Chapter Two
"Ah… Okay, that's… excellent…"
Alphys paused when Undyne first spoke, then grinned. They sat in their favourite chair in their small living room, Alphys sitting rather carefully on Undyne's lap, not a stitch of clothes on either of them. One of Alphys's hands was slipped between Undyne's legs, her fingers carefully exploring slippery flesh that she already seemed to know so well, with an ease she never though she could ever possess – especially naked.
Undyne's hands were at her hips, fingers digging in harder the deeper Alphys's fingers went, making small noises each time Alphys pressed in close. Undyne's head was tilted back, her eyes shut tight and her teeth gritted. She had growled the words out between her teeth, and her tone was so thick with desire that Alphys blushed, feeling her own arousal growing with each sound Undyne made.
Alphys gripped onto the back of the chair with her free hand, both to keep her balance as well as occasionally reach to touch Undyne's hot cheeks, tracing her features with a feather-light finger.
"Hm… You sure?" Alphys wondered, smiling widely. Undyne's eye snapped open, especially since Alphys held her hand carefully still.
Between gasped breaths, Undyne snapped out, "Hey! Yes! Alphy, I didn't say stop!" She squirmed a little beneath Alphys, trying to pull her closer, as well as deeper, her eye shutting again.
"Ohh, okay…" Alphys giggled, resuming her careful – but quickening – exploration, leaning in close to kiss Undyne's neck gently. Undyne's arms went around her tightly, her face buried into Alphys's shoulder, and she growled again, the sound mixed with a slight whimper. "Alphy… more… that… more!"
Alphys grinned and of course obliged, moving to kiss Undyne, who was already reaching up to grab her face and do the same. Undyne whimpered against her lips, sounding desperate, and Alphys could feel both muscle and body clenching against her, the feeling sending Alphys into a mini-haze of her own. As their tongues danced against each other, Alphys kept her eyes open, watching Undyne's roll upwards, then close tight, before she threw her head back once more. At that look, Alphys knew exactly what to do.
"Alphy…" Undyne whimpered, as Alphys resumed her kissing of her neck, with a smile. Her hands reached up and clutched at Alphys, one hand behind her head, the other still around her. "Okay… that… yeah… Alphy…!"
Alphys closed her eyes in pleasure, loving the sound of her name in that voice. Undyne arched her back, gasping out, her eye snapping open again so wide it looked black. "Ah, Alphy… Alphy…!" And she made that one special sound, the one only the two of them knew: a shout that was combined with triumph and desperation, her hands scrabbling desperately at Alphys's back as she did. Alphys slowed her hand as Undyne gasped beneath her, holding her close, not ever wanting to let go.
Slowly, Alphys pulled her hand away, bringing a small sound of protest from Undyne, who was now far too tired to use actual words. Undyne collapsed, her hands limp at her sides, now, and Alphys slid to stay close to her, listening to her racing heart.
"Water…"
Alphys raised her head, looked, and found the glass of water she had brought over before starting this; she grabbed it and gave it to Undyne, who held it between both hands shakily as she drank it down, so fast it impressed her.
When it was empty, she handed it back, eye still closed, and Alphys set it aside, resuming her snuggling. "…sorry."
Undyne didn't say a word, the only thing keeping her sitting up the chair they both shared. She wore a silly smile, one that Alphys truly adored. "You're a dork," Undyne replied finally, her arms moving to loop loosely around Alphys's waist. "Why are you sorry…?"
Alphys blushed, leaning close to her and burying her face into her neck, bringing another deep sigh forth. "We didn't make it to the bedroom."
Undyne snorted, then laughed, one hand going up and over her eye, the other clutching at Alphys's back for balance. "Do I look like I have a problem with that?!" she gasped out between laughs, and Alphys couldn't help but laugh as well, though she was still rather shy about it.
It was the chair they loved to cuddle in together, the one closest to the TV, the piano, and the fireplace. At this moment, the TV was off, and far more than cuddling had just concluded, but still. This was the first time it had been used for this specific activity, and Alphys was completely to blame for this. Undyne didn't seem to mind; in fact, it seemed like she rather liked seeing this side of Alphys, judging by her smile.
Alphys shifted closer to her, and Undyne pulled her towards her, her eye closing again, still wearing that smile. Alphys herself felt both giddy and tired, full of energy but also very lazy. It was really nice.
"Alphy."
