearby being a good boy after all. And the ultimate peace with no worry. Lucifer frowned slightly, at Arthur's reaction of slouching in such a way. "Upset me? Sweetheart, nothing would upset me okay?" he murmured, leaning down to nuzzle his hair and place a couple kisses there. Now, Lucifer would only ban someone if they truly upset him to wrathful anger, in which Arthur has never done. Yet, it was to be expected with Arthur having to relive everything that he did and how he acted while Lucifer was asleep. But he remained quiet as Arthur slowly explained himself.
"Arthur... I never wanted you to feel like that, ever. I'm sorry not to be there actively with you. I see.... I think it is a form of grieving of what you've done. But imagining her toy as her isn't good mentally. I can see why he had to tell you as even I would have told you plain and simple if awake. As it seems to be something to worry about with your mental health." he whispered. "Angry? Ah-... wrathful I presume. Being presented with such an aspect and I assume forced to try and make you not think of it as our daughter would have evoked such emotions. I know you apologized and he accepted yes? Then you do not have to worry about him being angry. He does not hold grudges. I hope.. you are not still imagining her toy as her. Even if so, I will try to help you see it was her toy. And yes I will do her justice. I... yes. Do you want yourself as a statue too? So she isn't so alone?"
He took those kisses happily and closed his eyes briefly. "I know you never wanted me to feel like that and you being there, even asleep, was nice. I just wish that you hadn't had to go into a coma or we didn't have to...lose Primrose...but neither of those were your fault. None of what happened was your fault." Arthur whispered. "That is what Iaoel and Remiel said...that it was part of my grieving, but they said it was not healthy. But I was not ready to let her go...after I hit Remiel, he told me not to let that Wrath over take me, he did not want you to wake up and have to be told that I had fallen to such a Sin." He added quietly. It was not something Arthur wanted either, for Lucifer even more for himself.
"Then Iaoel told me that I...I might be hurting her by refusing to let her go. I-I don't want to hurt her. After he said that I...I don't know. It helped me to not see her as her toy as much, as I fear doing so and it causing her pain...yet I cannot help but still want to keep the toy close. It was on the bed when you woke up, did you see it? I kept it near one of us always." He admitted. It just felt too wrong to leave the toy alone, as if they were leaving their actual baby alone even though they weren't. But he was surprised by that suggestion, even though he really shouldn't be. "I...I don't know. I don't want her to be alone but I...I would want you to be there with us too."
Even now it seems Lucifer was trying to bring comfort to him. “No I don’t want you to feel like that ever. I’m still sorry I went into such a coma to heal. I didn’t want to lose Primrose either. But it still feels like it to me that I caused this with the addition to the rebels killing you both.” he whispered before sighing.
“Hmm it does sound like it to me. But I agree, it isn’t healthy to keep thinking of her as the toy my love. We will slowly work on you letting her go and continue to grieve. Yes please do not let Wrath over take you. That is one sin I never want you to fall prey to. I.. it could be like that. Not letting her go is keeping her back from having a peaceful afterlife. I know you want her to have that but you need to let go. We can keep her toy close as a reminder of her but not as obsessively seeing her as a babe.” he quietly responded, cocking an eyebrow. “Then I shall do all of us. Would that be good?”
"You don't have to be sorry...I'm just so glad you came back to me as quickly as you did. I was so scared that I wouldn't see you awake for centuries." Arthur said softly. "I know...I worried everyone but I couldn't help it. Even Dezoth tried to tell me it was her toy but I wasn't having it. It just couldn't let her go at all...not until Iaoel told me I might just be putting her in more pain. That terrifies me." He said softly.
"I do not want to Fall to Wrath...or any sin other than Lust. It's part of why I want you to make me an incubus again. I'd rather be that than any other demon, but I don't know if I can trust myself not to fall into a pattern of anger or resentment that may lead me to Fall to a worse Sin." He admitted in a hushed tone, gripping Lucifer's arms as he looked up at him worriedly. "I want her to be happy, wherever she is. I think she would be happiest with the both of us. So yes, all of us together would be better. Don't you think? She was a daddy's girl, you have to be there with us." The angel gave a sad smile at the memory but reached out and hugged Lucifer once more.
