[Feeling and seeing Sans writhe in pleasure underneath him makes Mettaton's head spin. It's hard to think straight, really, as he feels his soul moving closer to Sans's own. When they finally connect he gasps, his body sparking with electricity and magic, feeling it dance down his arms.]
Goodness, I love how you feel.
[He continues to nip and bite at Sans's neck, feeling wave after wave of pleasure hit him. Sans whispers his name and he can't hold back anymore. With their souls tied together, he uses one hand to capture Sans's wrists and pin his arms above his skull.]
Don't stop yourself, darling. I want to hear you scream my name.
[He whispers that against the side of Sans's skull, warm magic jumping from his lips to enter the bone. He's not going to hold back either, he thinks. No matter how much he thinks that he should be pulling himself together, the desire to indulge himself and lose control is almost overwhelming. He's pretty sure he'll be calling Sans's name by the end of the night. He pulls away from Sans enough to look him in the eyesockets. The glow from their combined souls, united as one, caress the angles of his face as he smiles down at him.]
I have... many ideas for what we're doing right now. And if you'll let me, I want to do as many as possible.
[He's gonna rock Sans's world. There's no doubt there.]
[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.
[He's pretty sure they call it "afterglow." Which makes sense. It feels like basking in the sunlight or in front of a fireplace. Content, warm, safe, sleepy. Kind of achy from exertion, which is a new feeling entirely, but not at all unpleasant. Blissed out.]
[Also a new feeling. He's never felt bliss before.]
[He drifts for awhile, losing track of time, dozing with his head against Mettaton's chest, bare limbs tangled around him. His soul is back in his ribcage, not ready to fade out yet. It's still frayed and still too small, but it's brighter now than it was. He can feel Mettaton's soul glowing nearby. And more than that, he can feel the rest of it again--Mettaton's sleepy contentment and love, quieter now that the adrenaline--or monster equivalent--has faded.]
[Sans stirs a little, shifting his face to a more comfortable position, like a sleeping cat. He grins suddenly, not opening his eyesockets.]
[He's never really needed to sleep that much. Most of the time he's up all night, exploring the mansion and bothering anyone he can grab. But tonight he actually feels the need to rest, because not only did his body get a work out, his soul did too. So he sleeps, warm and happy. It's not his bed so it's not perfect with 1,000 thread count Egyptian cotton sheets, but he's pretty sure the next time he and Sans do this sort of thing, he can take him to his room. He'll have to find someone to watch Mini while that happens but that's for the future.
For right now, he wraps himself tight around Sans, sighing contentedly. He can feel a soft pulse of bliss coming from the monster in his arms and he chuckles a bit, planting a soft kiss to the top of his skull. His soul feels warm and at peace, echoed by Sans's soul in tandem.]
Mm. I turned it off before we got too rowdy. We should still watch it sometime though. It does get sad, however.
[He stretches his legs a bit, taking up more room on the bed and pulling Sans closer as he moves.]
[He giggles softly as Mettaton kisses him and snuggles a bit closer. You'd think bone against metal would be uncomfortable, but Sans feels like he's sinking into a pile of down pillows. He fits against Mettaton almost perfectly. Though he kind of wonders if Mettaton just feels like he's holding a particularly large and bony cat. Sans is even smaller without his clothes.]
it looked like it was goin' places. i don't mind sad. the music 'n colors were fun.
[In the end, it doesn't really matter how small or bint Sans is against him. All that matters is that Mettaton loves him. And that he can stroke his skull gently.]
It's stunning, in my opinion. And heartbreaking but that's part of the romance. It's better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all.
[That's the theme of the movie, anyway. As much as Mettaton wishes he could live by that idea, losing someone who means everything to him feels like it would be worse than not having them in the first place.
It doesn't matter though. He nuzzles his face into Sans. No matter what happens here, he's not going to let him go.]
Mm, darling, I must say you did very well in keeping up with me tonight. It was wonderful.
