“D-don’t stop.” Your voice was no louder than a whisper, but Mettaton heard and continued his ginger administrations. He looked like he was in a daze as he played with you, completely mesmerized and he was driving you crazy with the soft touching, you wanted more. As you opened your mouth to tell him to stop being so careful, a loud moan escaped you.
“Can I have you, darling?” His question made no sense to you, but you nodded you head anyway, a slight unintelligible whine left you. You looked at him, you were not even going to try to hide the hunger in your eyes; his eyes were trained on you as a look of understanding passed his features.