“Artie, I do have to be sorry. My sleeping caused you to do that so I am truly sorry. I left you when you needed me the most. I bet all were just as scared like that. Shhh it’s over, no? I’m here with you. Ah.. one time you didn’t even listen to him hm?” He teased softly.
“My question is.. hopefully you are not doing that still correct? Even I don’t want that for you baby. Still don’t want you to fall to any sin.” He grumbled lowly. “It’s not worth it. It is one sin I wish no one had.” he uttered, pulling Arthur close. “And she will be happy. And even so with us both in the statue.” all before hugging Arthur tightly while pressing small kisses upon his forehead and cheek.
"Darling, it's alright. Truly. I don't blame you for anything." Arthur told him softly. "Hey, I don't always listen to him...he's a git too sometimes, you know? You two have that in common." He smiled cheekily a little bit, a slight turn in a happier direction for a moment. Yet he hesitated when Lucifer asked him directly about the toy and Arthur's wings drooped behind him. Like a child caught with their hand in the cookie jar, the angel looked a little guilty. "I...try not to think of it as her anymore. Sometimes I catch myself, but sometimes it just feels...natural. I feel like...I'm supposed to have a baby but I don't and it feels wrong." He tried to explain.
It was complicated and none of the others knew how he felt inside. How that motherly instinct was still there, wanting to care for his little one who was so close to being born, but now that was suddenly gone and it was difficult to let go of. "But Lust would be the best of them for me. I used to hate it but you helped me be more confident over what I am...was." Arthur sighed quietly but looked up again as he was pulled even tighter against his lover. He hummed quietly and closed his eyes to enjoy the sweet kisses he was getting. "How can I be your Queen if I'm not even a devil...?" He whined quietly.
A look of pain formed upon Lucifer's face as he blamed himself still over it. More so how his eyes flicked to the side before turning to face Arthur. "Mmm alright. Yes you do call him that quite a bit. Ugh I guess we do have something in common like that." he grunted, as it was a bit of a happy direction for a brief moment. "Oh baby....." he murmured before sighing softly. He didn't want to see Arthur look like a child with their hand in the cookie jar.
"I will help you alright? Help you ease yourself from seeing the toy as our little one. Have you... gone to the daycares or clinics? Talk to the other mothers, Artie? Have them help you go through this and figure out what is wrong? No,.. you don't have to have a baby." he replied. It was a bit hard to explain that motherly side of him since Lucifer doesn't have a motherly side but more fatherly. "I still don't want you to Sin Art. I am glad that you managed to be more confident in being a lust devil but still. And you can always be my Queen no matter what. You don't have to be a devil, or an angel or a human. You are my beloved who I know is Queenly inside and out."
Arthur really did not want that from Lucifer. He did not want that blame for him to shoulder and bear the weight of it all. So the angel would do what he could to stop it from happening. Starting with now and how Arthur tried to kiss that pained look away the moment he saw it on Lucifer's face. "I will never blame you...ever." He reiterated softly. A slight smile formed as the older male agreed to that little joke though. But he looked away as he couldn't help but feel as if he was disappointing Lucifer in the fact he still somewhat saw the toy as Primrose.
"I'm really trying not to see it as her...really I am. Oh...oh no. I haven't ventured out of the castle at all this past month besides returning to Heaven. I...was unsure if the devils could control themselves around an angel. I do not want a repeat of my first fall, besides I....I haven't been back since I was taken and tortured by the rebels. Part of me is scared, like I'll relive what happened even though I know it's impossible." He admitted quietly. Arthur knew the humans had a word for such a feeling, but he couldn't recall what it was exactly. Still, he knew it happened from traumatic events. "It only happened with your help. I...oh, Luci..." He sighed gently, giving him a small, yet sad smile buried deep beneath those emerald eyes. "I am glad you see me as your Queen no matter what. But to me, your true Queen is a redheaded incubus who wants to spend every waking moment with you."
No, no of course he doesn't want that from Lucifer at all in him putting such blame on himself. To shoulder and bear the weight of that type of guilt. Ah well, he doesn't want you to be burdened after all Arthur. Well he did accept the kiss, letting out a soft purr as a result. "And then I will never blame you too." he murmured softly. Well he had to agree to the slight joke.
