"You're just a vacuum...?" I whispered. "I'm fucking a black hole. How is this I don't even-"
The darkness took me completely. I was aloft in the abyss, like Brahma in his primordial lotus. It yawned around me, drenched with my name as it filled me. I gasped, only to breathe him in, and Death hurled against my skull like the sea.
"Mind sex like Jesus," I rasped. "Oh my god."
The darkness contorted into a robe. I was in the lap of the Reaper again. Blackness peered back at me, smirking. Terrified, I forced his hood back.
He was faceless. Black nothing. It sucked at my skin, plunging me into eternity. I saw ages in its eyes: supernovas erupted before me, in the beat of a heart we came to the edge of the world. My little lonely planet was a pipe dream, the reality I knew void.
"Existential Nietzschean lovemaking?" I gagged, stomach rolling.
The black nothing pinched my ass. I gazed at it, incredulous.
"Stop grinding into me, abyss!"
