darkdragonqueen3000

It was like the stories of old. The fall of the mightiest angel of God. His wings blotted out the sun as you feebly looked up from the blood-stained water of the cute fish pond you’d been admiring, not even five minutes before. Your blood flowed from a gash across your chest and over the opulent white marble and mingled with the blood of the rebels as your guards cut them down. Your smile was one of shock, and your head felt light with blood loss. He was coming to save you. He didn’t draw his sword to fight, and you were certain, in your heart, that he would scoop you up and fly you away to safety. But he didn’t, and you became entirely aware of the horrors before you as you saw the love of your life land in the fray, rending tiny human forms to bloody piles of meat and sinew and bones by hand. Steaming, stinking offal was scattered over stone and foliage as he ripped his way through terrified men and women. His eyes black as pitch and his pristine white feathers that

"Speak for yourself, I just noticed a brand new spot I've never noticed before, and it is delightful." Sanguinius smiled despite himself. "You know why I want to talk." It was true, you did. But you didn't want to have to explain that you were a coward to your dauntless lover. "I know." Was all you could get out before your throat tightened and the first few tears dropped unbidden from your eyes as you continued to avoid meeting his gaze. The sight of your tears had an immediate effect on the man, primarch or no he was still your lover and he hated seeing you distressed. He reached for you and you let him take you into his arms. His wings followed, wrapping you up in their power and protection. "Darling, what's wrong? I'm not angry with you if you're worried about that." Part of you was but it was a much smaller part than the voice in your head that kept calling you a coward and a liar. "I didn't want to disobey your orders the other day." You said, strangely flat in tone. Your eyes still leaked those darned salty tears but you'd already begun and you couldn't stop now. "I didn't want to be on the battlefield at all to be completely honest with you." You'd never told him how much you didn't actually like the field of battle. "Then why? What could have possessed you to do what you did." "It was an accident, I was chased onto the field… by a squig." Sanguinius could picture this new version of events clearly. And to his own self he felt ashamed, not just for getting cross with you but for the almost sickening sense of relief that flooded every inch of him. It was a new reason to keep you here, on his flagship and away from the battlefield. His wings closed in tightly on you and he continued to listen. "It was one of those that was covered in bombs. And I ran, I had a lasgun, I could have shot it. But I ran, like a coward." Sanguinius held you tighter and shook his head. "You're not, you had to get to a safer distance before you could do anything." It was your turn to shake your head then. "I didn't even think about that. I was just scared and I ran." Sanguinius was quiet. "Why did you ask to come along with us to the surface?" He was changing the subject, trying to give you a break from the previous line of thought. "I didn't. I made a joke about wishing I could spend the day with you despite the battle and it was put in as an official request to join you." Sanguinius's wings puffed in frustration and a measure of anger. That such a sentiment should have resulted in your endangerment. "I'm sorry, my love. That shouldn't have happened." He kissed the top of your head but you didn't respond. A claw of worry tore at him and he gave you a gentle squeeze. All that came from you was a quiet shuddering sob. "Why are you crying?" He asked at last, trying to keep his voice calm so as not to add to the stress of the situation. Sanguinius was loathed to admit that seeing you like this left him feeling helpless. And he despised seeing you cry. "Because now you know." You choked out, voice heavier with grief. “Darling, I don’t think you are a coward. I think that you were in a stressful situation and reacted. You are not used to being on the field of battle. Besides, your actions today did help us. Even if I was terrified for your safety.” “You were terrified?” You asked, astonished, eyes wide and still wet with tears. “Of course I was, I heard over the vox that a rhino had landed on you. How could I not be terrified?” He drew in a breath. “I don’t know what I’d do without you.” Sanguinius tilted your chin up just a bit. “I love you.” He whispered the words so softly you almost questioned whether or not you had actually heard him right. “I love you too.” His lips brushed softly against yours, the kiss was sweet and he filled it with all the concern and love he’d felt over the past several days. “I think I’d like to just stay on the ship from now on. And I’ll just have your time and affection when things are settled.” The primarch breathed quietly in relief. “Good. Because I’m not willing to risk your safety after all of that.” You both chuckled and he lifted you up. “Now let's get cleaned up. And I’ll give you some of that much desired affection.”