AN: Chapter two is here! And thus begins PLOT :D Kinda.
Alphys awoke abruptly for the third morning in a row to the obnoxiously loud moans and banging sounds of a furiously masturbating robot. The first night, she had sat and listened pensively as the noise drew on for several hours. The second night, she closed her eyes and remembered the feeling of Mettaton's silky hands on her skin, allowing his cries of pleasure to bring her to a place of masturbatory ecstasy as well. By the third night of barely sleeping, however, Alphys was simply annoyed. She began to wonder if she should have gone a little easier on the pleasure sensors. Robots don't need sleep, but lizards certainly do.
Finally at her wits end, she threw on a robe and stormed over to Mettaton's bedchamber, pounding ferociously on the door. "Caaaaaa-ming!", she heard him call from the other side. After a few moments of silence, Mettaton threw the door open, pantsless, with his charge cable still hanging from his side.
"Mettaton," she grouched, "Can you please shut up? I'm trying to sleep."
"You're the one who designed me like this, darling," Mettaton quipped, examining his fingertips as if he had nails, "You're hardly the person with any right to complain. How are you going to give a poor robot like me an outlet for unlimited pleasure and then expect me not to take advantage of it?"
Alphys huffed, frustrated. "I didn't build this body for you to mess around with yourself twenty-four hours a day."
"I know. You built me to mess around with you. And I did, remember? But now you're sleeping and I get bored when I charge. At least with this body, I have something to do."
Alphys opened her mouth to protest but couldn't find a lot to say in her defense. "I… I'm not sleeping. I can't sleep with you making so much noise all the time."
"We haven't played with each other in three days, gorgeous," Mettaton hummed in a sing-songy voice, blinking at her with heavy expectation glittering in his purple eyes.
"It's 9am, Mettaton. Do me a favor and pretend to sleep while you're charging".
Mettaton pouted. "Ah, come now. You're up…? I'm up…?"
"You're always up," Alphys grumbled as Mettaton took a step forward.
"You're hardly wearing anything…?" he took one of the ties from Alphys' robe and began tugging on it ever so slightly. The gesture was like a lever being pulled, sending a jet of redness to color Alphys' face.
"Fine," she muttered softly, "But after this, quiet."
Mettaton nodded obediently and followed her into her master bedroom. As soon as the door was shut, Alphys felt Mettaton's arms around her waist and before she could protest, he had tossed her unceremoniously onto the bed. Her loosened robe ties came apart completely and the robe fell open, exposing her naked body. Mettaton took a moment to gaze at her and lick his lips, sending a shiver of anticipation up Alphys's spine, before clambering on top of her.
Their first kiss was not the orgasmic moment that Alphys had originally imagined. His plastic lips and tongue were devoid of moisture while Alphys' utter lack of experience made hers slobbery and uncoordinated. Both seemed to decide quickly and independently that kissing was not their forte, as Mettaton's mouth soon forayed over to the side of her face and down to her neck, soft caresses interchanging with sharp nibbles. Alphys slid a hand up into Mettaton's silky black hair and fisted it, her toes curling with delight as he began to bite down harder in response. His erection brushed up against Alphys' bare leg and she shuddered in delight. She had built Mettaton's penis with utmost care, even giving the many synthetic pieces she designed tests runs on herself before choosing the best fit and texture. Alphys' mind suddenly began to wander: Am I losing my virginity? Technically speaking, Mettaton's body was just a sex toy like the rest of the ones in her nightstand drawer. But Mettaton himself had a soul, the soul of a ghost with his own ebullient personality and fabulous dreams of stardom. She became so lost in thought that she barely noticed Mettaton had entered her already and was now thrusting ravenously.
She was jarred back to reality by the loud intro music for "Mew Mew: Kissy Cutie". Phone, she thought wildly, scrambling up and heaving Mettaton off of her. Ignoring his protestations, she clamored for her cell phone on the nightstand and opened it.
"H-hello, yes, hi! Hello, U-Undyne" she gasped into the receiver.
"How'd you know it was me?" the voice said on the other end. Alphys internally cursed herself.
"A-ah, just took a guess!" she laughed nervously. It's not like she had scoured Asgore's Royal Guard records for Undyne's personal phone number and set the custom ringtone to be her favorite girls love anime's intro song or anything ridiculous like that.
Kneeled next to her on the bed, Mettaton was whining softly like a puppy denied a treat and tugging on her pinkie finger. Alphys ignored him.
"Good guess! Well, basically I heard from some guys on the Guard that you've built Mettaton an anime body."
"I-It's not an anime body," Alphys stammered. She couldn't believe that Undyne was even giving her the time of day. They had only talked two or three times in passing and on one of those occasions Alphys suffered a very unfortunately-timed nosebleed and had to escape mid-conversation.
"That's what Mettaton's been saying it is."
Alphys turned to Mettaton and glared. "Well, it's not," said Alphys. Mettaton grinned sheepishly.
"Kay. I was just wondering, can I come over sometime-"
Mettaton snatched the phone away from Alphys and put it to his ear. "Hellooo, darling! Why yes!"
Alphys fought to regain control of the phone but her stubby, flailing arms were no match for Mettaton. "You want to come over and see my body for yourself? Splendid, absolutely brilliant! I'm sure Alphys especially will be delighted to have you."
Alphys began to struggle harder for the phone. "Let me assure you, darling, you're bound to be absolutely entranced!" Mettaton continued, effortlessly deflecting Alphys' hands, "Yes, yes, like an actual real life superstar. All of my wildest dreams come true. Marvelous, isn't it? Well then, I'll see you this afternoon! What kind of refreshments… splendid, I'll let Alphys know to prepare some sea tea in advance. Alright then. Yes, alright. Toodles!"
"Mettaton!" Alphys snarled, finally snatching her phone back and clutching it possessively to her chest.
"What?" Mettaton said innocently, "I thought you've always wanted to have Undyne over for a date."
"A date has two people. Three? Is a crowd. But see, I don't even have the option of kicking you out because she's coming over specifically to see YOU".
"Sounds rough," said Mettaton idly. "But you don't have to worry about that now, darling. I told her to come at 3pm, which gives us plenty of time…"
His long, slender fingers began to walk up Alphys' thigh. Alphys let out a soft sigh of defeat before pushing the robot onto his back and slithering on top of him, enjoying the feeling of his cold metal chestplate pressing into her scaly skin.
To be continued...