"Sweetheart...." he murmured softly. There wasn't any disappointment, he just wants to really help you is all. "And as I said, I will help you Art. No? Well if you are merely around the mothers then you should be fine. Have Dezoth or the Captain to guard you. Do you want me to escort you there? So I can protect you my love?" he murmured, pressing soft kisses upon his cheeks. "There won't be any to kidnap you. Remember, all the rebels are gone." he uttered softly. For that word, perhaps he figured it out when going to Earth and found a way to learn how to deal with such traumatic events." And I can still help you even as an angel. Arthur.. as I keep telling you. I will love you no matter what you look like,... male or female, redhead or blond. My love for you is entirely eternal."
No, neither refused to give the other any blame but still blamed themselves. Perhaps they always would, deep down. "Luci..." Arthur whined quietly but sighed and let it go. He knew Lucifer didn't blame him and wouldn't change that. Arthur was somewhat ashamed to admit that he couldn't trust the general populace enough to be around him. But after what he went through as an incubus, who could really blame him? Still, he nodded. "I would like to visit the daycares and clinics again...now that you're awake, once you get your strength back up, maybe we could go together. I'd be more comfortable knowing you're there with me." He smiled.
"I know the rebels are gone, I just...can't get that dreadful feeling out of my mind." He sighed again. He wished he could but PTSD was not that easy to fix. Maybe he would realize that's what it was on Earth. How could Arthur not be disappointed he was blonde now? He remembers Lucifer telling him that the Almighty herself told him that his destined beloved would have red hair. Now, Arthur was blonde as sunshine and he couldn't help but be insecure over not fitting that tale of fate anymore. "I know you will, just as I would have loved you as an archangel...but just like you, I wanted you to be a devil so you would be happier and free. It's the same with me."
Neither did refuse to give the other any blame at all. They always blame themselves after all. He let out a small hum when his nickname was uttered. Correct, he did not blame him at all for anything. And there was nothing wrong with that right now. More so not with what had happened to him. He needed to learn that no one would hurt him again. “Then we can do that. Even if it means transporting us to them and walking inside before slowly lengthening the walks as I get stronger? Doesn’t that sound good? I know baby, I know. And I am always here for you too. Remember that.” He whispered.
PTSD was something that won’t be an easy fix as they will surely learn and it might take years or centuries for him to hopefully overcome. If anything it would be nice to know what it was called and how to go about helping him. Of course Arthur would be truly disappointed in being blond as he keeps telling Lucifer. And that was what he told him.., yet Lucifer cared not. He’s feelings never changed with Arthur as he loves him no matter what. Oh Arthur you didn’t have to fit that take of fate unless you truly believe you are as prophesied. “You’d be the only one loving me in such a form. I also want you to be happy and free too.” he murmured. Yet in his mind, that’s for him to be an angel.
It's just how these two always were. Arthur looked a tad worried about transporting since he did worry over Lucifer using too much energy. "Are you sure? Are you feeling up to getting us there and back that way? It won't be too early, will it?" He asked with concerned eyes. "Ah...yes, I know you're always there for me, without fail." He gave a small smile. Yes, it would be nice to have a name for how he felt. He very much wanted to feel better but knew it wasn't that easy. And he knew in his heart that things like talking about it, most likely with Iaoel as the healer, and even medications would be his best solution.
Much like they did before when bad things happened. Oh but Arthur kind of loved the idea that he was fated to be Lucifer's, even though he also hated the idea of the Almighty having her hands in their relationship at all. "That doesn't matter. Your angelic form would be just as loved as your demonic one, I love both." Yet he whined as he could tell Lucifer thought that freedom and happiness came from his current form. "I won't feel very free when I always have to ask for permission to leave the gates to come see you." He sighed.
It was indeed how these two always were, it was something that will never change at all. Icy blue hues saw such a worried look at that thought when he mentioned about transporting both of them. "Yeah, I'm sure. I mean yeah just a matter of seeing how much energy I have. If we have to walk back then we walk back and take our time as a result. It won't hurt just trying Art." he hummed, pressing a kiss upon his cheek. "Mm yes that I am and make damn sure to do for you." he happily uttered. Now that would be good, to have a name for such panic and terror to pain that he feels every so often. And this will take time unfortunately.
