{"sf1_id":1965029,"sf2_id":null,"title":"When passing addressed","author":"Xackbin","words":3079,"posted_at":"2023-03-14T09:13:00.000Z","tags":["Coyote","Cute","Dark_discussion","Emotional","Kissing","Lesbian","Obese","immobile"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1965029-when-passing-addressed","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/1965029","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=1965029\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"Samantha and Natasha have a conversation about death. Sam is mortal and Natasha is supernatural. Sam wants to make sure Natasha can be happy after Sam passes. Natashas answer shocks Sam.\nWritten by the amazing perccyvence.","content":"It was a quiet morning, the sun peeking through the large window within the bedroom\n\nand creating a comfortable warmth on the back of the giant raven, who was contently eating\n\nher fourth cheeseburger while watching a movie. Grease covered her beaks as she smacked\n\nthem together, letting out a soft belch. The imps were perched on her shoulders, enjoying the\n\nsad drama-romance that was playing on the screen. Cerulean had a tear roll down her cheek\n\nas within a flashback the main character's husband let out a final dying breath, before falling\n\nstill in the hospital bed he lay in. The flashback ended, and the main character, now a widow,\n\nstood over the grave of her husband, watching as he was buried.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nSam sighed, tilting her head. She had considered the concept of death a lot in her time on this\n\nplanet. Watching older family members and friends die was sad, but it was a part of life, she\n\nsupposed. It was nothing more than the world changing, and possibly a chance for a new life\n\nto be created. Sam's thoughts shifted to her partner, who was currently burrowed under her in\n\nher den, sleeping comfortably. She wondered what would happen to Natasha after she passed.\n\nWould the coyote move on? Would she find a new partner?\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"I hope Natasha finds someone after me.\" She thought aloud, her concentration still fixated\n\non the movie. The minions froze, caught off guard by the sudden troubling thought. Sam goes\n\non to elaborate after a moment of silence, taking another bite out of her burger. \"I'm not\n\nimmortal-or she at least ages way slower than me-so I'm going to pass away within her\n\nlifespan.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nHer tone was steady, not necessarily upset at the concept. She knew death was inevitable, and\n\nshe was determined to make the best out of her time, but it didn't erase the post-death world\n\nthat Natasha would be faced with. Her girlfriend's attachment to her was so strong, as well.\n\nShe just hoped that she wouldn't suffer for long. The minions were still quiet, so she\n\ncontinued.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"I'm glad I'll be able to spend the rest of my life with Natasha. But... Natasha has to spend\n\nthe rest of her life after my passing without me. It's hardly fair.\"\n\nThe looks on the imps' faces were that of total confusion as they exchanged glances, still\n\nsilent. They knew exactly what Natasha had planned for once Sam died, and they knew the\n\nraven wouldn't like it.\n\n\"How long do you think she'll mourn for before finding love again?\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"I don't think you should be worrying about that.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;Cerulean spoke finally, nervousness infecting her tone. The imps had become fairly good at dodging questions that may upset Sam or Natasha-and it flew over Sam's head as usual, too deep in thought to push the question further.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe funeral in the movie was still in progress, and only spurred on more questions from Sam,\n\nwatching as the widow sobbed while the casket was covered in dirt. Sam could imagine\n\nNatasha standing over her grave. She wondered if the coyote would cry, or if she would be\n\nangry. She knew that Natasha struggled with emotional regulation, so she assumed it\n\nwouldn't be easy either way.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Do you have any funeral traditions? Like cremation, burying... funerals in general?\" Sam\n\ntilted her head at the thought of that. It wouldn't be surprising if they had some different\n\ntraditions, she had just never thought to ask. The minions were very clearly uncomfortable at\n\nthis point, with Viridi looking angry at the questions. \"She wanted to eat me when we first\n\nmet. Maybe she could eat me when I pass away? I wouldn't mind-I would hope that she\n\nenjoys it, and remembers me when she does.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nAt that, anger spiked even in the usually calm Auram. She grabbed one of the paper bags left\n\nover from the burgers, scrunched it up, and smacked Sam on the head with it. Sam was\n\nutterly shocked at her actions, staring at the imps in confusion. Cerulean is glaring at Sam\n\nwith rage in her eyes, and Viridi looks like she is about to explode herself.