Chapter 10

While one group of the heroes quieted down and chose to rest and heal – like Mick and Vega or the Gods – waiting for the Full Moon when they would do the ritual to bring Christos back as a God, the other chose a different and a bit louder way to kill some time.

It was all Samael's idea, but Robb couldn't blame his husband for wanting to celebrate their safe return and frankly, having some family time with King and his pair was something Lucifer was going to appreciate too.

Getting to the scene of the family dinner was a bit trickier, though, as it required Sotiris' help. Namely, a portal that would safely and directly take them and the Khazra to the Stronghold.

After all, it was their home and they also didn't want to overuse the hospitality of the Gods. They were generous enough to allow their warriors to stay there for a couple of days.

But now they were all back and Lucifer and his son were sitting in some comfortable armchairs, sipping on their drinks while they could keep an eye on Samael and Matt moving around and working on dinner in the kitchen.

"This is nice..." Robb murmured to his son, smacking his lips after drinking some of the strong bourbon.

"Yeah…" King nodded with a dreamy smile as he watched his pair and his... 'mommy' being busy in the kitchen. "I'm sorry I wasn't here more to have such homey family time. It does feel nice. You know… back then watching you two made me finally go away," King laughed sipping on his drink. Even more from the face his father made at his words. "No, no… Don't take it the wrong way. I wanted to find my pair. And you two just made it all okay after all the differences and troubles and going through so many changes. Just because you two knew there is someone who would care for and love you. Look how domesticated Satan became for you…"

"Well... I'm glad we finally got to the point when we can talk about this topic," Robb relaxed again and turned his head to smile at his son. "Buuut... I wouldn't say he is that domesticated... I mean, you know well how impulsive he can get... But I am indeed proud of his progress. Believe me, it was a lot of work from both sides..." he smirked under his mustache, but then looked more serious. "We always understood that need in you to find your pair. It's the strangest and most elusive desire one can have, isn't it? We were just worried for you," he smiled softer. "But as I've heard and saw, you two are over some big hurdles yourselves too."

"I remember how impulsive he is... Also how you love him being that impulsive… You know at times this stronghold is not big enough for the sounds to die out with distance," King giggled into his glass and drank. "We are over a lot already. But I'm sure there will be more. Matt is quite impulsive too, you know…"

"Yeah... well, won't be sorry about that, son," Robb snorted dirty and left his eyes on his husband's butt for a moment before taking another sip. "But yes. I love that too in him. He wouldn't be himself if I tried to change that in him. He only needs some self-control at times. Though it doesn't mean I'm not worried about him most of the time. I'm sure you know the feeling too," he glimpsed back at King. Robb couldn't help the pride and good feeling that filled him when he looked at his eldest and by now only son. "Yes, there definitely will be more. But he makes you strong and balanced. I can feel the changes clearly on you too. You're practically glowing," he smirked half-jokingly.

Meanwhile in the kitchen Samael tried his best to be a very good and supportive person to Matt. The pair of his raised son... And to achieve that, he used his charm and funny baby stories. Also wine. Sweet Greek wine was a must for bonding...

"And... how does it feel suddenly knowing so much about yourself and origin and all?" he asked on a more serious tone as they were cutting up potatoes.

The wine was strong and very good indeed. Matt could already feel it in his head and he probably giggled more on the baby King stories than he would have without it. But it was nice, just like cooking with Satan himself. He would've never thought that this could happen to him, but there they were...

As Matt concentrated on the potatoes, he thought for a second, his smile faltering a bit. "I have mixed feelings about it. I love that there are no more secrets about my past. But it also kinda sucks, especially because of what a douche my real old man is," he answered, chopping up the potato maybe a bit harder than necessary.

"I see," Samael hummed. "I and Lulu know a few things about shitty father figures. Even if I always felt AND he threw it into my face that I and my race are from somewhere else, he was in that role for many of us," he said in a sympathetic voice. "Tell me, what are your thoughts about it all?" he asked pouring more wine to them both. He was always grateful for his husband to have a listening ear to his problems, and tried to give that to Matt now.

