Strider Notes: So here's the third part of the Valentine's chapters. Here's what Tenebris has been up to during the events of the past two chapters. –flails hands- here is the kingdings that Silverwing has been frothing relentlessly for. I still don't ship it, or even like the ship, but eh. The things you do for friends, am I right?
Silverwing Notes: And now, for the cuteship we've all been waiting for!
Some Kingding Dads fuckin like the adorable lovers they are!
"Thank you for the ride, Toki."
"No problem, Tenebris! I'll see you in a little while!"
"Of course."
When introduced to the idea of spending this romantic holiday with Asgore, Tenebris had felt a sense of fluster that made him both excited and almost a little nervous to visit the king. And yet, he accepted her offer for the lift, and thankfully didn't have to twist himself into a pretzel to fit in her car this time.
At least getting out was easy enough...
Tenebris waved until the truck was out of sight, and he smiled as he turned and began into the mountain. He felt Goosebumps as he walked through the barrier hall, feeling a older sense of dread and loathing for what once occupied this hall. Regardless, he continued walking, out of the great hall, and into the lesser, he could see the light at the other end of the hall, a bright golden color. Growing eager, he quickened his pace until he arrived in the throne room doorway.
As usual, Asgore was in the throne room. This time though, he was settled on his knees, heavy cloak discarded and settled over the arm of the throne as he tended to the garden of golden flowers that bloomed around his seat. The king was metaphorically elbow deep in carefully removing several buttercups from the ground, taking care to keep the roots in tact. It was obvious he'd been doing it for a while- for the garden was larger than it had been before. He was spreading out the flowers, thinning out the patches where they had grown surely too thick, and making the ground cover expand.
It also served the purpose of making sure that the precious plants did not choke themselves out. He only had to do it every few years- but it was enjoyable work nonetheless.
The king sneezed as pollen invaded his nose, and he laughed quietly as a few loose petals fluttered into the air. His ears twitched, and he shook his head, heavy mane bouncing around his horns. "This is what I get for doing this in the middle of blooming season."
Tenebris put a fist over his mouth to stifle his laugh as he came over. He pulled a handkerchief from his coat and reached out, running a hand over Asgore's shoulder as to not startle him, as he offered it to the king, stepping into view with a gentle smile.
"Gesundheit, your Majesty."
The king did startle, but not completely. He had heard the soft noises of Tenebris' feet over the tile, but he hadn't expected him to be so close so soon. So while his mane fluffed slightly, his tail fluttering rapidly as it poked out the back of his trousers, he avoided actually jumping from the contact.
He sniffed quietly, and took the handkerchief with a thankful rumble. "Thank you, old friend." He took the moment to blow his nose, and gave his head another slight shake. Pollen puffed off of him, and he waved it away with a quiet chuckle, tucking the used kerchief into his pocket so he could either use it again, or clean it later. He turned on his knees, peering up at the tall scientist. "I did not expect you to be here so soon- it has been far too long since I have gotten to see you. How did you get here so quickly?" The caravans took days- and he'd gotten word that Tenebris was going to visit, but hadn't expected him to be there the same day that he got the call.
Kneeling down to rest on his haunches so as to be more level with Asgore, Tenebris smiled at the other. "I was given a lift by Miss Toki." he explained, "I believe she detected my eagerness to see you again." he admitted with a soft laugh.
Asgore shifted to face him fully and offered him a kind smile. His ears perked, and his eyes twinkled merrily. "That is quite kind of her! She has been doing much for our kind- I am glad she could take the time to bring you here… I would be lying if I said I wasn't eager to see you too." The king beamed at him. "Forgive me for being a bit unprepared. When you called this morning, I thought I would be seeing you two days from now. I would have made sure I wasn't up to my wrists in dirt."
He laughed softly and shook his head. "Oh don't worry. I think the earthy smell fits you." he purred, before looking to where he was working. He arched a brow curiously. "Opening up the garden, hm?" he rumbled, "A task well known by an experienced botanist such as yourself." he then reached out and picked up a few of the flowers, looking at it before he glanced to Asgore with a warm smile.
