You all just want to touch and touch. Which I can respect, I know how incredibly irresistible I am, but you humans are so quick. I'm no average lover. I’m not just some quick fuck.” His breath is hot against your ear. A shiver runs down your spin. A hand grips your waist hard before sliding down an inch. “Now dearie, by regulations I have to ask you, is this how you want to spend your hour?”
Your heart races. You nod quickly. Adrenaline begins pumping as his hand makes its way to your waist line of your pants. You can feel yourself getting hotter and hotter as he starts moving your pants down. You whine as the cool from the room shocks your bare thighs. You try to take a steady breath as a hand palms your underwear. “My, my. Aren't we excited. How gross.”
Mettaton purrs by your ear. You give a breathy whine as he starts to rub the wet spot on your underwear. You close your eyes and rest your forehead on the counter. You spread your legs as far as they'll go, but it isn't as far as you'd like, your pants trap you at your ankles.
Mettaton moves his fingers up to your panty waist. He fingers the edge before slipping his hand in. You sigh as he moves his hand down. A rush of heat pools at your crotch. You want him so bad.