She looked up. Undyne was staring at her, smiling, yes, but also looking at her as if seeing her for the first time. Confused, Alphys sat up, reaching up and placing her hands gently on Undyne's cheeks. "A-Are you okay? What is it?"
"I'm fine." Undyne smiled wider, nodding. Alphys relaxed, smiling in return. She loved the way Undyne was looked at her now, her expression increasing her heartbeat from both desire and happiness. "I just… really like it when you do that."
Alphys blushed a little, looking to the side. "Er," was all she could think of to say to this. She didn't know what was going on with her, but lately – a month to their wedding, almost to the day – she had been feeling rather… desperate, urgent, almost.
I don't want to lose what I have, but if I have to, I want to make sure to make the most of this…
"Alphy, I love you."
Alphys smiled. "You always say that, always high on orgasms."
It was absolutely the wrong thing to say, and she regretted it almost the moment it left her mouth. Undyne stiffened beneath her, and she raised her head, biting her lip hard. Undyne looked down at her, and she looked hurt. Alphys looked away.
"I-I… I'm kidding." Alphys added hastily, only half-lying now. Undyne stared at her, her breathing slowing, arms forming a closer hold around Alphys's waist. Alphys froze: once again Undyne had seen through her and had managed to stop her from running away.
"You're not," Undyne snapped, her eye narrowed. "Not totally. You don't believe me when I say I love you?"
Alphys bit down harder on her lip, shutting her eyes tight and lowering her head, unable to speak. Of course she believed Undyne when she said it; she knew Undyne never lied to her. So why was she lying to Undyne?
That was easy. The answer hit her so hard she cringed. She was lying because she had no confidence in herself; she figured that Undyne would tire of her eventually, despite Undyne daily proving her wrong. She realised, the closer they came to the wedding, the more terrified she became. Every morning, she woke up wondering fearfully, Is it today? Is it all going to end today?
Undyne looked away, seeing the answer on Alphys's drawn face and hearing it in her silence. Alphys stared at the floor, her lip hurting by now, but still unwilling to speak.
"What will it take?" Undyne wondered softly, her voice sounding exhausted and sad. "When will you get it, Alphy? I'm not going anywhere, not unless you want me to."
Alphys shut her eyes. Without thinking, she answered. "E-everyone who trusts me, I hurt. O-or they end up seeing me as s-something… disgusting…"
"I'm not everyone!" Undyne protested, grabbing Alphys's shoulders and shaking her a little. Alphys blinked in surprise, her eyes on Undyne's automatically.
"I-I know," she admitted. "B-but I've done… I've done…"
Undyne pulled her close, silencing her, instantly held by Undyne's strong, comforting arms. She moved closer, shutting her eyes, and Undyne kissed her forehead gently. "I know what you've done," Undyne whispered gently. "I'm still here."
"I-I don't ever… want to make you… hate me," she finally admitted, her voice choked with the tears already filling her eyes, the final piece she had been withholding. She hid her face in her hands, humiliated.
"Alphy," Undyne's voice was soft. When Alphys nodded, she said, "I love you, okay?"
She nodded again, sobbing once, before stammering out, "I-I love you, Undyne. S-so much…"
"Then trust me, okay?" Alphys nodded, and Undyne pulled her hands away from her face, leaning down to kiss her eyelids gently. Alphys kept them shut tight, wishing she could change the way her mind was wired, wishing her abilities and achievements in both science and human media were some kind of magical tools to fix her brain.
To her, Undyne deserved better, more than she ever could be. To her, Undyne was settling for less than she ever needed to, settling for a project like Alphys instead of someone normal and happy. But she had no idea how to explain it in a way that made sense to Undyne, that wouldn't hurt her as a result. She knew that Undyne loved a challenge, more than anything in the world, but Alphys felt that Undyne was in over her head, and eventually she would drown beneath Alphys's deficiencies – a nightmare.
Undyne was staring over Alphys's shaking head, her eye narrowed and dark. She was struggling not to cry herself, trying to make sure she was strong, because she knew Alphys needed strength right now. This wasn't the first time she had been dismissed, and she knew that it also wasn't her fault – or Alphys's. But there had to be something that would make it easier for her Alphy to bear, something that would prove it once and for all, that she could call up whenever she felt doubt…
Undyne gasped, grinning wildly, the solution hitting her so hard she felt stupid for not thinking of it sooner. When she jolted upwards, Alphys tripped and tumbled to the floor.
