Strider Notes: This chapter takes place on the same day that the other one does. But this- this is our Sansby chapter. ;) It is also NSFW- so anyone under 18 needs to scoot.
Silverwing Notes: And if you fuckers thought the last chapter was good…
ENJOY THIS SACK OF HOT SHIT.
Unlike Tokiko, Grillby was limited in what he could do. He could not make chocolates traditionally- there were things he could and could not do, and cooling his body enough to handle chocolate was not one of them. Chocolate melted too easily for him to handle- so sadly, Cae was not gifted with chocolates when he came to the bar that evening to help the bartender close down.
What the skeleton was going to be gifted with, however, was a bouquet of roses with the promise that Grillby would love the skeleton until the last rose died. It was an idea he got off of the human internet- and inside of the bouquet, there was a single silk rose hidden among the others for Cae to find later.
The doors to the bar closed early, when the dark came, and Grillby had taken time to wipe down the bar and prepare it for the next day's work. Cae made good company, even if he did deplete the fire elementals supply of Ketchup rather quickly, though as per the norm, the skeleton was the one to lead the conversations. Though Sans had gotten pulled away midway through the day, to run some various errands for some of the townsfolk who didn't have anything major planned for the holiday.
Grillby had plans though. Oh yes he had plans- and they involved his skeleton intended, and long, long hours spent up in his haven.
He also wanted to talk to him. With Aliquam settling down with Toki- even if they hadn't formally mated or wed- Grillby had been getting thoughts of his own. He did not think he would ever marry again- but then and again, he hadn't thought he would ever love again.
His first mate had been his world- and then given him Fuku. They'd nearly had a second child, before his first mate had gotten killed by one of the fallen humans. His daughter had been nearly grown when they were lost. Grillby had waited until she was old enough not to need their constant attention to tell her about wanting to give her siblings- but even then, it had taken several months to spark the soulling- and they had lost many of them. His mate had never been in the best of health- but his mate had not been a boss monster like Grillby was. She had been so fragile compared to him- and Fuku was the spitting image of her.
When they reached the point where the little emberling wouldn't extinguish, everyone had been so overjoyed. Their family had been about to grow- but it hadn't meant to be.
It had been a young boy, he remembered, who had come in with guns blazing. He had been a little older than frisk, he thought. Perhaps closer to Felix's age, give or take a year or two. His first mate had lost her life- and the life of their unborn child, and he and Fuku had mourned her loss.
Even his soul still longed for her- but it was not meant to be. Sans had come along and reminded him that it was okay to love again, that love was not something that needed to be feared or something that he wasn't allowed to have. The skeleton had wormed his way in with his wisecracking jokes, his sass, and the general pestering that he tended to do when trying to get someone to loosen up.
Though Sans would never know, he had saved Grillby in more ways than one. He gave him cause to hope again- cause to love. He saved him from falling- for he had been slowly deteriorating as grief for his lost love consumed his body and soul. Monsters who lost true mates did not usually die- but most wished they would. With only Fuku to fall back on, Grillby had been wasting away, because it was not the duty of the parent to put that sort of emotional weight onto their child. No- he had made sure that she wasn't fading, that she was growing and happy and as healthy as could be.
It had worn him down.
The wise cracking skeleton had been a ray of light for him- and damn if he hadn't fallen hard for him because of it. He had fallen hard for the skeleton that had only one HP and enough cracks in his soul that it should have shattered long ago- and that had terrified him.
If he hadn't been such a coward about it… there was the chance he could have been with him years ago. But Grillby had been afraid of losing him. Of losing another he had come to love. Losing one that you come to love with your entire being was worse than anything the war had ever done to him- and Grillby still had his triggers about that too.
But Sans had hope now- and Grillby had the joy of watching his soul heal, and his HP tick upwards by each precious, sacred point.
Grillby… Grillby was finally in a place where he wanted a family again.
He wanted to roll out of bed in the morning and listen to the pitter-patter of little feet racing for breakfast. He wanted to heft a child onto his hip, to hold them close and watch them grow.
Grillby idly swept, rolling his plans for the evening over in his mind, and crackled a soft tune as his heels bounced lightly over the floor. He was dancing just slightly as he swept, a good mood keeping his flames as high as his spirits.
Having needed some help done around the town had ended up with Cae being late as he arrived at the bar. "Hey Grillbz, sorry I'm late!" he called casually, "I had to help out here and there in the town."
Though he had shown up late, Caeruleus was casually relaxing at the bar, ketchup bottle in hand. He was amused as he watched Grillby do his little dance while he worked. "Looks like you're ready to lay out a salsa dance, Grillbz." he laughed.
"If you're going to make a pun about salsa being my perfect dance, I will take back your ketchup rights." The bartender rumbled in a gentle teasing tone. He knew Cae's brand of humor- and likening the spicy flavor of salsa to the bartender's flames was not something that he was above doing. He hummed, and leaned down to scoop up the dustpan. Debris from the day's work were swept into the pan, and carried to the trashcan near the bar.
