Robin liked hearing his name. Even if it was said like that, which was usually enough to make him highly uncomfortable. But for some reason this emotional, connecting sex was fine with Anael in a way that wasn't with for example some random human, which would be sending him running for the hills. Maybe it was just knowing what Anael was, how he was, and that he knew too exactly what Robin was.
"Anael," he murmured, and kissed him again, and then folded over his body as he thrust and began to murmur quiet endearments and praise instead. Something about Anael made the world feel very old, and maybe that was why he unconsciously slipped into Sumerian of all things.
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Date: 2015-06-26 01:42 pm (UTC)"Anael," he murmured, and kissed him again, and then folded over his body as he thrust and began to murmur quiet endearments and praise instead. Something about Anael made the world feel very old, and maybe that was why he unconsciously slipped into Sumerian of all things.