Asgore chuckled merrily, and scrubbed his hands on a spare cloth, so the fur wasn't as dirty. "Well, I certainly hope you enjoy how I smell. I certainly enjoy your scent." He inhaled a heavy whiff, pointedly sniffing teasingly towards the skeleton monster. The king nodded, gathering the few plants he'd uprooted and settling them into a bin with some dirt in it so they wouldn't dry out. "You know I have to do it once or twice a year, or they choke themselves out. But I think they can wait to be finished until a later time. Would you like some tea, or did you want to stop at your laboratory first, old friend?"
The phantom had mentioned vaguely over the phone that he had some samples he wanted to run some tests on- though he hadn't said what they were or why he wanted to run them. Asgore did not often press for answers, though.
"I'd rather have a cup of tea with you before I end up losing track of time." he admitted, before he leaned forwards and bumped his skull gently under the king's chin. "It's been so long since I properly spent time with you." he murmured.
Asgore nuzzled his chin down onto the top of Tenebris' skull, and proceeded to tug the monster into his arms. He stood up, with Tenebris easily draped in his arms, and pressed a soft kiss to the phantom's forehead. "It has been far too long, my friend. A cup of tea sounds splendid- I think I still have some of your favorite back at home. Come! Tea awaits!"
Fluffy tail flicking happily, the king turns on his heel and carefully steps through the flowers, making sure not to crush them as he goes.
He purred happily when he felt the other's soft lips on his forehead and he chuckled before following him, "Right behind you, my king."
The king was cheerful as he plodded down the long hall that headed towards his home. It didn't take long for his legs to bring him there, and he opened the door, ushering the phantom in first. The house was warm- it was always warm, maintained by his magic that had long ago permeated the premises- so Asgore gave Gaster a smile. "Is there anything you would like me to make you along with the tea while you get settled in?"
"Mmm, I don't have a preference, anything that's convenient will work just fine." he replied, standing by the front door as he reached up, starting to unbutton his coat.
Asgore nodded and left him to get himself settled in. The king stepped into his kitchen, quietly grabbing for some biscuits that would go well with the tea. Some were settled onto a plate, and then Asgore started the tea.
Fire magic had many uses- and he had long ago perfected the art of making the perfect cup of tea with it. He hummed pleasantly, warming the pot of water with one hand and getting the tea ready to steep with the other.
Tenebris soon came to join him in the kitchen. Now barefoot and in his turtleneck, he hugged Asgore from behind and started to purr into his back.
The king had heard him coming, and smiled to himself. The monster purring into his back was warm, and Asgore chuckled gingerly. "Is the house warm enough for you, Old friend? I know you get cold quite easily." Asgore himself was verging on the edge of overly warm- but having thick fur often did that to a monster.
"Yes. But there's nothing I love more than the heat of another... especially if he has the aroma of tea, flowers, and soil to him." he rumbled gently.
Asgore simply smiled. He rumbled gently back, and poured the now-boiling water over the tea leafs to let them steep. The king shifted, carefully scooting the cups back so that they did not get spilled, and then turned around in Gaster's grasp so he could face him. Large hands settled on the phantom monster's hips, and he dipped down to rub his nose against the other's neck. Soft, furry lips pressed ticklish kisses over the turtleneck hiding his skin from view. "Well, I most certainly do not mind sharing my warmth with you, my friend."
He let a soft giggle slip past him and he smiled up at the king. "Good, because I would be set on taking it anyhow." he purred softly, nuzzling the top of the king's head.
Asgore chuckles, and his eats flick and flop. The spot where he had gotten shot had healed over, an with magic, it looked as if it had never been there in the first place. He tilts his head, exhaling warm air and lipping gently up the side of his neck. "Mmm, one condition. I get to hear more of your laughs- I love hearing your laughter and making you laugh."
He shivered and in response to the other's actions, leaned and softly nipped his ear with a rumbling chuckle.
