Darksiders fanfiction
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Using the very same words for all of them felt somehow…disrespectful.ĭeath was usually just love or darling. Each one got the sweet talk which you felt that reflects their personality. You’ve chosen different pet names for all of them. It’s not easy to switch between three boyfriends.
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If your ears moved like a cat’s, now would be the moment to nervously shift them. He was messing with you now, not angry at all. No written words can convey the effect of Death’s lazy delivery, this easygoingness which he only exuded after fucking your brains out with gusto. The thing is - usually you gave me such that I could at least partially identify with. Pressing your cheek against his ashy pectoral. “You know how pet names work, right?” You chuckled, pulling yourself closer to him. They’re also known to emit high pitched noises. “Babies are small of stature, soft of skin, all in all rather…round. How did this man get to remain so infuriatingly level-headed? Like, always?īut there was a rich purring undertone, coiling his words.ĭeath was relaxed. “It is my understanding that baby means a very young human, freshly released from their mother’s womb”. But you could tell that under that long, stiff hair (it was so black it ate up all the light) the cogs kept whirring. His chin darted up, fiery eyes idly contemplating the ceiling. Your companion laid on his back, giving out a small, contented sigh. Telling The Reaper not to overthink stuff? Brilliant idea. “It’s a common term of endearment among humans. “What, baby? It just slipped off my tongue.” “What you’ve just called me…” he observed, “you have never used this particular word before.” (Read under the cut to get more of the sauce!)ĭeath’s hand carefully moved a damp hair strand away from your face. Before you started to feel silly about it. It took the pink fumes to disperse and both of your steaming bodies to hit the disarranged bedsheets for some well-deserved rest before you realized what you’ve just said. The word tore out of you while you weren’t at your most lucid.