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"What... is wrong with you?!\" Auram exclaimed, her face flushed a bright red.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"What?\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Eat you?\" She continued, the rage a stark difference from her normal tone.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Well, that was her goal before we fell in love...\" Sam said sheepishly, realizing now why the\n\nimps may be so offended. She wasn't just offending them, in fact, she was offending her\n\nloving partner most of all. It was incredibly stupid of her to say such a thing-and she only\n\nhoped Natasha hadn't heard. She would like to have a conversation with her about death at\n\nsome point, though.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"We won't tell Natasha what you said, but don't you dare say something like that ever\n\nagain.\" Cerulean growled, eyes glowing yellow as she showed her sharp teeth threateningly.\n\nThe raven didn't think she had ever seen the girls so angry-and it was even more terrifying\n\nconsidering the tone and words they were using, ones they would otherwise never use for fear\n\nof Natasha's wrath. Perhaps Natasha's anger towards Sam's proposition would be even more\n\nterrifying. Sam shuddered at the thought.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nShe knew they were angry out of love, though. They truly loved Sam, and they had become\n\none big family over the past few years. Outside of her biological family, no one had ever\n\ncared so deeply about her and her wellbeing, so she could understand just how insulting that\n\nlikely had been to them. Natasha insulted them quite frequently, but she was also their\n\nmistress, and it was nothing more than a master berating her minions. This was far worse.\n\nSam was at a loss for words, and decided it was probably best to wake Natasha. The coyote\n\nhadn't eaten yet, and was currently fast asleep in her den pressed up against Sam's sex,\n\ninhaling the scent of her lover with every breath. She was comfortable, even purring softly\n\nand kicking in her sleep as she dreamed. The warmth of her lover and the pure unfiltered\n\nscent could send her into hibernation, and she would gladly accept that.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nShe was awoken, however, by the sound of Sam calling her name and wiggling her large\n\nbody around. She frowned, a little bit upset that she had been woken from her slumber-but\n\nshe was happy to get to see her partner again.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Natasha! Nat!\" The raven called, smiling when she felt Natasha slide out from underneath\n\nher heavy gut. She poked her head out so Sam could see her, yawning tiredly. She had been\n\nsleeping quite peacefully, the warmth and stench of her den comforting as usual. Naturally,\n\nshe was still rather drowsy due to this.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"What's up, babe?\" She asked, stifling yet another yawn as she slowly blinked her eyes,\n\nadjusting to the light within the room. She could see the imps perched on Sam's shoulders,\n\nand frowned at their expressions. They looked upset-but perhaps that was due to whatever\n\nthey were watching.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"When I die, what would my burial arrangements be like?\" Sam asked after a brief pause.\n\nNatasha immediately blanched, crawling all the way out from under her and quickly\n\nbeelining towards her chest. She snatched the tablet, and her suspicions were confirmed by\n\nthe screen displaying a paused funeral procession.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nIn seconds, Natasha was right by her face, the tablet discarded once again on her large chest.\n\nSam flushed in surprise, eyes widening as her girlfriend grabbed her cheeks, squeezing\n\ngently.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Please don't dwell on things like that, baby.\" She said sweetly, avoiding the question all\n\ntogether. She truly didn't even want to consider that now, as she couldn't see herself being\n\nwithout her Sam. She knew it was inevitable to an extent, but she wanted to prolong it for as\n\nlong as she possibly could. If she could give some of her years to her beautiful partner, she\n\nwould in a heartbeat. She took Sam by surprise once more as she leaned in, kissing her\n\ndeeply and lovingly. She paused for only a moment to speak, pulling back to look in her eyes.\n\n\"We have the rest of our lives to enjoy each other, and I won't let you be alone for more than\n\na minute.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nWith that, she resumed the kiss, sighing as she found herself once again engulfed in her\n\ngirlfriend's love. She wouldn't allow her to even consider such things.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nSam kissed back, easily distracted when it came to moments like this. She smiled, allowing\n\nherself to enjoy the kiss for a moment before speaking.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"My whole life...\" Another kiss was planted on her beak. \"Not yours...