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Merry Giftmas to everyone!

Ship: Swap Papgore

Papyrus didn’t get how they have come to this situation where he was gently being stripped by his King, responding to his furry touches and his soft spoken voice.

He was gasping, becoming aware of how large was the monarch in comparison to him.

His paws were able to cover the front of his ribcage with such ease his whole body stuttered with each soft brush of those thick fingers.

“This feels alright, i see?” He questioned, looking at him in the eye.

Papyrus only nodded, his cheeks turning a bright color. He placed his hands on the other’s shoulders and gave the fabric a gentle tug. Unlike Asgore, he couldn’t reach the top of his head to undress him by his own.

The King barely parted from him to take off the tunic covering his torso, he soon returned to his small partner to place soft kisses across his bare chest.

“Your m-majesty” Papyrus moaned, his sensitive spots easily covered by the other’s muzzle. Asgore licked the bones with tender motions, only intending to tease him.

“Please my friend, call me by my name” He whispered glancing up, without stopping his gentle ministrations.

“Mm~ No… i… i can’t” He answered between little breaths, trying to not squirm due to his embarrassment.

He couldn’t call him directly by his name, it was against the law!

Asgore stopped, only to look at him in the eye with a mild smile that made Papyrus melt. The King’s eyes were so kind, so tender, but laced with something deeper inside of him: the pain. The pain of having lost the war, the pain of his people having been mercilessly murdered and trapped, the pain of losing his children, the pain of having divorced his queen… everything weighted on his big and sensitive soul.

“Please?” He asked in a deep, silky voice.

The skeleton shuddered. “O-okay”

Asgore leaned in, he used one of his hands to open Papyrus’ jaw as his tongue delved into his mouth.

The skeleton squirmed as those large, fuzzy hands brushed the sides of his body as they kissed deeply, he looped his arms on the King’s neck, deepening the contact. Soon his digits were wandering in his broad shoulders, feeling his smooth pelage, earning small shudders in return.

The King’s touches stopped at his hips, softly pulling the fabric down.

Papyrus broke the kiss with an embarrassed little whimper.

“No?” The King asked, stopping completely.

“I.. i dunno” The skeleton answered, hyper aware of the arousal tightening his pants. He needed to release, but showing the King his nakedness seemed something he wasn’t ready for.

The other seemed to read his thoughts. “At least let me unbutton this” He pointed at the front of his pants. “It must be painful”

Papyrus nodded shyly, his body jumping when he felt the warmth of those fingers across the fabric.

He sighed in relief when some tension was released, his eyes trailing down into his partner’s body to see if he needed to return the favor.

He was mortified to confirm not only Asgore’s hands were huge, but he should’ve expected that. His concern about the pants was forgotten when he noticed the white, silky fabric was elastic enough to hold the whole bulge comfortably, of course, that only made it easier to see through.

A wave of warmth spreaded through his stomach, and he held the need to moan. It was odd for him to have such urgency to touch, to feel other monster. But it aroused him, to see his King’s cock really turned him on.

Asgore broke his trance with a little chuckle. “It might be a little too early for that, Papyrus” He said looking at him in the eye with the same hunger.

The skeleton felt the blush returning full force. “I w-wasn’t..!”

“Shhh. It’s okay, i want you too” He murmured in the side of his skull. “I want to feel you”

Papyrus shuddered, the voice echoing in his cranium.

“You still haven’t said my name, by the way” He mentioned returning to the soft caresses, although this time the skeleton was more responsive, he breathed quickly, letting out small satisfied moans.

“I-i’m sorry” The other answered. “It’s hard to let go of customs”

“Mm. I see” The King nuzzled the side of his skull. “Shame. I’d love to hear you moan my name”

Papyrus’ body jerked when the other pressed their cocks together. Another wave of heat invaded him, but this time he couldn’t resist a groan.

“You can make such wonderful sounds, after all”

The skeleton under him squeezed his small hands in the fur of his shoulders, clenching his teeth together for a moment, before he let loose a breathy moan.

“Ah… As…gore” He pronounced timidly, yet in a provocative tone.

The King couldn’t help but grind on his small partner.

“Papyrus…” He groaned, feeling the other shaking against him.

“Oh stars, please” The skeleton begged. “Please, Asgore, don’t stop”

Even if he tried, the King wouldn’t be able to stop, his name sounded too good in Papyrus’ mouth.