He shifted beneath the blankets to join you, laying on his side as well, then proceeded to wrap an arm around your waist, pulling you close to him. “Because I don’t see a hickey.”
“What do you mean you don’t see…” You remembered Mettaton had showed you how to put the concealer on.
“So there’s no reason for you to have flustered me.” He said softly, leaning his head closer to you, burying it in the crook of your neck.
“Ah.” You gasped softly. “M-Mettaton.”
“Hm?” He hummed as he kissed your neck gently.
“T-This is, s-so unfair.” You put your hands behind his head.
You felt him smirk against your neck as he kissed and began gently sucking. A small gasp escaped your lips as he continued, and as his hand made his way down your waist, another one escaped. Sucking harder on your neck and licking it gently, Mettaton’s hand reached your ass. You felt the heat rise in every inch of your body; biting your bottom lip, you anticipated what was going to happen next. Mettaton’s hand gently groped, and any amount of force biting down on your lips to keep them shut couldn’t stop the gentle moan that escaped them.
Feeling Mettaton look up to you, his head in your hands, you looked down to meet his gaze. His fans were whirring and there were hearts in his eyes.
“W-What?” You asked nervously, your face was flushed and you bit your lip out of nervousness.
He groped again, and another moan followed.
Out of embarrassment, you pulled your hands from behind his head, and buried your face into them.
“Oh darling, don’t cover up your face.” He pulled his hand away and brought it to your hands, moving them out of the way.
You looked at him timidly. “S-Sorry… T-That was really embarrassing.”
“Payback.” He replied with a smirk.
You pouted and turned your back to him. “I’m gonna get you back, this score will get settled.”
“I’d love to see you try.” You heard him chuckle in response. A moment later, you felt both his arms wrap around your waist, but to your surprise, they continued to coil a couple times as they pulled you closer to him.
“Ah! Hey.” You replied in fake protest as he pulled you so close you could feel his breath on the back of your neck, his mouth inches from it. You pursed your lips. “You don’t need to breathe, do you?”
“Hm? No, why do you ask?”
“Well… I was gonna comment on the fact that I can feel you exhaling on the back of my neck…”
A chuckle escaped from his lips. “Well, darling, I don’t have to, but I go through the motions, and the heat you’re feeling is emitted from my mechanics.” He replied, pausing a moment. “Does it bother you?”
“No, it’s… Oddly comforting.”
A second later you felt his lips against your nape, his voice followed. “Darling, do you know how much you mean to me?”
You felt your cheeks warm a bit, from both the kiss and his words. “How much?” You asked.