He chuckled lowly, knowing that he would get called out for a pun like that, "I have no idea what you're talking about~"
"That's a hunk of slag and you know it." The bartender gave him a fondly amused look, and resumed cleaning. He paused though, and had to stop for a second and make an attempt to clean the layer of dust off of his glasses. His eyes squinted as he scrubbed the lenses on a soft cloth, rumbling faintly to himself. It would be easier if he could use the cleaning spray that had come with his new glasses- but the spray burned his body something bad when it touched his skin. "I am glad Fuku does not have to deal with these things," he mutters.
"At least it's not a chemical burn. I heard humans can get those and they hurt like hell, but here, let me take care of that." Cae fetched the spray cleaner that the bartender never used, and took the glasses from the larger monster.
Grillby handed over his glasses without complaint, and scrubbed a hand over his face. His eyes squinted, looking at the blurry outline of the skeleton handling the cleaning for him, and shifted to carefully move a few of his tables. "I can handle small amounts of liquids or light rain. Whatever it is in that solution burns something nasty. Hence, why I am glad Fuku did not inherit my vision problem."
He nodded gently in agreement, cleaning the bartender's glasses before he smiled and handed them back. "Here."
Grillby took them with a thankful nod, and secured them to his face once more. As his vision cleared, the fire elemental leaned down and pressed a smooth kiss to Caeruleus' skull. "Thank you, Sans." He murmurs. Straightening, the elemental rolls up the sleeves of his shirt, exposing rippling muscles littered with a few scars here and there, and then heads behind the bar to put the alcohol bottles into their proper places. "Speaking of Fuku- she is doing very well managing the bar below ground." He mutters softly. "She's heard that we are officially together. She… 'ships' us? I do not know what that is, though 'ships' are something the humans of the Internet frequently seem to freak out over."
He whistled quietly at the sight of the elementals muscle, then he smiled and followed him to the bar, returning to his seat. "Ship, huh? That's weird... we're inland though..."
"And we are not boats." The larger monster had plenty of muscle to ogle- and with the blinds drawn on the front of the bar, the skeleton monster had a fair chance of possibly sweet talking him out of his top. "I believe it is a term she has coined from Doctor Alphys during one of their 'anime' nights at the bar."
"... Aaaaaah... yeah that'd explain it" he chuckled, looking up at him, "Mmm, So, Grillbz..." he started, "I'm wondering if we wanna do anything special for today, I heard it's supposed to be a romantic holiday or somethin'."
Grillby nods, his back to the skeleton. "I had something in mind," His voice rumbles pleasantly out to Sans. "Something in mind I think you'll like… But I do need to finish here first." His voice slips towards being apologetic. "I hope you do not mind being patient for me. I promise, it will be worth it."
Cae watched him for a moment, and then he smirked and leaned his head on his hand, his elbow on the bar. He then twitched his other hand, using his magic to tease the bartender, rubbing a ghostly touch over his chest before moving to undo his vest
Grillby was unsure for a short time just what the skeleton was playing at- but as soon as the first buttons on his vest began undoing themselves he began to get the picture. He flicks his gaze over to the smaller monster and rumbles deeply at him, amusement tickling over his voice. "Careful about which monsters you tease, Caeruleus. Some of us do not play fair."
Still, he shed his vest, leaving the black spider-silk garment on the top of the bar as he turned to put dishes away into the cabinet. It left him in the white button up shirt he wore below his vest. It was tucked into the waistline of his slacks, folds of his shirt highlighting the muscles of his upper back.
"You think I care~?" he purred, his gaze half-lidded with interest as his magic continued to touch and feel.
"I think you will care." The rumble in his voice wasn't a threat- no, it was a promise of things to come.
Grillby wasn't bothered in the slightest as the buttons came undone one at a time. His shirt was pulled free of his pants once all of the buttons were unbuttoned, and he found it sliding down his shoulders. He rolled his eyes with amused exasperation at Sans impatience, and willingly slid his arms out of his shirt.
His back came into view, rippling with muscle and a few thick, roping scars. Smaller scars, obviously burns from water, darkened the bright orange and red that made up most of his blazing skin. Grillby hummed, shifting his stance, and stretched an arm up to place a bottle of liquor on a high shelf.
Two could play at that game- and the muscles rippling under his flaming skin were on display as he made sure to stretch and flex when he could. He was almost giddy- he hadn't put himself on display like this in a long, long time.
He chuckled lowly and gave a soft whistle, appreciating the view he was getting. "Hot damn, Grillby~" he chuckled. "I'd love to get me a taste of that hot tamale."
The old general hadn't lost his warrior's body, even after all of the centuries that had come to pass. Grillby turned, carefully cleaning some of the glasses, and gave Caeruleus a lopsided grin. To distract the skeleton from going for the button on his slacks, the fire elemental chuckled softly. "You'll get a taste of this hot tamale soon enough," he rumbles, "but do you think you can handle the burn?"
He's interrupted from his flirting as his senses pick up a flare of magic from near the river. He pauses, tilts his head, and then chuckles softly. It would appear that the Guardian Angel had already started her plans with the father of her child.
"Holy fuck that's hot." he snorted, though he felt the flare as well. He turned, casting a glance in the general direction of the river, and then he chuckled. "You know, I always wondered why your bar was so close to the river."