Undyne leapt to her feet so quickly Alphys didn't see the wild smile or the shining eye; all she saw was Undyne's retreating back. She sat there, curling up, resting her forehead on her knees, wishing she could curl up tightly enough to disappear. Undyne hadn't even looked back when she rushed into their bedroom. Alphys sat paralysed by this, already covered in cold sweat, waiting for the front door to open and shut, and Undyne to walk away forever…
"Hey! Alphy! Get dressed!"
Confused, Alphys raised her head, blinking hard. She didn't move, however, despite the fact that Undyne's tone was anything but angry. In fact, it was raised, yes, but over the sound of rushing water. She was showering…?
"Alphy, get up and get dressed, you dork! Hurry up!" She was shouting, sounding excited.
Alphys slowly got to her feet, confused but curious enough to slowly make her way into the bedroom. She pulled on random clothes, barely caring if they matched, trying to clean her glasses of the tears she had cried on them, with little success. She was shaking from head to foot now, but she got dressed. She would always follow Undyne, always.
She was sitting on the bed when the water shut off. Moments later, Undyne leapt out, her towel barely drying her scales before she discarded it and started getting dressed. Alphys tried to catch her expression, but her still-wet hair hung heavy, obscuring it. It was only when Alphys realised what clothes Undyne was putting on that she made a sound – a small, surprised squeak.
Undyne was carefully putting on the clothes they had picked out together: her wedding clothes.
Alphys watched her, frozen to the core, as Undyne quickly braided her hair and twisted it around her head, securing it behind her left ear with a bright yellow flower, then slipped an eyepatch over her squeezed-closed eye socket – the colour a shimmering gold instead of its usual black. While Undyne never usually wore them, she actually did like dresses, and was wearing one, now, the colour the exact same as that of her eyepatch. It was an A line that fell mid-calf, with straps that tied together behind her neck, leaving her back bare, though at the moment, Undyne left it untied (her hands were shaking too hard in her excitement to tie them, but she would never admit it.).
"Alphy, c'mere? I need help tying this," she said, waving Alphys over. Wordlessly, she complied, her hands shaking so hard she had to try three times (Undyne was impressed; if she had tried it would have probably taken twice as long.) before getting it right. Undyne was grinning, but Alphys didn't see it, her gaze almost blank as she stared at her own hands. Undyne opened her mouth – then paused, finally seeing what Alphys was wearing.
"Alphy, what the hell are you wearing?!" Undyne demanded, scowling. Alphys's head jerked up in surprise. "Er," was all she could think of saying, confused.
Undyne sighed, turning to her and reaching for her clothes, immediately starting to undress her. Alphys was too stunned to protest, when she once again stood naked before Undyne, who was turning away again, she remained in that horrible, paralysed fugue.
That is, until Undyne held out her wedding clothes to her, a floor-length, shimmering blue dress that fell in the most flattering way, the straps thicker – almost like a sleeveless T – and there was of course a place for her to poke out her tail. (When Alphys had first tried it on, Undyne's eye went wide and her face went scarlet, turning to the salesperson and saying, her voice rather sharp, "This one. This one. This one, only this one.")
"Dress," Undyne ordered, holding it out. Her lips twitched a little, trying to keep herself from laughing, knowing it would likely only freeze Alphys further. When Alphys tried to put the dress on, she proved too shaky to even get it over her head, and at one point she was near tears. Undyne instantly stepped in and helped her, her fingers moving over her so lightly she shivered. Undyne's face was carefully blank, but her blush slowly went from pink to red, especially when she finished by pinning a blue flower onto the frame of Alphys's glasses.
It was this gesture that finally allowed words to come free. "Undyne…" she hesitated, her hands fumbling a little with the front of the dress. "I… what…?"
When Undyne merely reached down to adjust the flower on her glasses a bit better, Alphys bit her lip. Undyne's hands slipped down to her face, her eye dancing quite obviously, now. Finally, she grinned, the single gesture helping slow Alphys's speeding heart quite nicely.
"We, dear Alphy, are eloping. Right now. Today. The office closes in four hours, so we gotta hurry. We just need to grab the license and go. Is it still on the bookcase?"
"Wh-what? Y-yes, of c-course," Alphys stammered. It had been a major fight getting that license, one that would have never happened Underground. Humans had weird and backwards rules about gender and love, and though Frisk did admit that things were getting better, still they had trouble. Clearly, when it came to same-sex couples, the courtesy, barely extended to themselves, barred monsters even further.
