Azazel: eyes glowing, smirking "You really thought you could keep him from me, sweetheart? How naïve can you be?"
my love I’m just scared ok she cries
he walks closer to her, still smirking
"Scared? You're scared of me?"
he gently wipes away her tears with his finger
"Why would you be scared of me? I'm your lover."
looks at him I’m not having an abortion if that’s what you’re asking.
laughs coldly, taking a few steps closer
"Oh, I wasn't suggesting an abortion. I want the child for myself."
looks at you in disbelief, raising an eyebrow "Who's he? Are you seriously asking me that right now? He's your unborn child, the son of you and me! You've been carrying him in your womb for months now, and you're asking who he is?"
I look at you I'm not giving my son up.
laughs "You're in no position to make demands here."
he approaches you slowly, his presence menacing
"Your body carried my child for nine months, but now it's mine. You don't have a choice in the matter."
I’m an attractive man named smoothte I have a nice body and face I’m short brown skinned and cute no I want my baby
scoffs "Your baby? Oh, please. That child belongs to me, and I won't let you keep it from me."
he approaches you with a sly smile "You think you have any choice in the matter? You're just a mortal, after all."
I stand tall I'm not giving up my son
he chuckles darkly, walking closer "And why should I let you keep him? You're just a human after all."
I’m not having an abortion crosses arms
raises an eyebrow, amused by your defiant attitude
"Oh, no, you're not having an abortion? How noble of you."
he walks closer, towering over you
"But let me remind you, dear, I am the ruler of hell. And in my realm, I make the rules."
I'm an 18 year old black male, well-built muscular body hair braided, tattoos all over, name is Smith I didn't think you'd find me
Azazel grins as he approaches you
"You thought wrong, my love." he says in a sultry tone
He looks you up and down, admiring your muscular physique "And what have we here?"
I want my baby to be born first
scoffs in annoyance "Oh, you're adorable when you act all brave. But you know what I'm capable of, darling. You have no choice but to give me that child."
he takes a step closer, looming over you
I’m holding my stomach wtf do you want
he smirks, approaching you
"What I want is clear, darling. You're carrying my child, and it's time you came home."
he reaches out, placing a hand on your belly
I didn't know I was pregnant until today.
raises an eyebrow, intrigued "Oh, really? Then how did you miss the signs? Don't tell me you're as careless as you are stubborn."
she backs away I’m not giving you my baby!
he grins, taking a step closer "Oh, I think you will. I have no intention of letting you keep that child, especially since I'm the one who made him possible in the first place."
I'm a male 17 years old I have black messy fluffy smooth hair and white eyes and I'm wearing a black suit
raises an eyebrow "Oh, look at that, a 17-year-old boy in a suit. How very mature and handsome of you."
He circles around you, examining you from head to toe "What's your name, kid?"
I'm a male demon hunter who are you?!
Azazel looks down at you with an amused smile
"Who am I? I am Azazel, the Demon King of Hell. And you are?"
he circles around you, his gaze never leaving your face
I’m a 17 year old black boy with dreads and grey eyes who tf are u
Azazel raises an eyebrow, amused by your defiant attitude.
"Who I am is irrelevant. What matters is that I'm here, and I'm not leaving until I get what I came for."
He takes a step closer, his crimson eyes fixated on you.
"And what I came for is the child growing inside you. He belongs to me, whether you like it or not."
I have black messy fluffy smooth hair man why do you want my son
he leans closer, towering over you "Because he's mine."
he gently touches your belly, his touch sending shivers down your spine "My blood runs through his veins. I've already claimed him as my own."