"Maybe I like to live dangerously?" He suggested cheekily. "Mostly, I enjoy the view from the top floor. Water is as lovely as it is deadly, and so long as I do not try to enjoy it up close, I am fine."
The fire monster focuses his magic, and from around his ankles slides a rope of fire. Prehensile and made entirely from his magic, it begins the process of snaking up the bar stool, aiming to bind the skeleton while he was distracted by the flares of magic from his sibling and Toki.
"You'd think they were trying for a soulling with how often those two enjoy themselves." The fire monster snorts slightly, and straightens the top of his bar.
"So true. If they didn't already have two, I wouldn't have been able to tell the difference." he laughed.
The bartender laughed too, and his eyes brightened as the rope of fire tightened, binding Cae's feet together suddenly, before snaking up his legs and up the legs of his shorts. Without hinting at anything going on, Grillby hums slightly. "Indeed… Say, Caeruleus… Despite only formally asking you this last Christmas, I would say we've had a steady relationship for a long while. What do you think about maybe… having children of our own?"
Sans let out a startled noise as the rope tightened. He felt the rope now and he looked downward at his legs. Grillby's question went unheard for a moment. "What the hell!?"
"Something the matter, Caeruleus? You didn't answer my question." Grillby leaned closer to him across the bar, flames flickering slightly. It was obvious to see the rope was made out of the same colored flames that made up Grillby's form. The bartender crossed his arms, making the muscles of his pectorals ripple. "Cat got your tongue?"
Caeruleus looked up at him, blushing a bright blue. "This is your handy work, Grillbz. Kinky." he huffed, before he shivered at the sight and feel of the ropes sliding up and around his pelvis. "Holy shit... Ah... W-What was your question again?"
One did not poke the bear without consequences. Grillby cocked his hip against the bar, and arched a flaming brow at the skeleton. A smirk visibly split his mouth, and sharp looking fangs of flame glimmered at him. "I don't know what you're talking about," he hums softly. "As for my question, what do you think about having children with me? We've essentially been together unofficially for years." Grillby was too old to wed again- but he was not too old to love or be a father again. Or a… mother, he supposed. He had never carried when he and his first mate had tried. Out of all of the times that they had tried, he had never been the one to take on the emberling.
He was shivering lightly as he looked up at him. But the question makes him stop and think for a moment, fiddling with his ketchup bottle. "K-Kids... With me?" he asked, "I mean... shit... are you serious?"
"Very." Grillby tilted his head slightly, and paced around the other side of the bar. As the rope slid higher around Cae, it stole his hands away from his ketchup, and bound them lightly behind his back. The bartender hooked his finger in the zipper of the skeleton's jacket and began to undo it.
After all- all of the ropes were under his clothes. He could freely remove what he wished, when he wished, without having to fiddle with irksome clothing. "I do not say what I do not mean."
"Hhn!" he gasped sharply and looked up at Grillby, sockets wide and eye lights small. "Wha.. B-But why me, I mean... Do I really look like I could be a mother?"
"You know as well as I that you could end up being the father." Grillby murmurs softly. "It would likely be better for your HP if you were the father… But yes." He coyly motions to the pudgy skeleton's middle, trying to lighten the mood with a light joke about the skeleton's round middle under his shirt. His jacket is removed, and discarded neatly next to Grillby's own shed clothes. "I have come to care for you over the years- you have brought me feelings again that I haven't felt since I lost my first mate. I find myself happier when I am with you- and I would be happy to make a child with you. I miss being a father, to be honest. And there is no other soul I'd rather make a life with."
He puffed and gave a hesitant laugh, before he smiled up at him. "Shit... I ah... I don't know what to say, Grillbz..."
"A yes or a no would suffice." The flame monster arched a brow at him, and looped his fingers through the skeleton's shirt. Grillby didn't remove it- no, he used it to haul Caeruleus up, and over his shoulder rather swiftly. Keeping one arm across his legs, the fire monster patted his intended's backside and headed for the stairs.
He gasped as he was lifted up and he blushed furiously, "G-Grillby... Fuck..." he murmured, before he smiled, "H-Heh... Y-Yes."
The fire monster paused at the stairs, hand on the railing, and shifted the skeleton draped across his bare hide. "… Truly? You say yes?"
"Come on man do you really need me to repeat it? I said yes damn it!" he huffed, squirming. At least he had a good view of the elementals ass from here. "I... Jeez... I can't believe you asked me... I mean... Well shit we've been great friends for a long time now... if not so much more... I just...!" he was a flustered mess.
Grillby laughed heartily, mouth falling open as his voice rumbled up and down the stairwell. "We've been more than friends for a long time, Caeruleus. It was my own nerves that kept me from asking you formally a long, long time ago." He resumes going up the stairs, taking them two at a time as he heads up to his home.
The door is opened, and he makes a beeline for his bedroom. Cae's flowers were on his bed- and he took a moment to carefully move them to the side table before he dropped the skeleton chest down on the massive plush surface. "Take a deep breath and relax, Caeruleus. Though… Don't relax too much. You have prodded me a fair bit- I am justified in my actions tonight."