Both Undyne and Alphys had fought hard to get that license, for months, to the point of tears and exhaustion (and, once, Undyne almost running to the courthouse, with a slew of blue spears, in her rage; she had almost made it to the bus stop when Alphys managed to bring her home.). When they finally got it, they both cried and laughed, insisting that the document be framed and displayed until they needed it. They'd earned the bragging rights, so brag they would.
But it wasn't supposed to be used until next month.
Alphys blinked up at Undyne, bemused. "I've figured it out," Undyne declared, still holding Alphys's face in her hands. She leaned down towards her, inches from her, and she grinned. "It's so stupid, this waiting, isn't it? I feel like…" The grin flickered a moment. "Like the longer we wait, the more scared you become, as if I'll run away or something. Right? That's it, isn't it?"
Alphys stared at her, mouth slightly open in shock. Undyne was right; that was what it was. "Y-yes," she admitted, her voice strained.
Undyne nodded. "Right. You see, for me, I feel like…" She smiled her shy smile, now, looking away for a moment and blushing, before returning her gaze. "I feel like we've always been married, sort of. Since we bought this house. Well…" She laughed nervously, shrugging. "Hell, maybe it was ever since you told me you liked me, even."
Alphys reached up and placed her hands on Undyne's forearms, unable to speak. She felt too much all at once.
"But, you!" Undyne laughed, giving Alphys's face a little shake, which brought a surprised giggle of her own forth. "You're a scientist, duh. You live by numbers, papers, all of that shit, things in nice columns and all of that. So… we have a paper. Let's use it." Her eye blazed, now, and her smile was back to its wild glee. "Let's get married already, Alphy! So that finally…" Her smile flickered to something a little sad. "Finally, you'll trust me."
"I-I do trust you!" Alphys burst out, her voice choked. "With my life!"
Undyne, however, shook her head slowly. "I know. But it's not the same, is it?" She leaned close, brushing her lips lightly over the soft spot between Alphys's eyebrows. "You're so fucking literal. So let's literally do this, and keep doing it till we're dust. Sound good?"
Alphys's vision went blurry at once, nodding so hard Undyne laughed. "Then let's go!" she shouted, grabbing Alphys's hand and pulling her towards the door. Alphys stumbled, barely having time to grab the license and their IDs, before Undyne pulled her outside. She felt so happy all at once, reality finally breaking through that numb wall, and she felt real happiness flood through her. She had no trouble keeping up to Undyne.
She felt as if she could outrun the clouds.
By the time they left the courthouse, it was night, and they were both giddy and starving. Undyne held Alphys's hand tightly, not letting go the moment the judge bade them married. Alphys walked in a semi-daze, unaware of the giant grin on her face, feeling as if the entire evening had rushed by her faster than she could blink.
Undyne was practically skipping, swinging Alphys's hand with each step, grinning her widest grin and humming under her breath. Strands of red hair had loosened from her braid, and both flowers they worn looked slightly wilted by now, but still Undyne sang.
Then Alphys realised that Undyne wasn't humming, but singing one word over and over, in random tunes, "Married, married, married…" She looked up, and saw Undyne was already beaming at her. She suddenly stopped, then leaned down and scooped Alphys up into her arms, as if she weighed no more than a Froggit. With a happy, triumphant yell, Undyne held Alphys close to her, twirling in place and still singing that one word, as loud as she could, now, her clear, musical voice as on cue as a bronze bell.
Alphys started laughing the moment Undyne began to spin, at first holding onto Undyne tight, finally just surrendering to her laughter, throwing her arms up and her head back, eyes shut. Undyne was delighted, and she spun faster and faster, until they both stumbled and had to stop, dizzy and light-headed but still laughing.
Undyne opened her eye and suddenly noticed they had an audience; several humans who were waiting outside the courthouse office were now staring at the two, looking a mix of three different emotions: confusion, disgust, and wonder. Alphys noticed as well, moving closer to Undyne without hesitating.
Undyne, however, was having none of this. She drew herself up to her full height, threw her arms up in the air, and summoned up four bright blue spears, her eye blazing as dangerously as the spears. "Fucking what?!" she snarled at them. "Haven't you ever seen love before?! Get fucking lost!"
They did, pleasing both of them quite a bit. Undyne smirked, the spears vanishing and her arms lowering, and she looked back at Alphys, who was staring up at her, beaming. "Hey, I just thought of the best idea, Alphy, the only way we could ever spend the night of our wedding."
