[Emet-Selch's regard for the little event now that it's proven to be even more of an inconvenience brings a smile to Mettaton's face and the hint of a snicker, even if the reminder of it hardly does to quell his appetite for more of him. If anyone's well in frustrated territory, it's him, and there's no coming back from it and nothing that can be done. He would need to have patience. He knew that. But the mere mention of another time or place is like electricity, and he can't help needing to close his eyes just to deal with the desire he feels. Why is it this hard to resist?]
Such... a shame. But to hear you offer such a thing... I can hardly take it. The thought of waiting.
[He'll follow suit, and pull away gradually. It's all he can do. His hand against Emet-Selch's neck moves down, until both of his hands rest at each of his shoulder blades, though even still his fingertips prod into him sensuously. Focusing on the feeling of the other man's hand against his hair is helpful, pleasant contact that feels reassuring and loving.
There's palpable reluctance, and even as he attempts to wind this down, he slips up: their proximity is too tantalizing, causing him to go in for another kiss. And as long as Emet-Selch doesn't break it, it won't be as feverish as their last, but it's firm, conveying only some of the longing the cyborg has for his Bondmate. And that "some" is a lot. He can't get enough, even when he tries to make himself stop.]
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Such... a shame. But to hear you offer such a thing... I can hardly take it. The thought of waiting.
[He'll follow suit, and pull away gradually. It's all he can do. His hand against Emet-Selch's neck moves down, until both of his hands rest at each of his shoulder blades, though even still his fingertips prod into him sensuously. Focusing on the feeling of the other man's hand against his hair is helpful, pleasant contact that feels reassuring and loving.
There's palpable reluctance, and even as he attempts to wind this down, he slips up: their proximity is too tantalizing, causing him to go in for another kiss. And as long as Emet-Selch doesn't break it, it won't be as feverish as their last, but it's firm, conveying only some of the longing the cyborg has for his Bondmate. And that "some" is a lot. He can't get enough, even when he tries to make himself stop.]