Sanscest One-shots (Fluff/Smut) :::Requests:::CLOSED

:::Afterdeath::: Soft Wings and Softer Kisses (Fluff)

A/N: I am too much of a simp for Geno to forget his birthday so have this soft fluff with these two, ft. Reaper with wings because... YES.

(I know I'm late by a day but I didn't want to post this at 1 am)

Geno opened his eye at a sudden batting sound that echoed in the void, focusing his eyelight across the sweeping darkness around him. He narrowed his socket in vague suspicion of the apparent noise he heard, debating whether it even existed or the endless blackness around him had forced his mind to create fictitious concepts out of sheer boredom.

He continued to sit on his small patch of grass in the save screen, turning his skull to the side only to hear another brief fluttering sound, a slight sheen catching his attention above him. Something small fluttered into his view, and he allowed it to settle in his outreached hand; It was a black feather that gave off the slightest of iridescent sheens when turned into the light that seemed to exist in tandem to the darkness around him.

The glitched skeleton huffed, now understanding what this little black feather entailed. He whipped his head around to meet who he anticipated would be there, only to jump as he felt a pair of arms scoop him up from behind, wrapping around his ribs snugly. He felt his body get pulled back against something firm, and a different kind of darkness wrapping around him. A wall of feathers partially blocked the view in front of him from broad ebony wings encasing him in a soft cocoon.

"Reaper! Gods, do not-" Geno was about to go off on the god of death that had nearly scared him to, well... the god himself fittingly, but looked down at something in the other's hand, taking notice to a bright white lily with red and white ribbons fancifully tied around the stem in a bow.

"Happy birthday, angel," Geno stared at the flower for a moment, completely ignoring the prolonged kiss left on his temple as he considered what the god had said.

"Wait, how did you know? Even I don't..."

"If you want me to be completely honest, love, I'm just roughly estimating. I just know it's supposed to be about now in your timeline," The smaller paused again to consider what time it even is in the active timeline right now, but shook his head to avoid the headache that it would induce. He thought about Reaper trying to gauge the time of his universe and couldn't help but chuckle finally, knowing the god was always awful at understanding the concept of it due to his immortality. Honestly, even if Reaper was completely off, the idea of him even bothering to do something for his birthday is already flattering. Geno brought up one of his hands to Reaper's opposite cheek, feeling the taller further nestle his the side of his skull into the crook of Geno's neck.

"Thank you, Reaper," The glitched skeleton pinched the stem of the flower with his other hand, noticing that it was made of plastic, smiling all the same at it, "It's fake?" Geno asked the question as more of a factual statement, but Reaper still turned his skull as though to hide his face against Geno's scarf, ashamed to admit it.

"Sorry, love, best I could do, with... you know," The words were partially muffled into the red fabric, but Geno gently persuaded Reaper's skull up with his own, now leaning his forehead against the god's.

"It's beautiful, really. I love it," Reaper gazed into Geno's eyelight, searching for a hint of mockery, but found the soft white glow brightly with genuine affection. With a smile, Reaper leaned in to leave a patterned row of kisses along Geno's cheek, causing the smaller to duck into his scarf subconsciously. The god didn't let him hide away though, as the peppered kisses continued on the smaller's face, eliciting a soft, hesitant chuckle from Geno. "Reaper, enough,"

"Never," Reaper responded playfully, pinching Geno's chin to keep him still as he continued to decorate Geno's face in soft pecks, absolutely ecstatic at Geno's genuine appreciation of his seemingly pitiful birthday gift. If he could have, he would have given Geno a whole damn garden of flowers, though his life withering powers would have made it obsolete.

"Okay, okay, stop," Geno still chuckled as he held a hand over Reaper's mouth to finally restrain his partner's incessant affections, as much as he enjoyed them. Setting the flower on the ground gently and retreating the hand away from Reaper, Geno turned his body to the side with his arms slinking around the god's neck. He spared only a moment looking into his partner's voided sockets before he leaned in to meet their 'lips' together in a slow yet sweet show of Geno's appreciation.

Reaper was almost taken aback by Geno's forwardness, not usually used to him making the first move when it came to romantic gestures. It left the god flustered enough that his wings unconsciously fluttered around the smaller in his lap, seeming to cause the smaller to draw away and bury his skull in the god's neck. Reaper spared a huffed chuckle as he saw Geno's face glow in a dusting of blue magic, clearly a bit ashamed that he had allowed himself to be so upfront with his affection for the other.

Without a word, the god curled his raven wings around his partner, whose arms were tightly wrapped around his neck in a hug already. The soft feathers gently pressed against Geno like a weighted blanket causing the smaller to hum softly, nestling his face further into the god's neck. Geno shifted to reposition his legs around Reaper's body, now pressing closer to his partner. Reaper's arms rested gently around the other's waist, his thumbs drawing circles into the fabric over Geno's spine, massaging the bone in a comforting manner.

"Comfy, love?" Geno hummed as he shook his head faintly, "Seems like you're actually enjoying this more than your present," Geno nodded again without much thought, "Aww, I was just kidding, angel. I didn't think you were serious," Reaper responded in mock offence when Geno admitted the physical contact was more appreciated than the fake flower, causing Geno to sit up for a moment to stare Reaper dead in the eyes.

"Reaper, I love you, but you can be quiet now," The words were firmer than the context of them would imply, but Reaper couldn't help but smile like a fool when he heard Geno say those three beautiful words in tandem.

"Of course, angel~" He leaned in to quickly peck Geno's 'lips', seeing that adorable speckling of magic over his cheeks again before he buried his face back into Reaper's neck, nestling closer as he enjoyed the warmth of the wings wrapped around him. "Love you too..." Reaper whispered quietly against his partner's skull, bringing a hand up to lay on Geno's skull to pet gently. Another affirming hum escaped the smaller as he settled quite comfortably into the god's lap, maybe for a nap or maybe simply for the enjoyment of being in the arms of the person he loves.

He could have no greater present than that.