Talking was a big issue in trying to get better, diary writing is another aspect too. If he needs specific medication then that will help. It was surprising Lucifer hasn't said much about his own demons within his mind but he too might have the same troubles of having that too with all that happened to him in having two children killed as well as his lovers. Granted, Arthur miraculously came back. He knew Arthur loved that idea that he was fated to be Lucifer's, despite the meddling of the Almighty. "So you say and I know you will be the only one Art but I am glad you love both sides. No one else cares too much over it. I can have a word with Remiel or Michael over it but it is safer for them to escort you down here and back."
Arthur was only worried about Lucifer pushing himself too far so early upon waking. If he could do it then great, but it wouldn't stop the angel from worrying. "Maybe try a smaller transport first...? Why don't you bring us back to the chambers once we're done out here and see how that feels?" He suggested, wanting to be on the safe side. He smiled at him though as of course he loved that validation.
It would be nice to have the name and Arthur would have to accept that he had it, just like Lucifer would too even if he showed it less did not mean it didn't hurt him inside. Which if it was, Arthur wouldn't want him to keep that inside. "It doesn't matter, either way I'll be yours. But I’m glad you returned to your demonic beauty...this is my Luci I fell so deeply in love with." He smiled up at him fondly, turning his head slightly to give him a kiss. "I don't want to bother them or you all the time...I could make the journey by myself, now that you're awake. At least to Earth or the entrance to Hell." He suggested.
Well that was a valid worry for Lucifer in pushing him too far so early upon his waking up. No one knew what he could do at the moment after just waking up so soon. A low groan sounded from him at that before nodding. "Fiiine. We can do a smaller transport first. I can do that for you and see what will happen to me. But I don't mind the slow walk home if it comes to it when we travel to the daycares." he hummed, trying to show that no matter what happens he doesn't mind the outcome. As for the name of the word and feelings within, it would be quite nice. The validation would be best and he would be able to accept it.
Well with Lucifer, it would be a lot to see if he has it or not since he doesn't want to show any weakness over being King. It would take more prodding for Lucifer to not keep any of that inside at all. "Yes either way indeed you are forever mine. Mm I suppose I am glad that you are glad I came back to this demonic form that you truly fell in love with." came his reply before entertaining the kiss, tail flicking happily. "Arthur, you won't bother them as they will go out of the way for you. And well we can certainly try that first and then see how you’d do before introducing you to one of the entrances of Hell.
"Thank you, darling. I worry about you all, you know?" Arthur gave him a lopsided smile to thank him for agreeing. "I just don't want you to teleport us then...I don't know, pass out or if anything bad happens and you can't fight..." He trailed off, trying to tell himself that wouldn't happen now that the rebels are gone. Which was partially true, it was much less likely, but still some devils were bad even without being rebels. Just like humans, there were bad people here in Hell as well and Arthur couldn't help but worry.
Still, he did really miss visiting the daycares and the clinics too. He had heard that they were all asking about him and he wanted to show them he was fine. True, but Arthur managed to get him to open up and grieve once and now they've done so together over Primrose once, they can express themselves together if allowed. "Mm, yes, very much so I'm glad. I love this look on you." He chuckled. He was and always will be his perfect Pride demon. But he couldn't help but groan and shake his head at that. "I don't want either of them to have to go out of their way for me so much though...ugh, it would be so much easier if I were an incubus again..." He uttered offhandedly.
"You're welcome sweetheart. And I know you will worry about me." he huffed softly, though giving Arthur a smile in return. "If I pass out then drag my ass inside the daycare to wake up there. Now now,...I doubt there's going to be any fighting. Everyone no doubt is in a better mood over how things are I believe. So it'll be fine baby." he murmured lowly, giving reassuring kisses upon his forehead.
It was partially true since even with rebels gone, there were the bad type of devils much like humans. And with visiting the daycares, he can show how he was even more so with Lucifer too. Yes, Arthur did manage to get him to open up and grieve before both allowing themselves to grieve Primrose. It just takes some prodding is all. "Hah of course you do. Arthur, they are willing to do so okay? They don't mind at all since you are my lover. And I said I would think about it no?" he replied, blinking before looking down when he felt a nudge to his leg and saw Cerberus standing there wiggling with a playful growl in trying to entice him to play tug with a stick.