Asgore laughed softly and hugged the other monster affectionately. He released him then, and slid the tea over to him. "Mm, tea first, my friend. If we wait any longer, it will have steeped for too long." And one did not waste tea in the presence of the king.
"I wouldn't mind a stronger tea." he rumbled, but he took his tea without another word, and blew on it gently before he took a sip.
Asgore too blew on his own cup, leaning against his counters as he took a sip. He had an odd quirk of simply eating the tealeaves that remained in his cup- Frisk often teased him that he was more goat than he let on- and he had to take care not to get the soggy leaves caught in his beard. "Strong tea is good- but a perfect cup is neither too strong, nor too weak."
"Very true." he sighed blissfully. "There's always something about the way you make it, dear friend, that always makes it taste wonderful."
Asgore chortled softly and wiggled a furry brow at him playfully. "I could take a page from your son's book and say it's made with magic."
"That's awful" he laughed, "It would have been worse if you said 'made with love'." he added.
"Well, it might have been made with the lower case love," Asgore winks. He sips his tea, the hot drink scalding over his teeth and tongue. There is a content rumble in his chest- and it sounds vaguely sheep like as he enjoys his warm drink.
"Stars..." he moved his teacup to one hand so he could face palm, well aimed so there is a loud SLAP result as his hand met his forehead.
The noise startled him more than the action, and Asgore choked on his tea with a bleating laugh. It sounded like someone had just slapped a china-plate. He sputtered, dabbing his beard with a napkin as tea escaped. "My friend! If you do that, you might damage your face with your claws."
He looked at him with a smile, already the handprint darkening on his forehead from where he'd smacked himself. "I need not worry about my claws, dear Asgore. Thank you anyways for your worry."
"I am always going to worry." The king chuffs softly. He finishes his tea, and goes to rinse his cup.
After a moment Tenebris came and rinsed his out as well. "You wish to return to the garden? Or would you like to do something else~?" he purred
Asgore lets Tenebris take over at the sink, and sidles up behind him. His nose burrows into the neck of Tenebris' turtleneck, and he slowly presses kisses to what skin he can as his hands come to rest on the shorter monster's hips. "I'm thinking," he purred, "Something else first."
He shivers and his tail starts to rattle as he leans his head to one side, letting the king have better access. "Nnn... heh... Great minds think alike."
The king rumbles softly, large palms exploring over the monster's hips. One of his fingers comes to tease the base of his tail, and Asgore chuckles gently against Tenebris' neck. "Great minds indeed… Where would you prefer it this time, Tenebris?" Last time they had accidentally broken one of his cabinets when Tenebris got a little exuberant- but he supposed he wouldn't mind it here if that is where the doctor wanted it.
He purrs until the other's digits go to his tail and he stiffed, pupils dilating slightly as he let out a soft rattling moan. He slowly managed to turn around and grin up at Asgore. "Anywhere we haven't tried yet~?" he chuckled quietly.
"Probably the actual bedroom," The king chuckled. He let the monster turn, and then shifted, pressing him flush to the counter behind him. There was a growing bulge pressed to the front of Tenebris' pants.
He let out a soft 'ah' of surprise, and then he licked his lips. "Ah... You were as eager for this as I was..." he chuckled lowly.
Tenebris leaned against the counter for support, and with a flex of his midsection, Tenebris brings up his legs, haunches resting on the king's hips as his legs locked behind him, his tail coiling around one of Asgore's legs. He grins at him coyly. "Then what are we waiting for, your majesty?"
Asgore chuckles softly as he's snared. He arches an amused furry brow at the monster in front of him, and idly plucks the hem of his pants. "Well," he rumbles back, "I think we have a problem. I'd hate to ruin your favorite sweater and your pants…" he could slip his own down from there, but Gaster's tail would definitely put a small kink in things. But he did have practice, and expertly began to work the other monster's pants down his hips. "Lift," he commands gently, so he can slide them out from under the curve of his buttocks.