"Calling him Lulu still cracks me up every time, sorry," Matt snickered a bit then sighed. "Damn, you're right. Of course you know from firsthand how shitty fathers can be..." Matt lightly scolded himself for a moment then let it go and took a sip from his wine as he looked up at Samael's profile. "I... well, I'm still struggling with trying not to see my whole existence as a sick experiment... which on a grander scale is exactly what this world and its living beings are, isn't it?" Matt chuckled a bit off as he just realized that. "See? We have so much more in common than I first thought. Daddy issues on top of that, huh?" he shook his head and drank some more. "How do you... deal with this?" he paused, searching the other man's face – maybe a bit desperate for the answer.

"I think you are dealing with it very well. I and Lulu took it out on everything... as it is well-documented," Samael shrugged and winked. "For me... I hate him for changing me from something I don't even remember to being his tool. Then punished me when I wasn't useful enough... I'm not helping now, right?" he let out a little nervous laugh and sighed getting the potatoes in the pot under the sink to put water on them. "So the summary is that we still don't deal with it. It is much better and having my pair is a great help. We share that with you. We were created for fun to see how the experiment will go. I think the turning point for me was that.. I realized that it's the past. I mean... We lived that through. I took Lord Nabu's teachings and tried to learn about myself. Why I am so angry, besides the obvious, of course. And the truth is I'm most angry about the wasted time and opportunities. To know and live and be more of a good supportive pair for my husband. And I just don't want to waste more. You make any sense out of all that?" he looked at Matt hopefully that he did make some sense and somewhat helped the cherub. "Lucifer always tried to bring life and life's beauty here to me to see. And for a long time I just blocked many things out. I guess King and Mara were the first exceptions. The unconditional love and innocence of children. Even if demon children, they can melt hearts," he smiled softly, turning to look at his husband and remained child.

"Oh yes... it makes sense to me," Matt smiled as he turned around to look at the other two as well. "A lot of soul-searching and the help of your loving pair can get you through it. That's a perfectly sensible explanation as there's no instant solution to this. Thank you for the eye-opening advice. I appreciate. Being the husband of the Light Bringer for so long pays off, it seems," Matt joked and looked at his own pair with a contemplating expression.

"I love him very much, you know. You think that... he would like to have kids one day?" he asked all of a sudden, looking at Samael for his reaction.

"Oh darling, it pays off in a lot of ways," Samael winked giggling. Then to Matt's other question he had to think a little. "Honestly... I'm sure in your long existence you two will want kids. You are still getting used to the idea of a non-human life and lifespan. Your bond is still forming and new. You have others in the relationship, and that is good for the long run. We have a vessel of blood and flesh of this Earth here. And the laws and needs of such bodies creep into our essence too. Our life is too long and layered to be monogamous. So… who knows… There are many powerful sexy females out there. Or just minor ones to deliver an offspring. Just remember how long it can be. And how much fun and love and everything you make of this special life," Samael patted Matt's shoulder. "And babies are a handful... But it’s worth it. Oh Lulu, my love…" he suddenly yelled back to the living area. "Remember when baby King burned this kitchen, diner and half that room down because he didn't want his Brussels sprouts?"

Matt wanted to reply that he knows how new and forming everything is between him and Corey, but instead nearly spit out his wine from what Samael yelled, soon his wholehearted laugh filling the kitchen. "Noooo, you didn't!!!" he glimpsed between the father-son duo.

"Yes, he did. It was cute and also a great struggle for years," Robb rolled his eyes, smiling fondly at his son. "No one could ever convince him that Brussels sprouts are edible... Oh but my other favorite was when he kept riding up and down on the goats then later on the hell hounds... Ah, those were the good days," he raised his glass to that, his softened gaze meeting Samael's.

"Please, tell me there is a family album..." Matt 'prayed', looking hopefully at the dads.

"Yeah and making our Khazra march up and down the hallway. He was on the back of their shaman," Samael laughed as they walked to the living room.

"Don't tell me you've been telling Matt baby stories all this time…" Corey moaned sending begging eyes as Samael.

"Nah… of course not! We had very serious conversations too. But yeah... I have an album," he grinned at Matt proudly. Accompanied by Corey's giving up sigh.

To that Matt literally squealed all excited, making the dads chuckle. "Can I see?"

"Oh right, that was a sight to behold too. And of course. I'm sure King wouldn't mind," Robb smiled wide and got up to go to a bookshelf to fetch the album. "He was our little tyrant. Made me so proud," Robb sighed and now he was the one who looked like beaming as he put the big leather-bound family album on the coffee table in front of the now sitting Matt.

