[Being arched into has him cry out, short and brief, feeling the sound echoed by Mettaton's moan. Emet-Selch can't even complain about not being completely marked up immediately, not with responses like that, the continued toying with his chest, the kisses that landed wherever Mettaton's face rested. His fingers skimmed over the back of the other man's thigh, caught up in his voice, and eventually the stronger beat of something, that he didn't think was his own.
Was that- some sort of heightening of experience on the puca's part?- and the Ascian tilts his head, nuzzling at whatever he could reach of Mettaton's- his hair, his ears, shivering, even as his own need continued to ache, his breathing not remotely settled. It was hard to swallow back a whine of resulting desperation, even as he knew he wasn't quite at that point himself, no matter how much his body cried out for it, for him.
Perhaps it was that all-or-nothingness that made it work, in the end, that sense of acceptance, amid it all, despite everything--
The sort of thing that could crush someone, were it not able to be matched. The sort of thing that could only exist in the first place, if it were already being answered, somehow.
But even feeling the echo of it through their Bond sets him trembling, his touch on Mettaton gentling but firm, despite the way he panted. It felt like being surrounded on all sides by the sensation, the physical pressure of Mettaton's body on his, the greater, shared emotional weight, the brokenness of his voice, his sighs. The smaller, tactile details like Mettaton drooling on him (which both concerned him slightly as a reaction, as well provided a kind of satisfaction at somehow being able to provoke such a response).
It was a lot to take in. And piercing it was the more direct presence of Mettaton's hand near his cock, feeling the slight give in his trousers as they were undone, pushed partially apart. It was relief by degrees, a momentary sense of not being completely stifled, followed by further frustration at the remaining constriction, at not having his erection pressed directly to Mettaton's body. There's a definite whine in his throat as he swallows heavily, presses up to him, even though that doesn't exactly make what he wants any easier to achieve.]
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Was that- some sort of heightening of experience on the puca's part?- and the Ascian tilts his head, nuzzling at whatever he could reach of Mettaton's- his hair, his ears, shivering, even as his own need continued to ache, his breathing not remotely settled. It was hard to swallow back a whine of resulting desperation, even as he knew he wasn't quite at that point himself, no matter how much his body cried out for it, for him.
Perhaps it was that all-or-nothingness that made it work, in the end, that sense of acceptance, amid it all, despite everything--
The sort of thing that could crush someone, were it not able to be matched. The sort of thing that could only exist in the first place, if it were already being answered, somehow.
But even feeling the echo of it through their Bond sets him trembling, his touch on Mettaton gentling but firm, despite the way he panted. It felt like being surrounded on all sides by the sensation, the physical pressure of Mettaton's body on his, the greater, shared emotional weight, the brokenness of his voice, his sighs. The smaller, tactile details like Mettaton drooling on him (which both concerned him slightly as a reaction, as well provided a kind of satisfaction at somehow being able to provoke such a response).
It was a lot to take in. And piercing it was the more direct presence of Mettaton's hand near his cock, feeling the slight give in his trousers as they were undone, pushed partially apart. It was relief by degrees, a momentary sense of not being completely stifled, followed by further frustration at the remaining constriction, at not having his erection pressed directly to Mettaton's body. There's a definite whine in his throat as he swallows heavily, presses up to him, even though that doesn't exactly make what he wants any easier to achieve.]