[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.
[This is some good and proper cuddling right here. They must look like such lovesick dorks. Sans just can't bring himself to care. Let the whole world know how happy they are.]
hehe, i'm glad. and yeah, me neither. heh, obviously.
[Not since college at least. And the few times he's actually done it hadn't been all that fun. Another thing he's not gonna think about right now. All those old feelings of inadequacy and brokenness don't matter.]
[He beams at Mettaton as he talks.]
yeah, i...i didn't either. didn't think i'd ever be able to. the amount of trust involved. and i always kinda...thought maybe my soul just wouldn't be up for it.
[Having his soul handled for medical reasons, or having it magically connected...that was different than using his soul like--this. He'd always figured his soul wouldn't be strong enough.]
me neither, metta. i never thought i could trust or...love someone like i do you.
[Gosh, they sound like the sappiest couple in the entire world. How can Wonderland stand them? He doesn't know. But maybe sometime soon he'll go on the network and just. Announce to everyone that he's taken. He's sure that will break a few hearts. And he's definitely excited for that.]
See, it was the trust for me that also had me thinking that it could never happen. I almost never let anyone in.
[Hell, more often he pushes away entirely, like in the case of Alphys.]
But I guess I just couldn't stop caring and trusting you no matter what. Wonderland is funny like that.
[He continues to speak into Sans's shoulder, reaching for the blankets to pull it around them tighter.]
Mini is going to be so excited when they find out. I mean, not about these specific details, of course, but the fact that we're so close again. They've been practicing puns lately to impress you.
[Sans will freak out when it happens, though he'll probably also get used to it pretty quickly. He knows some people suspect already. Plus it's not like it's embarrassing. It just feels too personal to talk about, is all. He's a private guy.]
we both kinda...suck at it. heh, it's really a wonder we made it. dunno if wonderland pushed us together, or if it just kinda happened in spite of everything.
[Probably both. Wonderland is nothing if not contrary.]
[He makes another contented sound as the blankets drape around them, curling up a little.]
hehe, aww, that's great. i've missed talking to them.
[He shifts a little so he can sort of twine one arm around Mettaton's, reaching down until he can lace their fingers together.]
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I think we can fade to black after this one for some cuddles, yah?
Date: 2018-12-02 04:23 am (UTC)Goodness, I love how you feel.
[He continues to nip and bite at Sans's neck, feeling wave after wave of pleasure hit him. Sans whispers his name and he can't hold back anymore. With their souls tied together, he uses one hand to capture Sans's wrists and pin his arms above his skull.]
Don't stop yourself, darling. I want to hear you scream my name.
[He whispers that against the side of Sans's skull, warm magic jumping from his lips to enter the bone. He's not going to hold back either, he thinks. No matter how much he thinks that he should be pulling himself together, the desire to indulge himself and lose control is almost overwhelming. He's pretty sure he'll be calling Sans's name by the end of the night. He pulls away from Sans enough to look him in the eyesockets. The glow from their combined souls, united as one, caress the angles of his face as he smiles down at him.]
I have... many ideas for what we're doing right now. And if you'll let me, I want to do as many as possible.
[He's gonna rock Sans's world. There's no doubt there.]
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Date: 2018-12-02 10:48 pm (UTC)[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.]
2/2 cuddletimes
Date: 2018-12-02 11:00 pm (UTC)[Also a new feeling. He's never felt bliss before.]
[He drifts for awhile, losing track of time, dozing with his head against Mettaton's chest, bare limbs tangled around him. His soul is back in his ribcage, not ready to fade out yet. It's still frayed and still too small, but it's brighter now than it was. He can feel Mettaton's soul glowing nearby. And more than that, he can feel the rest of it again--Mettaton's sleepy contentment and love, quieter now that the adrenaline--or monster equivalent--has faded.]