He chuckled and did as ordered. "Don't forget to unclip the band over my tail." he murmured.
Asgore wouldn't forget- but the reminder was good. He chuckled softly, doing as instructed, and then began guiding his pants down. He has to unhook Gaster's legs long enough to fling the pants away, but soon he's back, pressing the growing bulge in his own pants against the slit that hid all of Gaster's parts. He kissed him softly, and his hands wandered up the scientists' turtleneck, stroking over pale skin with the soft pads of his fingers.
He moaned softly into the kiss as his haunches, powerful and pure white, were released from his clothing, "Mrrr~" he let out a purr and his mouth fell open as the king's hands found his shield. Soft pads found powerful bone that protected the smaller's chest, and as wandering fingers slipped between the ribs of the shield, he arched and gave a soft moan, "Ahhh... Asgore~" This felt more like a massage, but he was happily anticipating so much more.
Asgore was content to give much more than that. He shifts, and guides his shirt up. "Arms," he purrs. While Tenebris has his arms in the air, he's going to kiss and nip along the edges of his shield, and run his blunted teeth along his neck. He rumbles softly, rocking teasingly against Tenebris' slit.
He chuckled and helped him, first getting his head through the turtleneck before he easily slid out of both it and the black tank top he wore underneath it.
He now laid back on the counter with a sigh, bare for his king to admire. "Mmnn~" he smiled up at him, "It's been too long."
"Far too long," Asgore all but purred. He leaned back for a moment, eyes roving over the pale body displayed for him. He trailed his hands up and down his sides, stroking over the slit at the center of his body, before wandering up to the shield of reinforced bone that made up Tenebris' chest. "Mm…" He leaned down, and his mouth began to trail paths over any new scars he might have missed, kissing them and making note of them, and making note that each new scar just made Tenebris that much more lovely.
His torso swelled with air as he leaned his head back, eyes closing as his arms came up to look around Asgore's neck, stroking through the golden fur. His shield had little damage to it, proof of its capability, but had a few thin marks around the hole that led to his empty torso. Under the king's girth, however, his slit, held closed by strong muscle that sealed everything behind the flesh, was now softening up in arousal, starting to open to the king's touches, "nnnh~"
Asgore was pleased at his reactions, and continued his gentle ministrations. Kisses here, touches there, licks that trailed teasingly over roping lines of scar and muscle- Asgore practically worshipped the body that he was presented with. Sadly, he had to pause, if only to undo the buttons on his trousers and free himself from his ever tightening confinements.
His sheathe popped free, his cock already slipping free. It was long, with slightly backwards facing barbs along the bottom of it that faced towards his testicals. The goat monster let out a rumbling sound, and his fingered slipped to his slit, gently stroking the softening flesh.
Tenebris had lifted his head to see for a moment what Asgore had stopped for, but he wasn't disappointed in what he saw. "O-Oh sweet Stars," he mewled out upon the gentle touches to his slit. He leaned back and turned his head to moan behind a bit lip as a long, black tentacle slipped from his slit to gently entwine with His Majesty's hand, "nnnhh…"
The tentacle wasn't much of a surprise. Tenebris had some… interesting parts, but Asgore enjoyed them nonetheless. As the tentacle looped around his fingers, he gently stroked it. "Well hello there," he crooned cheekily. "Someone's excited." It was sticky and black, and stained the fur of his palm something fierce- but his palm worked over the tentacle anyways, trying to coax out the rest of them.
Tenebris buried his face in his arm, moaning breathlessly as the tentacle continued to react to his king's touch, though soon enough the tentacle was accompanied by a second, followed by a third, and a fourth.
Asgore smiled softly, and took his time stroking each of the tentacles that came out. He let them spread their slime, and chuckled softly as he stroked each one. Tenebris blissful expressions made him happy for what he was doing.
Pried open by the tentacles, the muscles of Tenebris' slit retracted completely and the scientist looked up at his king. "A-Asgore…" he moaned out, rotating his hips before pressing against his hand, the tentacles all happily moving over the king's fur, staining them with their black essence. But now it seemed the smaller of the two monsters wanted something more.