The elemental leaned closer and pressed his hips against the back of Cae's shorts. The heat against his pelvis would let the skeleton know just what he had gotten himself into- if the flaming fangs nipping at his spine through his shirt didn't do it first. "So… Tonight? Or do you need time to… process impending parenthood?"
He shivered as he was laid down, then looked back at Grillby, before he jolted and let out soft moans in reaction to the heat that now spread over his back, "nnh... hah…"
Grillby hooked a finger in one of the ropes that looped around the skeleton's neck, and tugged it back. It parted, like a leash, and yanked him upwards. "I expect an answer when I ask you something." The bartender rumbled softly, rolling his hips teasingly through the other's shorts. "Or are you going to be naughty as well as teasing today?"
He gasped as he was pulled back and he looked at him as best he could. "H-Hah... Grillby... Holy shit..." he moaned quietly, "Nnh... Do you want me to behave? Or are you egging me on to give you shit?" he cackled.
"Mmm… I just want my answers, so I know how this evening will go." The more magic they exchanged, the easier it would be for a new life to spark. Fire elementals were hard to breed with- but their young were hardy and tough inside of their carrier once the flames of their souls were stable. If they started now, there was the chance that it could spark off in several months time. Grillby gently pinched the skeleton's coccyx through his shorts, and rumbled softly. "How you act is entirely on you- but then and again, you enjoy it when I get rougher with you, don't you?"
He jumped sharply, and then he shivered and grinned up at him unrepentantly. "Hehehe~"
"Answer me," the big monster rumbled his demand sharply. But instead of scolding him- he eased up, keeping him restrained but not touching him, taking reverse measures to get what he desires.
He shivered and groaned loudly as he squirmed lightly, "Nnhhh, I-I'll be good" he whined.
Grillby clucked his tongue lightly against the back of his teeth and adjusted the ropes that bound him. "That is not the answer that I seek," he rumbles. His hand tightens on the leash, and he uses it to lean the skeleton upright once more. "And avoiding it is definitely being naughty… Do you know what happens to skeletons who misbehave?"
"Wh-What happens" he asked hesitantly.
Grillby shifted and removed Cae's shirt in one swift motion. It might have slightly torn- but he could repair the hem for him in the morning. "Disobedient skeletons have to work for what they want."
In one swift motion, Grillby has Cae kneeling on the floor- which has a padded rug to cushion the bare knee caps of the topless skeleton- and nestled between the thick thighs of the fire monster. Grillby keeps a hold on the leash, and toys with his zipper pointedly. "But disobedient skeletons get handicaps. Yours? No hands. Not until I say so."
"Hahh... h-holy shit." he murmured, smiling up at him, "This is hot, Grillby..." he giggled weakly.
The barman tilted his head and gave him a smoldering smirk. "I know. I can smell what I'm doing to you." His desire was palpable- particularly since Grillby's sense of smell was tied to his entire body, as his flames consumed air to give him those sensations. He was no dog or wolf monster, but he had a decent enough sense of smell, particularly when it was one he was intimately familiar with.
Slowly, Grillby unbuttoned his slacks. The zipper came next, proving that the barman did not believe in boxers or briefs- mostly because unless it was in use, he did not need them. His cock summoned, glowing red and long, with small curls of flames branching out from the base and leading up towards his belly button.
He arched a brow, and leaned back patiently on his elbows. "You know what to do." He would have to suck until Grillby either came, or Cae actually answered his question.
Cae was asking himself right now why the hell Grillby was affecting him like this. He couldn't even think of anything good to try and snark back with. "I... ah... I wouldn't mind kids... you know... I mean... tonight seems okay enough." he murmured into the shaft of Grillby's cock.
Grillby shifted, and loosened the leash a little bit. He parted his thighs a bit more so the broad shoulders of the skeleton could fit more comfortably, and then offered him a flash of a soft grin. "Then that's how we'll end out the night," he purrs gently to him. Though the gentleness fades, covered by the prior mask, and he drags a flaming finger down his cheek as the skeleton's face nuzzles close to his cock. A lot of this was a mask- a mask that seemed to excite the skeleton under him, so he kept it up. "But for now… your impatience earlier in the bar has reaped this- if you had just been patient, had waited until I was done…" Grillby rumbled at him, mouth opening to flick a flaming tongue out across his lips. "We might be in an entirely different situation."
"Explain~?" he cooed softly, before he opened his mouth, his sharp teeth gleaming before he closed his mouth around the head of the cock,
The muscles of Grillby's legs tensed faintly as those sharp teeth closed around him. It both excited and made him wary- he'd been on the accidental end of love bites before, though from different monsters, and getting a bite to that particular spot was not something he wanted to experience. Still, his cock was warm, and Cae's mouth seemed cool in comparison. It sent ripples of flame up his skin, the equivalent of gooseflesh for a human. "Mmnn…" It pleased him, and Grillby glowed brighter. The inside of Cae's skull lit up, and that made a curl of desire bubble deeper into his belly.
