“Yeah.” You smiled to yourself. “I wanted to apologize for what happened in the closet though.”
He chuckled softly. “It’s okay, I forgive you.” Mettaton then pulled his head away from your shoulder and gently kissed the nape of your neck.
You gasped softly when he did, he chuckled and did it once more. You bit your lip to suppress another gasp, but then he did it again. “M-Mettaton.” You whined.
“Yes?” He asked, his lips against your neck.
“W-What are you doing?” You asked, feeling butterflies flutter in your lower stomach.
“Kissing you.” He replied with a soft laugh, kissing your nape more.
“S-Stop.” You whined, biting your lip again.
Immediately, he pulled his lips away and loosened his grip on your waist.
You shifted your body so that you were now sitting on his lap sideways, you felt your whole body was hot.
“I’m sorry, darling. I-”
You cut him off, putting a finger to his mouth. “It’s okay, Mettaton, really.”
After a few more minutes, you made it to your apartment building.
Mettaton glanced out the window. “Here we are.” He said, loosening his grip to let you climb off him, so he could open the door for you and let you out.
But you didn’t move.
“Is something wrong?” He asked, puzzled and concerned.
“We haven’t seen each other all week … I don’t want you to go.” You frowned.
Mettaton cupped your face with his hands. “Then I’ll stay the night, how does that sound?”
You nodded happily.
Mettaton proceeded to let you out of the limo and told his driver he would be staying here and that they could go home, but, before letting them drive off, Mettaton took out a charger from a compartment in the back of the limo.
As the limo left, he turned to you. “I always make sure to have a couple of these when traveling, it's a good thing I didn’t have to go all the way home to get one.”
You smiled, nodding in agreement as you unlocked the door to your building and let him inside. Both of you then made your way up to your apartment, getting inside, you switched on the lights. The second you entered, you kicked off your shoes and made your way over to your bed, throwing yourself onto it.
“Darling? Don’t you need to change?”
You groaned and rolled over to get up, but not realizing how close you were to the edge, you fell onto the floor.
Mettaton gasped and rushed to your aide. “Are you alright, sweetheart?”
You laughed a bit and sat up. “Yeah, I’m fine.”
He smiled and kissed your forehead softly. “Get up and go get changed.”
You stood up and puffed out your cheeks. “I’m an adult, I don’t have to listen to you.” You said, making your way over to your bureau.
He chuckled. “Then where are you going?” He asked.
“To change, but of my own free will.” You retorted and rummaged for some pajamas. Hearing him chuckle again as you pulled out some clothing, you smiled and made your way to your bathroom. Closing the door behind you, you took a deep breath and began to disrobe. Looking at yourself in your mirror, you looked exhausted. You were, but you were happy.
Opening the door, you saw Mettaton laying the clothes he had just taken off, onto a chair in the corner. He turned to you when he heard the door open. He had already cleaned the makeup off his face. He smiled gently. “Ready for bed, darling?”
You smiled back as you went over to your bed, getting under the sheets. “Yep. Are you?” You asked.
He nodded and climbed into the bed with you, plugging himself in.
After you turned off the lights in the darkness, you felt Mettaton’s cool, metal hand touch your arm. Quickly turning your head to his direction, you saw his glowing pink eye, inches from your own. “H-Hi.” You blushed.
“Hi.” He said softly. “Darling, will you grant me permission to lay my lips upon yours?” He asked, in a suave, charming tone, but obviously exaggerating a bit.
“You’re so weird.” You laughed softly. “B-But yes.”
You then felt Mettaton’s soft lips press gently against yours and you couldn’t help but softly kiss back. You moved a bit closer to him, not knowing that he was doing the same, and the two of you were now pressed up against each other. As he kissed you, he wrapped one arm around your waist, and brought the other to the back of your head, running his fingers through your hair. You shivered at the feeling as you wrapped your arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. After a moment, you felt his surprisingly warm tongue swipe lightly across your bottom lip and you nervously parted your lips, never really ever having done this before. As you kissed, your tongues brushed against each others softly, and Mettaton moved the hand that was at the back of your head, down to your waist.
Suddenly, Mettaton gripped your waist gently, and moved you so you were straddling his lap, pulling from the kiss, he proceeded to leave soft, small kisses down your jawline. You bit your bottom lip gently as he kissed his way down your neck.