The king knew exactly what the smaller monster wanted, and he shifted to stroke his pinky just below the tentacles. The soft nook was usually hidden by the tentacles, and he made sure to brush his knuckle against the sweet spot. "Tenebris," The king rumbled softly. His paws gingerly worked over the tentacles while his mouth paid tribute to the pale flesh before him. Asgore's teeth worked gently along his shoulder, nibbling and nipping the skin with blunted tips as the soft fur of his lips kissed and sucked slightly.
The king knew exactly what he truly wanted- but Asgore wanted Tenebris absolutely prepared before he did anything more. Tenebris was closer to his size- but Asgore's member was more inherent to that of his lion-based father. If Tenebris was not completely ready, it would not be pleasant, and Asgore did not want any part of this to be unpleasant for him. Perhaps he was too patient of a lover, to attentive, but that is how he was.
Patient and attentive was more than okay for Tenebris, he knew what the king was packing, but he didn't care. He was always so gentle.
The soft sounds that Gaster made were beautiful as he clung to his king, running his fingers through his fur. The touches to his nook had him gasping and moaning softly as he rocked his hips, wanting more of his touch.
Asgore was gentle as he slipped a clawed finger inside. He stuck with his pinky for now, as it was his smallest finger. His claw gently scraped over the inside of his nook, the soft pad of his finger massaging the inside walls. That left the rest of his fingers free to fondle the tentacles clinging to him.
As the finger moved inside, Tenebris gasped out. His nook had gone untouched for so long… "O-Oooh stars..." he breathed out, "Asgore~"
"Tenebris," Asgore cooed softly. He slowly rocked his finger in his nook, stroking and curling it slightly as he stimulated him. Slowly, he added a second finger, easing it in and gently stretching him. Thrusting them slowly, Asgore gave a patient rumble, chuckling at the soft noises of pleasure from the smaller monster.
Tenebris curled in and pressed his head to Asgore's neck as his hands hooked around his back, holding to him tightly as his toes curled. "Aaahhhhh..." he mewled out, his hips rocking in reaction to the two fingers in his already-wet nook.
The motion pleased the king, and Asgore curled his free hand around the smaller monster. His claws traced teasing patterns up and down his spine, stroking over the flesh and scars that were there. "Mmm…" His mouth settled over Tenebris neck and shoulder, and he nibbled and sucked where he found.
Asgore rolled his wrist, and squeezed a third finger in. He curled his fingers, rocking his knuckles in deeper into the phantom. A few thrusts, slick black ooze sticking to his fur and slicking it down. "Think you're ready, my friend?" He teases slightly.
He was breathless at this point, his mouth hanging open and taking a gasp whenever Asgore moved his fingers, "Y-Yes...! YEs...!" was what he managed to get out. His face was a deep black now, and hot with a blush. He knew that only Asgore could get him like this, but fuck he loved it~
Truly, his poor scientist was far too wound up if he was already trembling and twitching around him. Asgore would just have to make sure he spent his time here as relaxed as could be. A pleased noise rumbled from his chest, and he gave his nook one last rolling thrust with his fingers before sliding them out.
The king took a moment to slick his cock up with the sticky black fluids that coated his digits. Once he was sufficiently lubricated, Asgore placed his hand on a pale hip, and began to guide his member into Gaster's nook. He took it slow, gliding smoothly. He was wider than just three fingers- but three fingers was usually enough to prepare Tenebris well enough for the girth that came with taking the goat-king's cock.
The sounds from the scientist only grew louder as the king pushed in. Tenebris loved the way his king's fingers felt, but after so long without, when it came to finally being able to envelop the king's cock in his needy nook, he stood no chance to remain coherent. Claws pressed into Asgore's shoulders as he moaned louder, "Aaahhh~!"
