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sans ([personal profile] punful) wrote 2018-12-02 10:48 pm (UTC)

1/2 sexytimes

[It's different than it was last time. The love is the same, but coated with intense desire and want, no longer the tentative "if" of before. They've come so far.]

[It feels like there's no separation between them. Like they're already entwined. Their souls burn together like flames.]


m-metta...

[He has no idea how Mettaton can still form coherent sentences when they're like this. Sans can't even think straight anymore. Mettaton gathers his wrists together, pinning them above Sans's head, and it's like a sudden rush of heat inside him. He squirms again, panting, magic starting to illuminate his bones.]

[There's another burst of soul-deep heat when Mettaton tells Sans he wants to hear him. Sans trembles. He almost wants to make a joke or something, because he's pretty sure he's not a screamer, but boy is he rapidly abandoning any attempt to stay completely quiet.]


ah!

[The kiss is electrifying, his bones warming, his soul pulsing brighter. And then Mettaton looks at him, makes eye contact, and somehow that's even hotter than anything else they've done.]

please. [It comes out before Mettaton can even finish his sentence.] please, yes, please.

[It's going to be an amazing night.]

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