Lucifer

And enter the game he creates.

Hearing those two words come from Teagan’s lips, Lucifer had to hold himself back a moment. His whole body shuddered as his red eyes closed. They were softly spoken, carrying a lot of meaning to the dark male. He loved her, that was sure, but he had hardly ever voiced that. With her saying them so openly, Lucifer’s cold heart softly warmed. It only warmed in the presence of a few, but Teagan was becoming the main one it heated up for. With that knowledge locked down in his mind, the King moved forward with his eyes holding the first true gentleness anyone's seen from him, and it was all for her.

“Zagan?” Lucifer softly asked, curious about the child's name. So far all of his offspring have been named something relating to old wives tales or actual demons. There were a few outliers, aka Ash and Smudge, but Lucifer did not really mind. All of the life he had created was a breath of fresh air in an otherwise stifling world that was rewarded oh so ‘prettily’ with depression. Shaking the thoughts away though, the mammoth sized male lowered his head once he was closer and aimed to brush his soft muzzle against his loves cheek. “He is strong, just like his mother.” Giving a tender smile, Lucifer lifted his head and looked at his mini me.

Stallion ─ 18.0 hands ─ Black ─ Demon King of The Dunes