[Sans stirs a little, shifting his face to a more comfortable position, like a sleeping cat. He grins suddenly, not opening his eyesockets.]
heh, you know. we totally forgot about the movie.
cuddles!!!
Date: 2018-12-03 02:14 am (UTC)For right now, he wraps himself tight around Sans, sighing contentedly. He can feel a soft pulse of bliss coming from the monster in his arms and he chuckles a bit, planting a soft kiss to the top of his skull. His soul feels warm and at peace, echoed by Sans's soul in tandem.]
Mm. I turned it off before we got too rowdy. We should still watch it sometime though. It does get sad, however.
[He stretches his legs a bit, taking up more room on the bed and pulling Sans closer as he moves.]
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Date: 2018-12-03 02:42 am (UTC)it looked like it was goin' places. i don't mind sad. the music 'n colors were fun.
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Date: 2018-12-04 03:43 am (UTC)It's stunning, in my opinion. And heartbreaking but that's part of the romance. It's better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all.
[That's the theme of the movie, anyway. As much as Mettaton wishes he could live by that idea, losing someone who means everything to him feels like it would be worse than not having them in the first place.
It doesn't matter though. He nuzzles his face into Sans. No matter what happens here, he's not going to let him go.]
Mm, darling, I must say you did very well in keeping up with me tonight. It was wonderful.
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Date: 2018-12-04 04:54 am (UTC)[Sans would probably argue the latter. But whatever. He's warding off bad feelings as best he can right now.]
well, 'f it's got your vote, it must be good.
[He giggles, turning his head enough so he can press a sort of kiss to Mettaton's shoulder.]
heh. i'm, uh, i'm glad i didn't disappoint. was kinda worried. 's been awhile, plus...yanno.
[Plus the self-doubt, the sense of inadequacy, etc. etc.]
and yeah. it was...amazing. didn't...didn't know it could be like that.
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Date: 2018-12-06 02:27 pm (UTC)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.
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Date: 2018-12-06 06:54 pm (UTC)hehe, i'm glad. and yeah, me neither. heh, obviously.
[Not since college at least. And the few times he's actually done it hadn't been all that fun. Another thing he's not gonna think about right now. All those old feelings of inadequacy and brokenness don't matter.]
[He beams at Mettaton as he talks.]
yeah, i...i didn't either. didn't think i'd ever be able to. the amount of trust involved. and i always kinda...thought maybe my soul just wouldn't be up for it.
[Having his soul handled for medical reasons, or having it magically connected...that was different than using his soul like--this. He'd always figured his soul wouldn't be strong enough.]
me neither, metta. i never thought i could trust or...love someone like i do you.
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Date: 2018-12-09 04:45 am (UTC)See, it was the trust for me that also had me thinking that it could never happen. I almost never let anyone in.
[Hell, more often he pushes away entirely, like in the case of Alphys.]
But I guess I just couldn't stop caring and trusting you no matter what. Wonderland is funny like that.
[He continues to speak into Sans's shoulder, reaching for the blankets to pull it around them tighter.]
Mini is going to be so excited when they find out. I mean, not about these specific details, of course, but the fact that we're so close again. They've been practicing puns lately to impress you.
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Date: 2018-12-09 11:40 pm (UTC)we both kinda...suck at it. heh, it's really a wonder we made it. dunno if wonderland pushed us together, or if it just kinda happened in spite of everything.
[Probably both. Wonderland is nothing if not contrary.]
[He makes another contented sound as the blankets drape around them, curling up a little.]
hehe, aww, that's great. i've missed talking to them.
[He shifts a little so he can sort of twine one arm around Mettaton's, reaching down until he can lace their fingers together.]
i'm happy, metta. i'm really happy.
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Date: 2018-12-28 06:09 am (UTC)[He says it with such conviction- or at least, as much conviction he can muster in such a contented, lazy state.]
So am I, Sans. So am I.
[He holds onto Sans's hand tight, reveling in the warmth and love he can feel, both inside and out.]