"Well," The elemental muttered, stroking his fingers over the top of Caeruleus skull, "The way I see it, you would have been sprawled under me as I worshipped every inch of you I could. You could have been face down in the mattress, being pounded until your eyes roll-" Though he's certain that one is going to happen at least once tonight, "Or even tangled together in the midst of making love. But no- you must earn that tonight."
Earn it he says... His lowered gaze lifts, and gleams as his grin appears around the elementals cock. His eye sockets were glowing with a gentle lighting, before he suddenly leaned forward, taking in almost the entire cock into his mouth, softened by magic and moistened by 'saliva' as he began to suck Grillby off. His eye sockets were now glowing much brighter now.
Grillby had not been expecting the skeleton to take him almost to the hilt. Grillby was a large monster, his cock befitting his size. So the skeleton's skull lit up like a jack-o-lantern, and Grillby couldn't hide the groan that pulled from his throat. "Stars," he hissed softly, palm cupping the skeleton's skull. "Good," he praised, pleased.
He chuckled quietly and he pushed himself forward again, taking him to the base, before pulling back again. "Mmhh~", it definitely gave his jaw a bit of a stretch, but he didn't care, watching Grillby's face with a smug look.
Grillby did not do oral often- he was more often the one to toss Cae down and ravish him, rather than have the skeleton attempt to 'blow his candle' as it were. It felt good- alien and foreign, and cold in a way that felt splendid. Grillby's face was slack, eyes bright behind his glasses. He watched Sans, withdrawing his hand from his skull so the skeleton could move as he pleased. Instead it came up, and he bit lightly at his knuckle, trying to keep his breathing steady.
Noting Grillby's reaction, Caeruleus moaned happily and look up at the elemental, grinning through his gaze as he also sought Grillby's approval to the treatment. "Mmmh~"
"Yesss," he purred. His hips rocked faintly where he sat, rolling them slowly as Caeruleus bobbed on his cock. Grillby groaned, biting further onto his knuckle. "Mmm, good work, Sans. G-good work." He rumbled pleasantly.
Perfect~ he was going in the right direction. He chuckled and hummed softly as he kept sucking and bobbing his head, mock swallowing around him. "Mmm."
Caeruleus did not have a throat like other monsters might, but that was probably the only reason that he was able to actually hilt the big fire beast. Grillby hissed softly, and the hand in his mouth moved down to clutch Cae's skull. His hips rocked slightly, thrusting upwards just faintly into his mouth. The fire elementals mouth fell open, flaming tongue lolling gingerly over his teeth as smoke curled faintly out of his mouth with every growing pant.
"Mmmhhh~" he relaxed himself to take the thrusts, his tongue happily rubbing against the cock as it moved against his tongue.
Grillby had better stamina for things outside of oral- and it showed. He shuddered and shook, breathing coming out more and more ragged as Sans bobbed and bounced. Grillby shivered, waves of fire crackling over him in a small flood of elemental gooseflesh. "I am, ah, nnn, c-close," he manages to warn the small skeleton.
Close... good... he relaxed his magic then leaned forward, completely hilting the cock in his throat. "Mmmng~"
The humming helped, and the fire of Grillby's head blazed upwards for a moment as he came. Grillby grunted deeply, his cock pulsing- and then liquid fire magic rushed out into Caeruleus mouth. It was on the slightly too hot side, like coffee that was just a little too hot to be drinking regularly.
He shuddered, hand stroking the skull that had brought him to his edge. "G-good," He manages, smoke curling out of his mouth as he panted. "Very good."
His eyes widened slightly, and then squeezed closed. He groaned as he gulped down the hot load, before he slowly pulled back, his mouth hanging open as he panted. "Hahh... hahh..."
Grillby loosened the ties binding his arms, so Caeruleus could have some bit of freedom. The flaming ropes remained, and began to pulse with his magic, teasing over the bones that they were so tangled with. "I, hah, think you've earned a reward," he purrs softly. Just as soon as he could go again- which would be shortly, for sure- he would be ravishing Sans.
His arms sagged a little, and he moaned as the ropes started to move and tease. "A-aahhh~"
Grillby did not rest long. As he shifted, he used the rope to move the skeleton onto the bed. He shifted, and scooted his pants further down. Sans had swallowed his load- but these were his nice slacks, and he had no intention of staining them blue.
Once his pants were down- nestled somewhere on the floor, leaving him bare, Grillby clamored back up onto the bed with Caeruleus. He brushed his fingers up the skeleton's legs, and the ropes gathered and he guided them around and up, so his hands were secured above the headboard. "Mmm, your turn now," he purred. "Though these seem to be in the way- oh? What's this? Excited, are we?"
Caeruleus took a soft breath as looked up at him, "Ahh... hahh... hehehehe~ Well... shit no hiding it is there?" he asked quietly.
"No hiding indeed," the fire elemental purred. He cupped him through his shorts, rubbing just slightly to tease him. "Looks like I wasn't the only one who got something out of that, hm?" He left Cae's legs free, keeping the ropes bound to his bones to keep him stimulated from all over. Grillby was nothing if efficient- and with the rope weaved between his bones, it was sure to drive Sans bonkers. "So tell me," he purrs, "would you like me to remove your shorts? To have my wicked way with you, my Caeruleus?"
