[Mettaton lets out a pleased hum. Sans's giggles are so rare, and yet here he is, having the privilege of hearing it so often. Must be doing something right. Sans presses a kiss to his shoulder and then Mettaton is the one letting out a giggle, pulling Sans closer and burying his face into his shoulder.]

You did just fine, darling. I don't think I've had that much fun in a long time.

[Sleeping with the aliens had been great, don't get him wrong, but there was something nice about experiencing a true interaction between souls.]

If I am honest... I never thought I would be able to. Do that, with our souls, with anyone. I didn't think it was in the cards, so to speak.

[He never thought he would ever get this far with anyone.]

I'm glad it happened. And I'm especially grateful that it happened with you. There's no one else I can even begin to imagine sharing myself on that level with.