Warrior's Heart |Undertale AU|

12

( | D e a t h | )

| This chapter will tell you what went down between Death and Geno, also smut is ahead, so prepare yourself. |

"Death."

"Your highness."

I bow my head to him, and I often would call Geno that to tease him. It always seemed to bother the eldest prince. I smirk a tad to him from under my hood, holding my scythe in my hand.

"Death, why in the bloody hell do you keep continuing to call me 'highness' when I am not a woman-?" Geno asked of me, and my reply came with;

"Because I see you that way, Gen~" Whilst I stared at him, he growled a bit at the thought of him being submissive.

"Oh, you see me as the submissive, hm?" He glared, then to all of a sudden. I felt him pushed me back into the door of our bedroom. Pinning me there, glaring up at me from his shortened height. He had only been about five feet or so, and I?

I had been about six feet and two inches tall. Taller than him that's for certain.

I thought almost out loud.

Feeling him tug my cloak down in a fistful of clothing. Tugging further lower, so I was almost directly at his height. "You think you're better being in control, my lovely husband~?" In question, he asked this, and I felt even the air grow heavier between us.

I soon felt him lick my teeth, causing my face to brighten up a bit in a blue hue. Is he asking for control-? I ask myself in my thoughts, staring at him from under my hood. The feeling of him asking for entrance made my body heat up. Soon I complied, opening my mouth. Summoning my scythe away, hoisting him up onto me to straddle my standing figure. Feeling our kiss deepen, and, become a tongue battle against one another.

He moved away for air, even though skeletons don't exactly need to. But, he did it anyway. I gripped his ass, the only thing connecting us was a strand of saliva.

He glared at me a bit, soon, resting his head at the crook of my hooded neck.

"Reaper-"

"Mm?"

"Do you really think of me being that feminine?" Geno's words came, and I felt my cloak vibrate to his words. Feeling myself almost kneel over, the reason why I married him, wasn't because of his riches, or being prince in royalty.

I married him, because I fell in love. He was the only one who could withstand my embrace without dying. Like many have done in the past whenever they embraced me.

I smirk down at him, holding him up on me still. Feeling his legs wrap around my waist, pulling me down to have us begin making out. Even though we are directly in the hallway of the upper floor.

No one, mainly besides him and I, either us or the servants of the king, come up here to clean the hallways and the other rooms.

I felt the heat rise between us, feeling him tug my hood off my head. Urging me forward, stumbling back into our bedroom door, opening it with my magic, so I wouldn't drop him. The door closed behind us.

Once we were in the room, we spun a bit and I happened to trip over the bed to come across a heated face Geno above me. We both plop down onto the bed, and I swore I had felt the feeling of him straddling me. Opening my one white eye light, staring directly into his one good eye light.