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And here is part 2
Prepare yourself - it's a long one
Also, this is my first time writing smut so please go easy on me-
New Years Eve - New Years Day
Warnings: sex jokes, cursing, some awkward flirting, teasing, becomes nsfw at ~ warning line, sex, makeout scenes, hickeys, long kisses, pinning (against wall, against sheets), praise, rewarding, slight punishment, generally pretty kinky
Human AU
Ftm!Mettaton
Sub.!Mettaton, Dom.!Papyrus
Only five minutes left.
Five minutes until the end of the year, five minutes until the world moves forward again, five minutes to find him.
Scratch that.
Four.
Mettaton knocks on the door to Papyrus' room and waits for an answer, but when one doesn't come he gently opens the door and peeks in. He's not here? Where could he be?
Panicking slightly on the inside, Mettaton pulls back and closes the door again, his brows furrowed. He starts to walk down the hall when he notices a large glass door down at the end of one of the hallways. Curiosity piqued, he starts to make his way towards it.
How did he not notice this before now?
He quietly opens the sliding glass door, the cool December air slapping his face and arms harshly. He embraces the spiking feeling, taking a deep breath and letting his eyes close softly. He opens them again as he exhales. The door rumbles as he slides it shut again, and it clicks into place before he lets go and steps back, casting his gaze out over the edge of the balcony. Eyes wide, he leans against the wooden railing and stares at the cosmos above, the lights of the city stretching out for miles in all directions. The stars glisten and gleam, looking far closer than they really are, the deep blue and purple sky seemingly only just out of reach from the ends of his fingers.
"It's a beautiful view, isn't it?"
Mettaton jumps a foot off the ground, his entire body flinching as he turns to finally find the man he has been looking for over the past hour.
Papyrus, a rather thick-looking white coat wrapped around him, his scarf flapping in the gentle breeze, looking at the shorter boy through the corners of his eyes, his head partially turned to the left. A small, sly smile haunts his lips. Mettaton can feel his face warming even in the biting air as goosebumps ripple across his exposed arms.
You really didn't think this through? Kinda stupid.
He lets a breathy chuckle leave him, letting his eyes roam out over the cityscape below, nodding gently. The sight really is one to behold.
A twirling mix of purples and dark blues high above, the moon smiling brightly down on the two boys. A gorgeous ring of soft light surrounds it, the stars shining in random clusters. The star Sirius sits proudly atop the land, watching over the people who await the new year's arrival. A general air of anticipation hangs around, emanating from every person, every house, every street. It's thick in the air, weighing on the shoulders of most people, while some hold theirs in their hands and bounce with excitement as if gifted with extra energy. Twinkling lights shine brightly through closed curtains and blinds as far as the eye can see, encircling every house. All in all, the new year will be welcomed with wide open arms.