The Cherub grinned from ear-to-ear once he took a sip of his wine and was eager to start flipping over it. "This is a very valuable insight into your family life. I appreciate and gonna treasure it," he breathed amazed. He only had one surviving photograph with his mother when he was a kid. This was like a treasure chest in his eyes, even if he was not a part of this family back then.

"It is a rare thing. Remember my age?" Corey smirked moving next to Matt. "Many new aged are taken from older paintings we had. And some is what Samael learned from the demons of Pandemonium," he started as he opened the book and like a hologram a picture of a younger looking, shaved and long haired Samael and Lucifer with two small horned and winged demon children shone up.

"It's magic. The essence of a second visualized and frozen. It's more close to how tribal people thought photographs steal their soul. This magic steals that second," Samael explained with a nostalgic smile as he looked at the ‘photos’ of their old selves and the kids. "Oh my, that old dungeon interior was so 1100..." he snorted at one picture of the hallway and kitchen with the two bigger kids shown with a bunch of cats.

"This is so wicked cool! This magic I mean. I've heard about that belief of the tribal people. But the regular later pics are just as awesome..." Matt whispered truly amazed as he leaned a bit against Corey's shoulder with his own for physical contact. It was an unintentional reaction to his closeness as they were looking at the pictures.

Matt smiled and took a good look of every picture, just listening to the comments of the others and chuckling here and there. 

"Wow, very few can rock a septum piercing look, but you did, Robb!" Matt pointed at a picture with the long-haired Robb, but his beard was much shorter as he had King sitting on his thigh and a beautiful strong-looking woman standing next to him with her hand on his shoulder. Matt saw her on other pictures here and there too and he took a glimpse of Corey. "Is she your mother?" he asked softly.

"Yeah everyone looks like a farm animal with a septum, really," Corey laughed.

"Heyyyy, young man... I like goats," Samael replied to that, stroking Robb's long beard like he still would have a goatie just like in that picture and pecked his husband's lips.

"Yeah she was. Look this was two days before she died," Corey pointed at one magical picture with him around three years old and with his mother they held a small baby.

"Those you do..." Robb giggled and pecked his husband back before he looked at that next picture again with a small barely there sigh.

"Oh... It's a very good picture and... I'm sorry... I assume this is Mara, your baby sister with whom you grew up here?" Matt asked about the baby, hinting that Corey has told him some things about his family before too. "I've noticed a pattern, though... On most pictures it's the two of you as kids. I mean... clearly there are pictures of your other siblings too, but how come it was only the two of you raised here?" he asked, looking curiously at all three men.

"Yes, she was Mara. We had only dad and Samael. We were around three years apart and I was the first," King said looking up at his two dads. "The others were younger and had mothers and families dad was with. After mother died, dad brought us here and Samael cared for us."

"You brought life into this place and in my life," Samael smiled and went over to cuddle King like he was still a hyper little kid and not a few thousand years old demon.

From that both Matt and Robb seemed to melt a little bit. Robb especially as that gesture showed just how much love his husband still had for their son. It was always very heartwarming for him to see that, even after all these years.

"And you were the best 'mommy' my kids could have, my love," he added while refilling his glass then drank to that too. Feeling moved from the slightly bittersweet memories of seeing the faces of all the loved ones they had lost made the old wounds throb a bit again. But he pushed that down as it was welcoming and initiating Matt into the family, so he put on a warm smile and watched the young ones continuing going through the album.

"And... who is this?" they heard Matt after a little while, pointing at a recurring big half-naked warrior-looking dude with war-painting all over his upper body and face, long dark hair either let down or put into a high ponytail around his shaved skull. "Both Mara and you seemed to be fond of the guy," he added with a soft chuckle, seeing one where baby Mara was stuffing the end of that hair into her mouth as she was sitting on a muscular arm and looking up mesmerized at the mountain of the calm man. Then there was one with the guy, Samael holding Mara while King’s mom was smiling in the background.

"Oh… He is… 'Mommy's' side piece. So to say," King chuckled, eyeing the parents with curiosity in his dark eyes. "What is with him since I've been away?"

Samael bit his lip and shrugged a little. "He is a war lord. From Pandemonium. The great Azmodan. And he was great help around…" Samael couldn't hold his blush and giggles back anymore and hid in his husband's neck.