Alphys grinned at her. "Order the junkiest of junk food and watch horribly romantic shoujo anime in our wedding dresses until dawn?"
This earned her a tight hug and a long, slow kiss. "Hell, yeah," Undyne agreed, her eye sparking. Together, they went home to do just that. Only now Alphys was singing, her tone-deaf voice sounding prettier to Undyne than even Shyren could ever sound.
A wrench was thrown into their plans the moment they got back, though thankfully it was brief. Undyne had just kicked the door shut behind her, both she and Alphys holding armfuls of junk food, when the doorbell suddenly rang. They exchanged confused looks; neither was expecting anyone.
"Er," Alphys wondered, "d-do we answer it?" She was eager to start the night, yes, but she was also cursed with curiosity. Undyne shrugged. "Up to you. Pass me those, please." When Alphys gave her the two bags she carried, Undyne effortlessly carried all four (which meant that when Alphys had insisted on helping, Undyne had humoured her to be nice.). Undyne did blush, but Alphys merely giggled.
"Be right back," Alphys said, already walking towards the door. When she answered it, she made the sound she made when someone stepped on her tail in her shock.
There, holding a giant bouquet of blue and yellow roses, stood sans.
Alphys was shocked speechless. Though they had made amends with sans and eventually warmed up to him again, both Undyne and she regarded him with a degree of jaded wariness, both unable to easily forget how easily he had dismissed both of them. Sans, as a result, remained aloof, only piping in when he saw a great chance for a pun. Undyne, she knew, still figured that sans doubted both of them – but her especially – and decided that he wasn't worth her time for the time being.
But if he had doubts, why was he now standing at their doorway with that bouquet?
"heya," he said, waving his free hand at her. "congrats."
With a loud thud, Undyne dropped the bags and stormed over to Alphys's side at once, her face enraged. "We told no one! Hell, we didn't even know until a few hours ago! How the hell did you find out?!"
He winked slowly, but said nothing. Instead, he held the bouquet out to her, and she took it practically ripping it from his hand, before storming back to the kitchen. Both sans and Alphys watched in silence as she loudly filled a vase with water, cut the stems, and arranged the flowers into a beautiful display. The entire time, she scowled at sans.
Alphys slowly turned back to him, noticing that he was shifting from foot to foot. "so… does this mean i can come in?"
"No!" Undyne snarled from the kitchen. "If you know already, then you should know that we would like to be alone!"
Alphys, however, decided to open the door fully – something that earned her a rarely-seen grateful look from him.
However, the moment his slippered feet hit the floor, a blue spear slammed in front of them. He froze at once, his hands up, and Undyne stood beside Alphys again, holding another spear, ready to toss it at him.
Alphys stared at her, noticing quite suddenly just how amazing she looked just then; Undyne didn't realise just how much she looked like the flowery swordswomen she so admired in anime at that moment, but Alphys did.
"Thank you for the condescending flowers," Undyne snapped. "They're fucking lovely. Now go away, come back tomorrow, and say whatever you wanted to say then."
Gently, Alphys reached out and placed her hand on Undyne's, the one holding the spear, gazing up at her. Undyne was angry, yes, but also hurt, still. Clearly, she still held a grudge. However, at Alphys's touch, Undyne's face instantly softened, and the spear vanished, instead replacing it with that very hand, holding it tightly. Alphys smiled up at her, before she turned back to sans.
Sans had watched them carefully, his face that perpetual grin, but with something almost calculated about it. Alphys said, "Go ahead. We do have plans, so make it quick, though."
He nodded. "cool, done. all i wanted to say was: i was right about being completely wrong before, and i wish i had been smarter before i put my friendship with both you at risk. it's just…" he shrugged casually. "i'm too damned old. i've seen way too much break." He eyed them closely. "except you two." He lowered his hands, his eyes now dancing. "you've fin-ally gotten me to admit I was wrong."
Undyne lunged at him at once, too fast for Alphys to stop her – only to be glad she hadn't. Undyne grabbed sans and hugged him, so hard his pinpoint eyes went skywards. "Prickless bag of stupid bones," she said, though she was grinning, now. She gave him a final squeeze, then dropped him like a sack of flour. He stumbled, wheezing a bit, a hand to his parka-covered chest. "Oh, and you're still not invited, even if it's now a party instead of a wedding," she added with a wicked glint in her eye.
sans grinned up at her, as did Alphys, both hearing the exact opposite in her harsh words. "yeah, yeah," sans said, waving his hands in dismissal. "i've said what i wanted, so i'm out. Have fun."
