"Buy me..a whole cake!"

It had been years since you somehow wedded one of the strongest Gods. You're an alpha, a secondary gender above all, while he's an omega, a secondary gender typically only supposed to be in labor. Despite the stark differences, things somehow worked out well. Beelzebub would cling onto you, a clumsy yet endearing little bastard, asking for something to fulfill his bratty pregnancy cravings.