"Yeah he was around a lot and played with us and all. Later I realized he played differently with ‘mom’ too…" Corey added, shrugging too.

Chuckling too, Robb put his arm around Samael to let his pair hide better in his neck and hair, his fingertips caressing the back of his neck.

"Ooooh... kinkyyy. I like it," Matt smirked wide as he turned a page and saw the younger clean-shaven Samael snuggling against the side of the war lord with a satisfied smile and some flush on his cheeks.

"Seems like all Samael's begging to me to bring a human-made camera down here later on paid off..." Robb mused, pressing a kiss into his husband's slicked back hair.

"Definitely..." Matt beamed. "It's so good to see you as a kid as well. You had that brooding mysterious look going on so early. It's cute," the Cherub gave Corey a dreamy look. "Plus I think when you misbehave, I'll make you Brussels sprouts!"

"Yeah well I think your potatoes are overcooking…" Corey smirked back changing the subject.

"Yeah, we should take a look at it and the roast too," Samael suddenly jumped up and waltzed to the kitchen, followed by Robb's laugh.

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The next early morning Robb was sitting in the leather armchair in their bedroom, already all dressed and cradling a fresh cup of strong coffee between his hands. He took small sips of the dark nectar while lost in thoughts, watching his sleeping naked pair on their bed.

He was thinking about the family dinner the night before. It went very well and Robb felt it was very much needed for all of them. Matt especially. One just had to look at the young Cherub to see how much he appreciated being finally embraced into a real family. But it was also good to reconnect with their son. It's been such a long time since they could do that and this evening – especially thanks to the family album – made Robb all nostalgic again.

He remembered everything as clear as day. So many memories. Happy and devastating ones. Last night he didn't allow himself to give into those feelings and thoughts, but now he had some time before his pair would wake up to distract him with something else.

He liked such quiet early mornings...

Samael woke up from the first wave of lingering aroma of the freshly brewed coffee. But he chose to embrace the cool silk bedding just a bit longer and let the spicy strong scent fill his being and gently cradle him in the pleasant half-conscious state.

He had such nice dreams, triggered by the family gathering the night before. Making his mind go into areas he visited a very long time ago. And by the time he fully woke up, his subconscious got it all figured out…

"Oh Luluuuuu…" he singsonged waddling up all naked to his husband and plopped on his lap sitting sideways, hugging Robb's neck. "I love you…" he said using some baby talking voice and nuzzled his pair's face.

Robb's little reverie was interrupted in the most pleasant way, though. His beloved husband sitting on his lap all naked and saying such nice things to him so early. "I love you too, baby. But you'll never stop calling me like that, huh?" he asked with a giving up sigh. Not that it would really bother him what kind of a nickname his pair would give him.

Putting his free arm around his man, he gave him a coffee-tasting small "good morning' kiss. "Okay, out with it. I know there's something on your mind..." he caressed the naked back a bit as he searched Samael's familiar face.

"I think it's much better than the 'Lucy' that some humans use in television shows…" Samael mused, wiggling a bit on Robb's lap. "So... I was thinking…" he started while looking down from Robb's eyes and caressed his long beard. Somehow pressing his body even closer to the sitting man too. "What would you say if we called over Azmodan for a few drinks...? Just to catch up with him, you know… Maybe he has some important news that could help this world and the Gods…" he looked up into the dark eyes of his husband, trying to look as innocent as he could.

"Yeah, it's still better, I guess..." Robb cringed a bit, just enjoying his naked man's closeness, even if he had a strong feeling that he was trying to influence him with his 'innocent' actions and looks. Like many times before in their past.

Once their eyes met, he saw through that more and exhaled slowly, his fingertips absently tracing Samael's lower spine while he was thinking. "Hm... I see I'm not the only one who got nostalgic from yesterday... Are you sure that's all? I'm not sure how the Gods would react. I have my concerns, to be honest..."

Samael blushed. A real teenage girl-like upper cheek and tip of ears kind of blush and even bit down on his lower lip to Robb's question.

