“Focus on me.” In a flash your shirt and underwear are off and thrown into the audience as well only this time, you don’t hear them scrambling for it. You can only hear Mettaton’s sultry voice and his dazzling, metallic, exterior. The multicolored lights pour onto his face, setting his metal skin ablaze. He’s so radiant, you can’t look away. You’re so mesmerized that you don’t notice his glossy finger sliding into you. It slips and slides into your folds, brushing against every crevice. You moan and throw your head back in pleasure, Mettaton uses his free hand to support your back and slowly lowers both of you to the ground. Seeing this, the audience roars, shocked and amazing. All you can focus on, however, is Mettaton.
He pumps his silver finger in and out of you slowly, adding another soon after. His cool, sleek touch sets your nerves on fire and you grab onto Mettaton, begging for more.