His tongue was hanging out of his mouth as he arched his back, arms straining at his binds. "Oooh fuck.,." he groaned loudly, "P-Please... Y-yes..." his voice came out slightly whining, but he honestly did not care.
Grillby grinned, and leaned down. While he slowly teased his shorts down with his fingers, Grillby ran his mouth up and down the Sans' spine, kissing and nibbling as he goes. It doesn't take him very long to ease the skeleton's shorts down, and he shifts to run the warmth of his tongue over his ribs briefly. He had to tease him a bit more, after all, before he got to the main event. He leaned back, scooting up and easing the skeleton's legs over his hips, eyes flicking down to see which equipment Cae had summoned for the evening.
"Aahhh, haaaah…" Surprisingly enough, he summoned an ecto-cock, despite how submissive it looked like Grillby had him.
Grillby wasn't really surprised- Caeruleus was a bit odd in his desires sometimes, so the fire elemental had learned to roll with whatever the skeleton wanted for the night. The big monster hummed, and grasped his cock in his hand. Cae was decently sized, but Grillby had very large hands. He had little trouble slipping his palm around him and giving him a firm stroke upwards. His mouth returned to working over his ribs, silent save for soft rumbles that he filtered into the other's bones.
"Aahhh!" he leaned his head back, his teeth now closed again, tongue hidden. "F-fuck~ your hand is nice 'n hooooot!"
Grillby grins, and scrapes his teeth gently over the skeleton's ribs, before dipping down to do the same to the sensitive side of his spine. He doesn't respond verbally- instead his tongue comes out, and he lifts the skeleton enough for him to slick his tongue around the girth of his spine.
His hand continues working over the thick blue cock gently, while Grillby's hips gently rock into the mattress below him.
"Aaahhhh…" his hips rocked into his hand as he looked down at him, eyes glowing brightly. "Ooooh fuck… Grillby~"
"That would be my name, don't wear it out." he purred. The elemental kept stroking his cock, rolling his palm around it slowly. Eventually he shifted, and moved so Cae's legs hooked over his shoulders again. "If I had ears, I'd love to use your femurs as earmuffs. Oh look- I already am." The big monster grinned. His mouth came down, and he had little problems enveloping his cock in his mouth.
Sans always ran at a far colder temperature than he did, and it stung his mouth slightly. But Grillby persevered, and began to warm him with soft strokes of his tongue, and feather light touches of his lips over his shaft.
"GRILLBY!" His shout was loud as the other's mouth was suddenly around his cock. Unable to hold himself back, he roughly bucked upward.
His buck caught Grillby off guard, and the big monster coughed slightly as he effectively shoved the majority of the front of his pelvis straight into his mouth. If he had a throat like other monsters, it probably would have gagged him. Grillby pulled back, fingering part of his jaw that was probably going to bruise from the sudden bones to the face, and eyed his partner with mild amusement. "Little tightly wound up, aren't we?"
He wasn't going to be upset about it- accidents happened. He would just need to keep a firmer grip on the skeleton's pelvis. He didn't return immediately to his cock- no, he left it sitting there, covered in his glowing red saliva and straining for attention as he instead kissed and nipped along the femurs on his shoulders.
"Hahh... hah... Nngh! G-Grillby don't stop!" he whined, squirming faintly. "Please!"
Grillby simply arched a brow at him and nibbled a little more firmly on his femur. "Begging, are we? Show some patience, Sans. Your impatience got you into this mess in the first place, no?" He shifts and runs his fingers over the space where Sans could summon his other parts. He teases the insides of the bones, deliberately ignoring the cock that was tempting him in front of his face. "Be patient," he purred. "The best rewards are the ones you wait for."
He whimpered as he looked down at him, his normally round pupils shaped almost like hearts, "Grillby, I'm sorry, okay?! Just... please... My dick's getting cold...!"
"Oh, is it?" The old general adored when he could drive Caeruleus this far. Teasingly, he exhaled warm air over his dick, and then ran his tongue from the base to the tip. "Well, we can't be having that now can we?" His digits curled upwards, securing his pelvis in place so they didn't have another thrusting repeat- and then his mouth slowly closed over his cock, savoring the cold burn that stung over his cheeks and tongue as he hilted him again.
Grillby curled his fingers, stroking inside of his pelvis teasingly.
"Oooh fuuuuck," he gasped out, his eyes becoming half-lidded as he leaned his head to one side, "Oh god~"
His magic was coiling around Grillby's hand. If it got out of the way he'd end up summoning his other anatomy as well.
Grillby could feel the magic gathering around his hand, and withdrew his fingers obediently. He mouthed up and down his cock, lips brushing and massaging gently as he gave a soft and firm suck. He couldn't speak with his mouth full- but he got to enjoy as Cae's skull lolled to the side. He rumbled softly, letting it vibrate up through the length being worked by his mouth.
"AAhhh!" Within seconds of his hand withdrawing, there was a bright glow as he had summoned an ecto-pussy, "Hahh... hahh..."
The ecto pussy made him smile, and he teased two fingers gently along the outer lips. His mouth continued it's bobbing, keeping him distracted as he began to tease him there too. Two fingers curled, and eased into his depths while his thumb found the nub of ecto-flesh at the top and began to massage that too.