Asgore's fur was thick, and his shirt added a layer of defense against the thick claws that dug into his hide. The kind purred, sucking sharply along his neck. He eased himself in until he was hilted, and gave him a little bit of time to adjust. Slowly, he drew out, the barbs dragging backwards against his nook as he pulled backwards.
His hips jerked forwards again, completing the thrust with almost painful slowness.
Moaning into Asgore's chest, Tenebris' legs clenched around his waist and he let out a needy snarl, before he jerked his hips, rocking against him. "Nnnhhh...!"
Asgore gave him a sharper nip, and rumbled to him. "Patience, my friend," he murmured affectionately. His hands held firm to the pale hips, keeping him easily still as he set the pace of the thrusts.
"Ah-Asgore... please..." he whined into his neck, his tail coiling tightly around Asgore's leg as his toes continued to curl and uncurl.
Asgore rumbled soothingly, keeping one hand secure on his hip. The other hand came up to cradle his back, dragging gentle claws up and down his spine. His hips rolled, and he began to pick up his pace. Soft grunts escaped through his nose, and he lapped his tongue up the other's neck, rumbling gently.
Tenebris was more than pleased to let out his noises as he was pounded into the countertop by his king and lover, leaning up and lightly nipping his ears and jaw between moans.
Asgore rumbles lightly and shivers at the nipping. He shudders, his cock throbbing as he shifts his angle, driving the thick head of his shaft into the upper parts of his nook. "Mmmm," The kind purrs, eyes sliding shut. His grunts deepen slightly, and he nips and nibbles Tenebris' shoulders a bit harder. He would end up with several hickies and no doubt some bruising from his teeth- Asgore wouldn't regret marking his scientist though.
Not that Tenny cared at all~ they were the marks of his king, and Stars help him if he didn't thoroughly enjoy every last one. He let the king bite him as he pleased before he retaliated. He moved to the king's collarbone, nuzzled back his clothing and bit down gently, "Rrrr~"
Asgore's fur was thick- and they'd probably be picking it out of Tenebris teeth for hours after. Still, the king groans, jerking his hips a little rougher. The spurs on his cock slid roughly over the inner side of Tenebris nook, and Asgore didn't bother to stop the pleased growl that bubbled up through his chest.
That rougher thrust is exactly what Gaster wanted. He moaned out in pleasure and bit a little harder, his hips wiggling eagerly in Asgore's hands, "Ahh- th-that's it" he hissed.
The king chomped slightly harder onto his skin, lips curling up and tickling the whiskers of his beard over his skin. Asgore's thrusts roughened further, his breaths coming out in deep, grunting pants. He rolled his hips, giving his cock a little twist as it tugged free and thrust back in.
That freed Asgore of the fangs on his collarbone as Tenebris began to bark out and made loud open-mouthed moans from Asgore's treatment. "Oooh F-Fuck~!" he cried.
Asgore rumbled sharply, jerking his hips heartily. He felt his edge coming, and could feel that Tenebris was close too. The rippling and pulsing of his nook surrounding his cock was almost painfully pleasurable. One hand keeping his hips still, the one that had wandered up to his back moved back down suddenly, grasping back at the tentacles that had been left thrashing between them.
He began to stroke them in earnest, timing it with each sharp thrust as he slammed further and further into his core.
"A-ASGORE!" Tenebris cried out, his grip like a vice on Asgore's clothing as his hips began to jerk into the dual stimulation. The king wasn't wrong in his assumptions, Gaster was close... so close.
"Come for me," the king rumbles deeply, letting it vibrate up his chest like a bass drum. "Come for me, Tenebris." His hand rolls, tweaking the tentacles tauntingly, as he rolls his hips in a nearly bruising thrust. "Scream the name of your King," he purrs.
Tenebris tensed up at the baritone words that trembled through him, and his tail came to unwind from Asgore's leg, instead going between them and hooking onto his shoulder firmly. "A-ASGORE!" the scientist cried out, before his form went rigid and he clenched down on the king's cock as his tentacles all began to release their black fluids.
"ASGORE!" Was the near-scream that then tore itself from Gaster's throat.