\" Natasha was\n\napparently insistent upon distracting her, kissing her once more. \"I hope you find someone\n\nwho-\" She was cut off by another kiss. \"Who makes you happy.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nNatasha just giggled at this as the minions exchanged confused looks. They didn't believe\n\nthat Sam was really this dumb-Natasha was very obviously not wanting to talk about it, using\n\nher kisses as distractions, which could only work for so long. Sam finally caught on to this,\n\nhowever, and broke the kiss. She winced a little as she tasted her own juices on her tongue,\n\nsince her partner's mouth was always full of it. She blushed at the implication, her beak\n\nscrunching up in disgust as she tried to wipe her tongue off with one hand.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Do you think you'll find someone, Nat?\" Sam pushed, pouting slightly at her avoidance of\n\nthe subject. Although she could be a little oblivious from time to time, she really wasn't\n\nstupid.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"I won't need to. I only want to be with you till the end of my life.\" She said nonchalantly,\n\nshrugging. It took Sam a moment to understand, before the realization hit and her face\n\ndistorted in pure shock.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Natasha. Promise me-promise me that you won't kill yourself when I pass a way,\" Sam said,\n\nher voice quivering as a mix of fear and sorrow seeped into her words. Instead of responding,\n\nNatasha just leaned in to kiss her again, and an irritated and upset Sam raised her talons to\n\nblock it. The coyote's facial expression goes completely blank, and there is an agonizing\n\nsilence for a moment before she speaks again.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"My body, my choice.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Babe.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"No.\" Natasha states firmly, before taking a deep breath, melancholy infiltrating her\n\nexpression. \"I cannot promise that, and you know it.\" She averted her eyes, but Sam had\n\nalready seen the pain within them. \"Please don't ask me again. You're asking me to live the\n\nrest of my life in hell-a hell worse than hell. I cannot, and I will not.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nSam stared at her with a mixture of shock and hurt. She didn't even know how to respond to\n\nsuch a thing. In her eyes, she didn't have to worry about this, since Natasha was invincible,\n\nand nothing was able to hurt her. This conversation could only go one way.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"The instant you pass-and I mean the instant-I will immolate myself.\" Natasha said gravely.\n\nShe then pondered for a moment before having a visible epiphany, her face lighting up.\n\n\"There's an old form of magic involving a bond that I wanted to tell you about in a few years.\n\nIf you passed, I would die the second it happened.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Absolutely not!\" Sam replied, almost outraged by the thought. She didn't want Natasha to\n\nstop living solely because she wouldn't be there-although, she did understand where her\n\ngirlfriend was coming from, after thinking about it. \"If you died, would I?\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThere was nothing but silence from Natasha at that, so Sam instead turned to Auram, who she\n\nknew would answer.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"If you die, she dies. If she dies, her unlived years will be transferred to you.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nSam's anger became evident as she glared at her partner, blood boiling at the thought of\n\nhaving to live an eternity without her. She opened her mouth to snap at the coyote, who was\n\nsimply staring at her with that same blank expression-until a smug grin began to form on her\n\nlips, to which Sam realized her own hypocrisy. She quickly clamped her beak shut, furrowing\n\nher brow as she fell silent. She was asking Natasha to live on while she was dead, and\n\nNatasha was simply showing her how skewed that logic was.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"I'm sorry.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nInstead of responding verbally, Natasha pecked Sam on the cheek. She knew that Sam hadn't\n\nbeen seeing it through her eyes until now, and that she did mean well. They both loved each\n\nother so much, and neither could fathom living without the other. She was happy that Sam\n\nunderstood exactly where she was coming from now, and it sparkled in her warm eyes. An\n\nintimate moment was shared as they gazed into each other's eyes, not needing words to\n\nexpress the love that they felt for each other. Perhaps this had even strengthened their bond.\n\nAlthough Sam wished that Natasha would be able to find happiness without her, her thoughts\n\nhad very much changed on the matter. She watched as Natasha slid back down her gut,\n\nplanting a gentle kiss on her stomach before crawling back into her den contently. Sam let out\n\na sweet sigh, all thoughts of death and funerals leaving her mind as she instead pictured their\n\nfuture together. She couldn't wait to see what life had to offer for the two of them, and the\n\nimps of course.