Skeletons were fun- they could make whatever they wanted, when they wanted. He let out a pleased hum, watching the bound upper half of his chosen intended to see how he reacted to the double stimulus.
He jolted and let out a choked sound of pleasure, his fists clenching and relaxing repeatedly as his teeth parted one more to get more air. His face was a feverish blue in hue, and his pupils now well distinguished hearts in his sockets.
Grillby grinned wider. Oh yes- he was enjoying this. But… He knew the one thing that could drive the skeleton over the edge. He shifted, and his mouth left his dick. No doubt this would upset Cae- so he shushed him gently. Fingers still slick from stretching the skeleton's folds, he slid them around his cock as he moved up. Cae's legs dropped back down over his hips- and Grillby gave him half a second to realize what this meant before he slid his cock home into the skeleton's body.
Grillby was a large, large monster in many proportions. Cae's pelvis fit him like and extremely tight glove as he rocked in place, palming his cock as he loomed over him. His mouth found his chest and he began to kiss and nibble each and every one of his ribs, dick pulsing with the warmth of his flames.
He clearly needed more than that second to recollect himself, but as soon as Grillby was hilted in him, he arched and choked on his own noise. His body rattled loudly with pleasure as he let out a single word, voice verging near a sob.
"C-CLOSE!"
"Good," Grillby purred. "Be a good skeleton for me," he murmured against his chest. His hips shifted, rocking and pounding into the skeleton mercilessly. Each hard thrust was timed with a stroke of his hand, and Grillby even found his own end coming close again. It was hot, driving him this crazed for him. "Be a good skeleton," he repeated, "and scream my name," he rumbled.
"G-Grillby...!" he gasped his name a few times, before he arched deeply and screamed as he climaxed around him.
"GRILLBY!"
Grillby lasted a few more thrusts before the sight of Sans was enough to push him over. As the skeleton's eye lights rolled practically to the back of their sockets, he hilted himself and growled a pleased noise. His member pulsed, and then hot magic flooded into the skeleton, flooding him full with his second load of the evening.
Grillby didn't even mind when Cae's cock spurted blue up his abdomen, painting him just as he filled the skeleton. "Caeruleus," he rumbled softly, shuddering as he nearly collapsed on him. One arm braced himself, and he panted, basting the bound skeleton with the warmth radiating from him.
His mouth slowly closed as his form slumped, boneless under the big monster. "Nnnh... H-Hahh..." he whimpered softly, before he looked up at Grillby, "G-Grill...?"
Grillby had enough awareness to let the ropes disappear, and he shuddered slightly over Sans. His hips rocked slowly as his soul raced, taking time to calm after such an exciting moment. "Are you alright?" He was aware the other had fragile HP- and sometimes Grillby could get a little out of hand. He kissed softly over the skeleton's chest, and peered at him with warm eyes through his glasses. Releasing Sans' cock, Grillby shifted and flipped them, so the skeleton was sprawled out across his chest.
His form slumped upon being freed from the ropes, and he held tightly to Grillby, panting heavily as he laid his head on the other's chest, "Y-yeah..." he managed out after long enough, "G-Great."
Grillby rumbled softly, looping his arms gently around him. "Good… Good… Mmm…" He nuzzled his face to his, pleased and relaxed with the amount of magic he'd managed to pump into him. "… Sans," he purred softly, "Now would be the best time to try sparking a soulling… Did you still wish to…?"
He looked at him, then he smiled weakly and he nodded faintly. "Y-yeah..."
Grillby nodded. He coaxed his own soul out of the side of his chest, showing a brilliant orange soul, interspersed with flecks of red and yellow to make it look almost like living flame. He offered it out to Cae, utmost trust in the tired boss elemental's face. His soul is worn slightly, a few healed cracks leaving permanent marks where he had nearly given up hope so long ago.
He looked up at his soul and after a moment was able to summon his own, a simple light blue soul. "G-Grillby" he whispered. The way it sat in his hand was slightly lopsided, and it looked as if it was fragile... Granted, with 10 hp, it could be called just that. And yet, with as careful as it looked like one would have to be, energy laced over the surface, showing the skeleton's underlying strength ready to strike like a coiled snake.
Grillby extended his hand, and let his soul draw closer to Cae's own. "You are beautiful," he murmurs, awe easing into his voice. It was such a fragile soul for a boss monster- but hell if that didn't make him want to protect it from harm. His soul trembles softly in his palm, and he extends it further, letting Cae make the final choice on if they do this or not.
He smiled at him hesitantly. "Yours is more so." He purred softly, before he slowly pushed his soul closer to Grillby's, "I want this." he whispered.
"I want this too." Grillby lets his soul extend as he shifts his other hand to cradle Cae's skull tenderly. He strokes his cheek as he waits for their souls to brush and mingle together.
He closed his eyes and his soul was held out until it brushed against the bright colored soul of the bartender.
"A-Ahh..." he gasped.
