[Mettaton's head is spinning when Sans pulls away from the kiss. His eyes are hooded and his face flushed as he looks to Sans again. The servant seems pretty out of it himself and Mettaton grinds his hips against him. There's no real denying just how excited he is getting from all of this.]
Do not apologize for a damn good kiss.
[He says that with a low growl and a drop in his proper speaking. He shudders a bit and then pulls Sans in for another hot and heavy kiss as he runs his hands over as much of Sans's skin that he has access to. One hand creeps down to toy at the edge of his pants.
After another heated moment he pulls away from the kiss, panting a bit.]
Sans...
[He presses his forehead to Sans's and in that moment is struck with a sudden idea. He doesn't think about it, or what it may mean, or what it could potentially do to his reputation, but he speaks.]
Come away from this place. Come live with me. You can stay in my villa. I'll take care of you.
[He leans down and kisses his neck again. His lips are hot as he parts them to lick and suck a bit on a chosen spot. After that short ministration more words come tumbling out of his mouth in a rush, feverish against Sans's neck.]
I can find a way to hide you from Lacie so she'll never know where you disappeared to. No one would know and even if they did find out, I could protect you.
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Do not apologize for a damn good kiss.
[He says that with a low growl and a drop in his proper speaking. He shudders a bit and then pulls Sans in for another hot and heavy kiss as he runs his hands over as much of Sans's skin that he has access to. One hand creeps down to toy at the edge of his pants.
After another heated moment he pulls away from the kiss, panting a bit.]
Sans...
[He presses his forehead to Sans's and in that moment is struck with a sudden idea. He doesn't think about it, or what it may mean, or what it could potentially do to his reputation, but he speaks.]
Come away from this place. Come live with me. You can stay in my villa. I'll take care of you.
[He leans down and kisses his neck again. His lips are hot as he parts them to lick and suck a bit on a chosen spot. After that short ministration more words come tumbling out of his mouth in a rush, feverish against Sans's neck.]
I can find a way to hide you from Lacie so she'll never know where you disappeared to. No one would know and even if they did find out, I could protect you.