Asgore's shirt was officially ruined, but that was perfectly fine. The king's face buried in Gaster's neck, his hand still stroking the weeping tentacles. Asgore gave a beastly grunt, thrust a few more times, and came hard as well, flooding the phantom's nook with his essence. His cock swelled, locking them loosely together as the king clutched him tight. "Mmmm, Tenebris…"
W-Was he... oh god he was tied. Tenebris let out weak pants and mewls as he settled down in Asgore's arms, panting heavily into his shirt as he slowly managed to lift one hand, petting the king gently.
Asgore's rumbles faded into a deep, almost sub-sonic bass boom deep in his chest, and he snuggles into Gaster affectionately. His lips press soft fuzzy kisses wherever he can, and he leans into the soft pets with his ears twitching happily. The goat king's tail flutters happily behind him.
"Hahh... Hnn~" Tenebris caught his breath, then chuckled quietly as he nuzzled the soft chest, "Mmm... Thank you." he purred.
The goat monster purred, mouth pressing more kisses. He lathed his tongue over where he had bitten him, and then leaned back to pepper his skull in kisses too. "No," he purred, "Thank you. Mm… Sorry I knotted- I didn't think to pull out. My apologies," he purred, not at all entirely apologetic. Asgore shifted, and lifted Tenebris up so he could tote him over to the kitchen chairs. He sat, leaving the phantom draped over him, and relaxed to wait out the tie that kept them bound together.
"N-No no... I don't care... Not a bit." he purred happily, nuzzling into his chest, "I... didn't mean to ruin your shirt." he murmured, slowly getting his tail to unhook on his shoulder.
"A shirt can be replaced," The king chortled affectionately. "It is no trouble."
"Mmmh." the reassurance put the old soul at peace and Tenebris closed his eyes, "I missed this."
"I've missed this too. It has been lonely since you moved to the Village," The kind king admits quietly. He loops his arms tightly around him, and settles down to snuggle in the chair as they wait for the knot to pass. "Without Toriel and Frisk here, the castle feels very empty." Even if he was busy all hours of the day handling bureaucratic nonsense and working to get the laws into place. "How has life been down in Nara Village? It was coming along wonderfully when I came for New Years. I heard they are getting a school put up?"
"Indeed." he replied, "My Papyrus has found love with Miss Tokiko, and I'm going to be a grandfather soon." he explained to him.
"Oh?" Asgore blinked. "So soon? That is very fast. But I suppose love waits for no one. Congratulations on expecting your first grandchild, Tenebris. I didn't know there was a wedding." A furry lip juts out, and he pouts slightly at Tenebris. "I wasn't invited?"
"Well... a few things... one... It was an unexpected accident that was overlooked due to Toki's human soul... two... there was not a wedding... and three..." he smiled at this, "It's twins, actually..."
"Truly?" Asgore blinked, pout fading to surprise in an instant. "Oh… Oh dear, well then. That is… news we should probably make public, so that all HTM's out there are aware. Congratulations doubly though! Twins! What luck! I am sure you all are very excited." He smiles a tenderly lopsided smile, eyes glimmering faintly. "Fatherhood is such a joy… I am certain Papyrus is excited, no?"
"He was surprised initially, but he's very excited to be a father. I have faith in his skill." he rumbled gently.
Asgore's hands wandered, idly petting the white form draped across him. "I'm sure you're excited to be a grandfather, aren't you?" He thrummed softly.
"Ecstatic." he replied, smiling tiredly.
Asgore chuckled softly. He nuzzled him again, and pressed a soft kiss to his face. "You sound tired, old friend. We won't be able to part for a while yet- why don't you get some rest? When you wake, we can have some more tea and some biscuits."
"Mmmh..." he sighed tiredly, "Gladly, sire..." he murmured, not caring that he was without clothing. He was happy and warm against the fur of his king.
Asgore had plenty of practice keeping the phantom monster warm. He snuggled him closer, fur fluffing out to help disperse his heat to the other, and settled down to wait out his knot.