[Bucky chases the kiss before he catches himself, drawing back slightly in curious confusion. He lifts a hand to run his thumb across Mettaton's lower lip, pressing gently. His mouth doesn't feel anything like Bucky's arm had.]
May I kiss you again?
[But he's already leaning in, pressing their mouths together. He doesn't deepen the kiss, his body still tense, but he lets his eyes fall shut in an attempt to try and enjoy this.]
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May I kiss you again?
[But he's already leaning in, pressing their mouths together. He doesn't deepen the kiss, his body still tense, but he lets his eyes fall shut in an attempt to try and enjoy this.]