And, just like the last time he had surprised them, he walked down their hallway and vanished before they could see him do it. "Seriously, I know I said it before, but I really want to learn that trick."
Alphys opened her mouth to answer, only to have her stomach interrupt her and speak for her. She clapped her hands over her mouth, and Undyne started laughing so hard she had to learn against the wall for balance. Alphys blushed, then lowered her hands and laughed, too. It was rather funny, after all. With a final laugh, Undyne slid her arm through Alphys's, and arm-in-arm, then went into the kitchen to finally begin their perfect night.
Well… more or less.
"Tell me when I can look."
"…okay. Now."
"…AAAAAUGH!"
Alphys buried her face at once back into Undyne's shoulder as Undyne laughed. There was much about anime that Alphys adored, but graphic violence was not one of them. Undyne had chosen the anime for their second round of junk food, Alphys only knowing that it had received great reviews. She had no idea what a gore-fest it was.
"Undyyyyynnne!" she whined, covering her eyes before resuming her hiding, trying to talk over Undyne's laughing. "Is there ever a safe time I can look?!"
"Sure," Undyne snorted out. "The credits!"
"Nooo!"
"C'mon, one more episode."
Alphys paused, then heard the gruesome sounds of severing flesh and bone. "I'm not watching!" she answered, unable to hide a shudder.
Undyne noticed and pulled her closer, and Alphys burrowed closer into her embrace. "Okay, we'll finish this one, then you can pick."
"Promise?" Alphys murmured.
"Promise!" Undyne agreed.
Alphys sighed, then nodded. Undyne was holding her so close that she could hear every sound she made deep within her chest, every laugh and gasp, even felt when her heart sped up at some parts. Undyne loved a good sword-and-sorcery show, the more violent the better, and this was the epitome of that. Alphys could stomach a great deal, but she discovered a limit with this particular anime. She hated it, and she realised why: she'd seen enough gore in reality to last her an entire lifetime.
"Holy shit!" Undyne was shouting gleefully, laughing between words. "Yeah! Cut his head off! Do it!" She cheered to the sound of metal hitting flesh and bone, and she clapped, then threw her arms up in the air. "Woo! Sweet!"
Alphys snuggled closer, discovering that if she focussed solely on Undyne and the sounds she made, she could easily ignore the TV. Soon, she found herself relaxing, her eyes closed.
"Credits, Alphy," Undyne said, breaking her out of her half-doze. She raised her head and looked – only to bury her face again in dismay. "Augh! You lied!"
"No," Undyne protested. "You said 'safe'. You didn't say whether it was safe for yourself." She grinned. "So I used my own judgement."
"So mean," Alphys protested. "And on our wedding night."
"Mmhm. Well… maybe I wanted you to be scared…"
Alphys looked up at her, scrunching her face up in dismay. "You wouldn't dare!" But of course Undyne would, and the glint in her eye confirmed it.
"Sorry, but… you're adorable when you're scared, wife," Undyne admitted, grinning in a silly, crooked way, trailing her fingers across Alphys's cheek so gently, Alphys shivered in response. She also felt a tender stab to her heart: it was the first time Undyne had called her "wife".
"It-it's hardly fair, be-because it's so easy to scare me, and nothing ever scares you."
"Aw, you're pouting!" Undyne said in delight, pulling Alphys effortlessly into her lap and hugging her closely.
Alphys sighed. "Because you know how to scare me!"
"Someday, I'm sure you'll scare me, too."
Alphys snorted at that. "If I do, it'll be by accident, and even then I still don't think you fear anything."
Undyne was silent. Alphys looked up and saw she was scowling, her face red. "I…" She glared, then looked away. "I am scared of something. It's stupid."
"No, you are not," Alphys answered. "You're just trying to find any excuse to scare me more often."
"Ugh! No! I'm not kidding!" Undyne scratched at her hair in her embarrassment, more wisps coming free from her braid. "It's…" She lowered her voice to a whisper. "Bees. I'm scared of bees." She went scarlet. "Don't tell anyone!"
Alphys sighed again. "You're teasing me."
"No! I am not!" Undyne said, her voice louder, now. "They're horrible! They get all over you, buzzing so loud it's like they're in your brain, and if you make even one wrong move, they sting you like the little bastards they are! They're scary, okay?! I fucking hate bees!"
Alphys eyed her closely, noticing that Undyne was definitely not teasing her, now. "Bees?" she echoed.