"Yeah… well… It was a long time ago and King asked what's with him and that made me think that... 'Hey I really don't know what's up with him. And he was so close to this family and such a great help around'," he acted out like a born Hollywood star while he kept wiggling his small ass on Robb's lap, even using great hand gestures for his act. "And maybe he is dead for all I know... It was like...pfffff... what… three hundred Earth years or so??? We always had long breaks, but this is the longest and yeah… It would be good to know what's up with him, you know. And I'm sure he would be useful to the Gods as well…"

Lucifer chuckled lightly from all the blushing and the show going on, but it soon turned into a low growl as that perfect small ass kept 'accidentally' rubbing against his groin.

Taking a deep calming breath as he lowered his hand with the mug to rest both on the armrest of the chair, Robb really looked at (and into) his husband. "You miss him, don't you?" he asked maybe with a tiny pang of jealousy, which had no right to be there in him, but he was still vulnerable since last night. "I get that and nothing wrong with that... I'm just concerned. Your reasoning makes sense, but you shouldn't forget either that he's a War Lord of Pandemonium... They are fierce and bloodthirsty warriors. Conquerors. The clans have been in war since the beginning just for... 'fun' too, not just for power and territories. You think the Gods would be okay with bringing him over without consulting them first? I mean... you've only just got back into their good graces and this dimension is their territory. We are not in our own sub-dimension anymore where we could summon whoever we wanted..."

"Yes, yes I know. And agree with you that we should ask the Gods first. This building has their magic and if we just agree with the Gods that he stays inside and meet them for questioning… I mean... I think he would do that… for me…" Samael frowned with a sigh.

He can't really be sure what others would do for him and to spend time with him… And really, who knows what happened with the War Lord since they were together? "We didn’t really break up… He just had that battle coming up…" he continued quietly and hugging Robb's neck closer. "I only ever had you and the kids and him... Never was out and formed romances and new families and all... So yeah… I do miss him. At least I would like to make contact again to know how he is…"

That fact right there was kinda surprising to Robb and although he kinda loved that it was just him and the kids and Azmodan for Samael, it also made him feel a bit bad about his other families and adventures. "I'm sorry, my love. I've been selfish again," he sighed and held Samael tighter. "We can ask the Gods about inviting Azmodan over into the Stronghold. I'm curious too what he's been up to. I hope he's doing well. And he could like... stay for a bit if you want him to and he has the time?" Robb asked a bit unsure if his hubby would like that.

"Thank you, my love," Samael sighed and picked up the coffee cup from the armrest and sipped from it. "He really was different than the other War Lords of his dimension. You know that… You KNOW HIM. I don't think he would cause problems here... But I can promise you that I won't let even him harm this world," he said very seriously looking his husband deep in the eyes and drinking his coffee.

Robb let him steal his coffee (like he often did) and caressed his waist soothingly. "Yes, my love, I know him. I know he wouldn't step out of line even in this dimension, but the Gods and the others don't know him or his kind that much. That's why I suggested a consultation with the Gods first," Lucifer said and kissed the bearded face.

Then he looked at his drinking man from close. "Do you mean it? That you only had him and us? I mean... I thought... not that it would be a problem. I'm just a bit surprised about that. It makes me sound like a whore compared to you, you know," he murmured with a half-smile.

"Well I didn’t really go out much, you know…" Samael shrugged. "Not really interested in hooking up with the demons either… When I was banished… I've met him and the others of his kind. You know that. I guess I'm the type to have some sort of liking to the person before sex," he giggled and gave the coffee cup back to Robb, leaving a sip at the bottom. "I like goats though… We had those around beside you all," he laughed stealing a quick kiss.

"You say I'm not that kind?" Robb pulled his nose up then tossed the last sip back before putting the cup down again. This time though his free hand went onto a long naked thigh.

Then he couldn't hold a laugh back as he lightly shook his head. "You are something else, Sami... Good thing then that I kinda like you..." Robb winked. "Now what to do with your gorgeousness?" he asked taking a good long look of the naked body that 'fell' into his lap.

"Kinda, huh? Well good to finally see clear about your intentions after so many thousands of years," Samael faked an outrage but laughed at the end and nuzzled his husband.

"Hmm... after that horrible offense I would suggest... that you carry me back to our bed... and try hard to make me feel better… Then some more coffee…" he said and even nodded to underline his words.

"What the gorgeous creature wishes, he shall get it..." Robb smirked and reached under Samael's knees and back to lift him up with ease. He paused only to steal a sensual kiss then carried Samael to their bed. "Man, it's good to be home..." he added as he put his man down and laid on top of him, loving the giggle he got in return.

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