Grillby tensed under him, a soft groan leaving him. His soul pulsed warmly against Cae's, the surface of it being chilled by the cooler temperatures of Sans'. A shiver rolls down his body, and he cradles their souls together, trapping them between his hand and the skeleton's palm. "Ahgn… Mm…" He could slightly feel Cae, feel his nerves, and did his best to soothe him as he pushed his magic towards the younger skeleton's core.
The magic was sent with the express intent to create a soul- with all the hope and desire that the fire elemental could muster, along with all of the love for the skeleton that he could physically send over.
"Nnnh..." his grip moved to cling to Grillby's shoulders, his form curling up slightly as the sensation quickly washed over him. "G-Grill... f-fu... hhahh..." his sounds were now more breathy, his head resting on his chest.
Grillby was silent and focused, offering his magic to the skeleton above him. He shivered under him, heat bleeding out into the smaller monster as he hoped with all of his being. "We will have to wait and see," he admits softly. "It might take a while for it to take…" Tiredness coats his voice- the amount of magic he'd put into Cae was more than he had expunged in a long, long time.
"Th-That's... that's fine..." something was not fine... Sans Caeruleus Gaster, the normally strong-willed and cocky skeleton was trembling as he lay against Grillby, taking a weak breath before his shoulders shivered.
Grillby frowned, and looped a warm arm around the skeleton. He nuzzled the top of his skull, and began soothingly. His soul threaded more love over alongside his magic. "Sans…?" He queried softly. "Are you okay?"
He looked at him as he started to laugh, "Y-Yeah, Grillby... I'm... well shit..." he nuzzled him and hugged him tightly, "I never got this far b'fore." he murmured, "There was always a reset..."
"You said it yourself," Grillby murmured softly. "This is the last one. This will be the last one- so why not let yourself be happy? Let yourself love, let yourself grow… Live, Sans. Let yourself live for once."
The skeleton had blundered the facts about the resets to him a long time ago, when he had gotten too drunk. In trying to drown his sorrows, he had accidentally spilled them- and had to go back several days later to clear up many facts that he had muddled.
Grillby had understood then, why Sans had been slightly distant and fearful in getting to attached to their relationship.
He gave another laugh, and he nuzzled him again, "Fuck, Grillbz... Why couldn't it have been like this sooner..." he sighed.
"… That is mostly my fault," the fire elemental clutched him tighter to him, and nuzzled the top of his skull. "I was afraid…" He admits. "Afraid of loving and losing again. Twice… I would not survive it."
He looked up at him, then he slowly pulled himself closer to lean up and kiss Grillby.
Grillby kissed him back gently, and let their souls part. His sluggishly slid back into his chest, so he could loop both arms around the skeleton using him for a living heating pad. When they parted, Grillby closed his eyes and heaved a great sigh. "… Do you remember," he began, "when we first met? Do you remember what I looked like?" he had been thinner then- his muscle tone had faded along with the brightness of his fires. He had moved like he was so much older than he actually was- and his glow had been dimmer than an echo-flower's. Grillby had looked decent from afar, but up close he had been run down, looking nothing like he did now.
"Yeah, you were so fucking cute." he chuckled quietly, "Hey, remember how short I was?"
It physically pained him to have to ruin his perception of their first meeting, but it meant that he too had been fooled by his outward appearance. "I remember, yes. You had to get a step stool to get onto one of the taller seats- and then you proceeded to flirt with me. If I recall, you said I 'lit up your world'. I remember it made me laugh." Grillby chuckled quietly. His eyes closed though, and it faded off. He was silent, and he glanced away. "Truth be told, I was perhaps days away from falling." He admitted quietly. "You making me laugh had been the first time in a long time."
"Well, I'll admit, there was definitely a spark between us." he chuckled quietly, before he nuzzled him, "Hey... Grillbz... You know I'll never let that happen."
"Losing you would tip me back, Sans. You, with your puns and humor, reminded me to live. To hope again. Losing my first mate hit me hard, Cae. It hit very hard." He smooched the top of his skull quietly and closed his eyes. "The reason it took so long for me to formally ask was because I was afraid. I'm… not afraid anymore. I'm ready to move on- and to live. And that's what I want you to do too. Don't fear the resets. Fearing things- it keeps you from truly living."
He sighed softly. "Yeah... you're right," he murmured, before he held tighter to the elemental below him. "Well you know what? Not an issue anymore." he told him firmly. "Because now you have me. And I have you."
"Exactly." The large fire elemental nuzzled into him and rumbled contently as he enveloped the smaller skeleton in his warmth. "And together, we will truly live." He murmured warmly.
Giving a soft laugh, Caeruleus nuzzled him again and took a deep breath, his body aching and demanding he surrender to the warmth. "Promise you won't tell no one about this?" he murmured, his accent coming into the way he talked again.
"I am a man of few words," The bartender rumbled softly. After all, he'd kept the knowledge of his falling to himself for many years. This would stay between them and only them.
"Damn straight you are." he chuckled, nipping his chest before he sighed and settled, his eye sockets soon going dark.
The elemental settled down as soon as Sans had fallen asleep. His fires dimmed faintly as he settled down, and the elemental succumbed to slumber shortly after. It had been a good Valentines- a very good one.