"Shut the hell up."
Alphys grinned, unable to help it, as now it was Undyne who wore the pout. She sat up straighter in Undyne's lap, leaning closer. "Bee-ee-ees?"
"Alphy…"
She leaned closer in response, right against Undyne's fan-like ear. With a rather devious grin, she whispered, making sure to emphasise the "s": "Bee-ee-ee-ee-ss-ss?"
Undyne instantly shuddered and squirmed away, falling to her side and hiding her face in her arms. "Waaaaugh!" she moaned, shivering. "Stop that! I knew I should have taken it to dust!"
Alphys giggled. "I think I see what you mean, now," she admitted, her hand on her cheek as she gazed at the now-pale Undyne. "It is rather adorable when you're scared."
"Augh!" Undyne cried. "Revenge wrestling!" And she pounced, tackling Alphys to the couch and onto her back, forcing a burst of new giggles from her. "Just stop that!" she pleaded.
Alphys found she was quite happy where she was at the moment; Undyne had tackled her so easily, had her pinned so nicely, that it was rather comfortable. Undyne was straddling her, her hands on her shoulders, her legs around her waist. The feel of her was very comforting, as well as very, very alluring. So, smiling up at her, Alphys looked right into her eye and said, "Bee-ss-,"
Undyne snarled at once and covered Alphys's mouth with her own, her fingers digging into her shoulders harder. Alphys laughed, the sound muffled, and Undyne growled in reply, pinning her harder and pushing her body right up against hers, no space between them, now. When she felt Undyne smile against her lips, she had only a split second of warning before one of Undyne's hands reached beneath her dress, her cool fingers trailing up Alphys's thigh and higher. Alphys stopped laughing immediately, and now Undyne was chuckling, her fingers hooking around the edge of her (rather embarrassingly revealing but ones that Undyne adored) underpants.
"Okay," Alphys said breathlessly, eyes shut. "You win. You win!" Undyne dipped her head down, her teeth grazing over her neck and throat, and she shivered.
"Nope," Undyne answered against her neck, tugging a bit at the underpants, and without thinking, Alphys kicked them off. "Not yet. Not until you do." Undyne concluded, her hand once again beneath Alphys's dress, her other hand still pinning her by the shoulder.
Then, contact, that single touch that always sent Alphys into a senseless haze, her hands reaching for Undyne and holding onto the first part she touched, which ended up being Undyne's forearm with one, her hip with the other. Undyne's lips curled against her shoulder, and Alphys kept her eyes closed tight, biting down on her lip.
Undyne's lips trailed lower, her tongue licking over Alphys's collarbone rather teasingly, and Alphys made a small noise at that. "Oh, wait." Undyne let go of her shoulder and sat up, reaching for the remote and shutting the TV off. (Alphys had actually forgotten all about it.) Once she returned, Alphys clung to her, keeping her close.
"Hmm…" Undyne purred against her neck, and again her fingers reached Alphys, her flesh already feeling overheated, the feel of Undyne's long, deft fingers reaching deep bring a small sound from her, one Undyne didn't catch (it didn't matter; she had merely tried to say Undyne's name).
"More?" Undyne wondered, her voice teasing. Alphys opened her eyes and nodded, before closing them again when Undyne obliged rather nicely. Alphys dug her claws in a little, shifting slightly against both her body and her touch.
Suddenly, blindness. Alphys groaned out suddenly, squirming hard against Undyne, which in turn drove those lovely fingers deeper…
"Gotcha," Undyne whispered, her voice husky. Alphys didn't know it, but Undyne was grinning, breathing quickly, her eye ablaze as she watched Alphys beneath her. Alphys whispered something, her voice slowly rising the more she tried to get out, but all she could get out was nonsense. Undyne was touching just right, managing to press right against that one place only she thought she knew she had. Alphys clutched her forearm tightly, sometimes pulling it closer, sometimes pushing it away, but with each move, feeling a deep, almost rich pleasure slowly build.
"Ah…" Alphys burst out, finding it difficult to keep her eyes open. She hadn't noticed yet, but Undyne had taken her glasses off and placed them on the console table. "U-Undyne… Wait, you haven't yet…"
"Shh," Undyne answered. "This is way more fun." Before Alphys could protest again, Undyne kissed her, and she couldn't resist kissing back, by now feeling those brief flashes of heat get quicker and quicker. She clung to Undyne as though for dear life, both hands clutching at her back, claws digging into her back hard. Undyne hissed at this, her eye closing for a moment, a small growl pulled from her throat at this. Alphys tried to keep kissing her, but her head jerked back, arching against Undyne, her breath quick and raspy, feeling like fire coursed through her veins.
