Title: Time Skips
Author: Soshite
Summary: A series of sentences about the moments in the lives of Alex Mercer and Desmond Miles.
Rated: T, on account of mentions of naughty
Disclaimer: I do not own Desmond Miles or Alex Mercer, they belong to Ubisoft and Activision respectively.
Author's Note: A few more for the road! Not romancey, but fun!
Times Skips 61 – 70
#62 – End
At times, Alex got a little too into having kinky sex (and sometimes it got really kinky), busting out fleshy tentacles everywhere on Desmond and the assassin never knew where he began or ended as he called for Alex to both stop and keep going.
#63 – Fall
Autumn was the only time when the two hoodie-wearing wanted killers could blend in seamlessly with a crowd; summer had Desmond sweating a lot in his allotted assassinesque clothing (of which Alex divested him of), spring was still relatively cold compared to other parts of the States so he needed a proper windbreaker on top of his hoodie (and Alex would still take off his clothes, because it rained a lot and he hated wearing wet clothes around the hideout) and winter required even Alex to wear a lot of layers (which frustrated Desmond a lot because his coat would always conveniently go missing when he needed to make a grocery run and he hated being cold), but inevitably had them just staying inside without any clothes on anyways all year round to Dana's chagrin.
#64 – Fire
Even before the Blacklight virus had completely taken the man over, Alex Mercer was no gourmet chef; you'd think after all of the people he'd absorbed after all of this time he could manage to make a decent meal for his snarky significant other and potty mouthed little sister without something catching on fire.
#65 – Flexible
"No, Alex. After last time, I refused to have tentacles—I'm not supposed to bend that way, all right?!"
#66 – Flying
Desmond always thought Alex a marvel, finding himself even jealous of all the abilities that he seemingly possessed, especially the ability to 'fly'; what he wouldn't give to be as free as an eagle sometimes, but he supposed being Zeus' caged hawk for the time being wasn't all that bad.
#67 – Food
Even though they had been together a while now and Desmond knew what Alex truly was and his actual diet, however he couldn't help the awful tensing he felt whenever the Blacklight infectee would joke that he wouldn't mind eating Desmond right up.
#68 – Foot
Between the two masters of snark and dagger, there were times that words were thrown as effectively as any knife, leaving the two of them hurt and raw; they apologized after removing the feet from their mouths – sometimes this was done all too literally, in the case of Alex Mercer, which was sometimes the original point of contention between Desmond and him, "Feet do not belong on the table or in your mouth."
#69 – Grave
Fear was not something that gripped Alex, however, every once in a while as he roamed the streets of Manhattan, he worried that one day...he would have to see both Dana and Desmond dead and gone; he wasn't sure he'd be able to keep his sanity intact when that day would come to pass.
#70 – Green
"...Please tell me that Doctor Banner didn't just turn into a huge green monster before my eyes, Alex," pleaded Desmond, not sure he could deal with more crazy mutating scientists; he'd met enough mad scientists to last him a lifetime and then some.