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"I can't believe I offered for her to eat me earlier,\" Sam said obliviously, a bit louder than she\n\nmeant to. Natasha immediately froze in place, her expression hardening-not angry, but hurt.\n\nTheir eyes locked for a moment, and Sam grew still.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Don't ever say that again.\" The coyote said coldly, tears filling her eyes as emotion\n\noverwhelmed her. The imps were back to glaring at Sam angrily, so she shrunk back, her\n\ncheeks tinted out of fluster.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"I-I didn't mean it like that, I just know it was the original... plan...\" She trailed off, knowing\n\nshe was digging herself deeper into a hole. \"I'm sorry, the imps got mad at me earlier too-\"\n\n\"Good.\" Natasha cut her off shakily, the pure hurt evident in her face as she began to cry\n\nfreely, the tears dripping down her face sloppily as she sniffed and sobbed. Without another\n\nword, she lifted Sam's gut and crawled back under her-not even thinking of going to another\n\nroom, as this was her true home even if she was upset.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nSam realized her folly immediately, and sniffled a bit herself, the tears welling up in her eyes.\n\nShe hadn't meant to hurt her partner, that was never her intention, but it seemed the damage\n\nwas done already. She had gone too far. She could feel Natasha in her den, but she was prone,\n\nand shuddering. The shuddering, Sam recognized, was her crying.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nNatasha was hurt that after four years of dating, Sam still considered it an option. It was as if\n\nthe time they spent together, bonding and maturing as a couple, meant nothing. That the\n\ncoyote was simply a slave to her hunger and would eat the thing she loved the most without a\n\nsecond thought.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nAn apology was in place, and Sam knew that. Even though her girlfriend didn't voice exactly\n\nwhat she was thinking, Sam was smart enough to know the reasoning. While she was\n\nthinking, Natasha reappeared after about five minutes of crying. She crawled up Sam's belly,\n\nwrapping herself around her comfortably. There was silence for a moment as the two simply\n\ngazed at each other, before Natasha finally spoke up.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"When you grow old and pass, the moment I no longer feel you I will also cease to exist,\n\nturning to ashes. When I turn to ash, the power will destroy your body as well. Our ashes will\n\nbe combined into the purest form of love. I cannot promise I will not end my life, because\n\nwithout you I will no longer be alive even if my physical body still breathes and functions. I\n\ncannot live without you, and you know it.\" Natasha spoke, sniffing softly while managing to\n\nmaintain her composure.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"My minions will choose how to dispose of our remains.\" She paused, and although her face\n\ndisplayed little emotion minus a trace of sorrow in her eyes, the tears continued to spill.\n\n\"They will be free. I have commanded them not to kill themselves, as I want them to live on\n\nin our honor. I want them to find love and peace and carry on our legacy.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nSam's heart grew soft, and she found herself once again overcome with emotion, fat tears\n\nrolling down her cheeks as she listened to Natasha. She didn't ever want to have to say\n\ngoodbye, but she knew it was inevitable. How could she be mad at her partner for not\n\nwanting to carry on without her? She was only doing exactly what Sam would do if she died.\n\nNeither of them could exist without the other.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe imps were tearful as they watched the display, and although they didn't want either to\n\ndie, they knew that this would be the best possible way for it to go down. They would always\n\nhave each other, and the memory of their Mistress and their beloved Sam. They had already\n\nchosen a way to utilize their ashes-in three pendants that they would wear near their hearts\n\nuntil their lives were claimed as well.\n\n\"I love you, Nat,\" Sam finally spoke, their tears mingling as Natasha pressed their cheeks\n\ntogether lovingly.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"I love you too, Sam.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nAs they held on tightly to each other, exhaustion began to creep in, making their eyes heavy\n\nand their souls warm. The imps watched as they fell asleep, and they could almost see the\n\naura of love radiating from the both of them, their very beings intertwined. They hopped\n\ndown from Sam's shoulder and turned the lights off, sneaking out of the room. Exchanging a\n\nlook between the three of them, they couldn't help but feel light at the display. They had\n\nnever seen two beings be so entirely in love.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}