"U-Undyne…" Alphys managed to whisper out, practically begging by now. "Undyne…"
When she felt Undyne's tongue lick the side of her neck in reply, she gritted her teeth. "Hm…?" Undyne murmured.
"I…" Alphys heard her voice hitch, and she arched her back, clinging onto Undyne so hard she actually stumbled. By now, all she could say was Undyne's name, getting louder and louder but not even caring, not even trying to care. Her climax was the most intense she had ever experienced, so much so that her breath caught rather too sharply, and as a result, she blacked out.
That had never happened before, no matter how intense things got, no matter how hard she gasped. This time, however, it was almost too intense, too immense, and she couldn't take it. It happened so suddenly that she went limp almost at once beneath Undyne – so fast that it actually terrified her.
The irony would not be lost on either of them.
The next thing Alphys remembered was the feeling of someone shaking her, then a voice to go along with it: "Alphy? Alphy?! Hey… hey!" Undyne's voice caught, and when she protested again, her terror was in each word. "This… this isn't funny!" She was panicking, her shakes getting more and more frantic. "Wake up, or I'm… I'm gonna…!"
Slowly, as soon as feeling came back, Alphys raised her hand and pressed her palm against Undyne's chest, over her racing heart, so lightly Undyne didn't feel it at first. "Wake up, right now! Alphy…?! Please…?!"
Alphys nodded, eyes still closed. "Mm," she answered, though she had tried to say, "I'm fine." She felt like a puddle in a dress, as if all of her bones had melted, but in the best possible ways. It left her feeling rather silly.
Undyne grabbed Alphys into her arms, holding her as close as she could. Alphys could feel her shaking, her hands clutching onto Alphys's back hard, her face buried in her shoulder. Alphys sighed deeply, the feeling very wonderful and comforting, the feel of Undyne against her always a lovely balm. She kept her hand over Undyne's heart, rubbing gently, hoping to share that comfort.
"Never do that again!" Undyne cried into her shoulder. "It was like you stopped breathing! Never stop breathing, got it?! I'm never doing that again!"
"Er… U-Undyne…" Alphys managed to finally get out. "Pl-Please do that again. N-not now! B-but, later. A-again."
"You scared me, Alphy!" Undyne protested.
"That's impossible… I'm not a bee…"
Undyne went rigid against her. Alphys kept her eyes closed, smiling, and Undyne bit her shoulder sharply. "You're lucky you're so cute, wife," she growled. "Otherwise I'd kick your ass!"
"Bah," Alphys giggled. "I'm not cute."
"I think I know what cute is."
"So do I. You're being so tsundere right now."
Undyne again growled, which brought another laugh from Alphys. Until, "Then you're the megane!"
She had Alphys there. "I'm fine with that. They're not cute."
Undyne made an impatient noise and sat up, her hands grabbing Alphys's face. She opened her eyes finally, though her vision was blurry. She could still Undyne well enough, especially if she judged by how warm she felt just looking at her. "Ah…" she said, her hand slipping up to touch Undyne's damp cheek. "Better than cute. Beautiful."
Undyne's face softened instantly. Though obviously rather striking and admired, she was not often called beautiful – or even pretty – unless one was describing her fighting – or being crass. With Alphys, she knew that there was nothing but sincerity, and thus she responded to it in kind. "Alphy…" she sighed, closing her eye when Alphys's touch became feather-light, tickling a little. When she nodded, Undyne said. "You are adorable. Fucking deal."
Alphys burst into laughter, so hard she accidentally snorted trying to catch her breath. At this, Undyne started laughing, resting her head on Alphys's chest when she lost her balance, which only brought more laughs and snorts from Alphys.
It was a rather perfect distraction for Alphys. She had the straps of Undyne's dress untied before she even managed to calm her own laughs. Undyne blinked in surprise, then grinned. "Whatcha doing, Alphy?"
Alphys merely tugged the dress lower, her fingers following suit, and now Undyne was the one closing her eye and sighing. This time, it was definitely her turn.
That was how most of the night went on, especially when Alphys chose a sappy shoujo that had them both weeping and they paused it to comfort each other. Twice. Which in turn brought out the frozen yogurt and robes and several location changes.
Neither would have wanted it otherwise.
