"And yours on his body would affect you?" Black Hat hesitated before running a knuckle over the bite and tracing more tattoos. "Are you enjoying yourself? Should I stop?"
The door burst open Flug waddling in panting and holding his stomach. "That's enough! Come along Sans we have work to do."
Black Hat was quite enjoying himself and his discovery before Flug burst in demanding his mate back. He should have known the touching would cause Flug to become territorial. Huffing Black Hat glared at Flug before blinking in surprise. "I did not realize you were with a souling… You have so much magic in you Flug." Smirking down at Sans he ran a knuckle down his spine. No wonder Flug was moody and demanding. "You have filled your mate so much. You are so easy to manipulate like this… I've learned what I wanted. Go on now." Black Hat lifted him up with some tentacles placing him on wobbly legs and pushed him towards Flug.
He clicked his claws together as he went in search of his mate, an interested grin in place across his face.
Fell was in his room drawing up designs for a more efficient battle suit. The one he had was starting to tell its battles from his constant scrapes with the human heroes of the surface. He was honestly surprised it had lasted this long since it had been made from fallen trash to begin with. This new design hopefully would be better able to protect him and working for his master, he was certain he would be able to get much better material this time around.
Black Hat flung open the door strolling on inside his smile edging on devious. "Oh lover I learned something new today~"
From the corner of the room a gagging sound was heard followed by the stink of brimstone as Red, who'd been napping there left hurriedly. This mansion was so wrong, he was going to Amethyst's.
"Oh? And what have you learned?" Fell didn't even flinch at the loud entry, continuing his work.
Black Hat scowled at where Red disappeared from. "Why was he here? Well, Sans showed me something that I would love for you to get. Have you heard of the Ink sector?"
"Disgusting, stinking, slobs that are good for nothing and alter their appearance for no functionally good reason. What of them?" Fell sighed.
Blinking at the strong negative reaction Black Hat continued regardless. "Sans has tattoos that connect with his Soul. I want you to get some. It is much more powerful than Marks."
"No." Fell refused flatly, never turning from his work.
"But I want you to get them." Black Hat was shocked by the refusal. Did Fell not understand?
"Still no." He took no pleasure in refusing his master one of his desires, but Fell wouldn't buckle on this.
Growling Black Hat crossed his arms "Why the hell not?!"
Never turning from his design and continuing working, Fell promptly replied, "I do not believe in body modification simply for design. That aside, Marks are the greatest point of bond sharing and are not to be taken lightly or brushed off. Also, if these tattoos are tied to my Soul, they would prove to be a huge weakness that heroes could and would capitalize while I am out doing field work as I am required to have my magic active to fight and defend. Ultimately though, it comes down to the fact that I do not want to and I don't believe it is right. I won't do it."
Huffing Black Hat pouted like a child. "You're no fun!" Mumbling under his breath curses and whines about dealing with moody pregnant Flug. "Fine! I guess you win but I'm not happy!" Black Hat flopped onto the bed arms still crossed upset.
The comment about Flug being pregnant finally got Fell to look away from his work. "What was that about the kid? Your human scientist?" He completely ignored Black Hat's whining as that was all it was.
"Yes, my scientist Flug is pregnant. With how much magic was in him you would think Sans invited other monsters to use him. That wasn't the case or I would have felt them arrive."
"Sounds like I'm going to have to have a talk with them again. I swear, he is the elder of us and yet he acts like a love struck useless breeder from the Lust sector." Fell leaned back in his chair and dragged a hand over his face. "He's been mutating the human. He won't be able to carry a child for quite a while. Sans should know this!"
"So Flug isn't pregnant? Why would he have so much magic in him if he wasn't? Flug was walking around he wasn't in his bed having sex! How do you explain him having so much magic in him besides having a souling?" Black Hat looked to Fell, confused and upset.
Groaning, Fell turned back to his desk so he could bounce his skull off the wood. "That's not how souling's are made between monsters. It sounds like he just...just...Sans must have fucked him and not cleared the magic from his system after for some reason. I don't know. Ask him yourself. I don't wanna know Sans's sex life!"
Black Hat growled lowly "I'm sorry that I do not understand how your reproductive systems work! If I get fucked like that I have a clutch! I do not take it upon myself to learn how each species reproduces."
"Well you certainly didn't inform me of your reproductive style before letting me fuck you either, which is why we are now having a clutch! You also never bothered to ask! I'm not a demon! I didn't even know that there were different kinds of conception before this whole thing happened with us!" Fell snapped.
"Do you not want them?! I thought you wanted my clutch!" Black Hat felt horrid tears form. Did Fell not even want his clutch? He said he did but now Black Hat just wanted to rip out the eggs and eat them.
"I never fucking said that! Of course I want them! All I ever wanted was a family. I just wish I'd had time to prepare. We will do the best we can with what we have though." he could feel a blackness worse than the normal darkness that consumed his mate's Soul rising and he quickly rose and crossed the room to drag Black Hat into a crushing hug. "I don't care about how they came about. They are a culmination of our two beings. I wouldn't change a thing and I'd do it again."
Nuzzling into the hold Black Hat calmed down. "Next time let's do it your way. Explain it."
Calming his breathing, Fell nodded. "Do you remember when we...I guess fertilized? Your eggs? I mentioned that I didn't think I wouldn't be able to breed you just yet due to not being in my Heat?"
"Yes, what are your Heats? Demons don't get hot, we are more cool by nature."
Snorting at the misnomer, Fell explained. "Our Heats are an annual thing. For anywhere between a few days to two weeks a sexually mature boss monster will become sex crazed. We literally will jump anything that comes near us and so we typically are avoided by others for their own safety. The Lust sector monsters tend to most of us that go through Heats as they are the only ones who regularly have the stamina to keep up with us when we are in Heat."
"I've met them. They helped when the pregnancy made me feel things." Black Hat added.
"They are known to help with pregnancy and emotional therapy, though they aren't too great at the second usually. I'm glad they were good for something for once." He nuzzled against Black Hat, running a soothing hand over the slowly growing bulge he hid that contained their eggs. "But anyway, while we are in Heat, we are able to knot. This process allows us to dump literally almost all of our magic and Soul into our, in most cases, victim. We always want to breed at this time, but only if the one receiving the knot wants to breed as well will they become with child as both parties magic mixes and Souls touch. The combined extreme magic and Soul connection is what creates a souling. It takes a very powerful connection to create a souling. This process can only be completed during a Heat though as any other time our bodies don't produce enough magic to create one. We also become very feverish, to the point if left unattended to, we can literally burn ourselves to a crisp or burn those we come in contact with." Fell could feel a heavy blush burning across his skull, but he knew that this was information that Black Hat would need to know. "Also, my Heat will strike in a few months. It happens right around Gyftmas."
"Ah a gift in itself." Black Hat grinned nipping at Fell's blush. With a small sigh he straightened a frown growing as he grew serious. "We will not be able to make a Souling through your Heat." He felt bad about not being able to however he knew the reactions monsters had to his blackened Soul. Fell wouldn't be able to look at it, let alone let them touch each other for however long it took to create their Souling.
"What? Why not?!" Fell pulled back slightly, worried he had said or done something to cause the dismissal. He couldn't see any reason why it shouldn't work for them.
"My Soul. I don't want to force you to endure it for that long. I will still care for you during your Heat and I can carry a clutch for you if you would like." Black Hat offered. He would love to have another larger clutch with Fell.
"What about your Soul? And what do you mean, force me to endure it? Sure it is powerful and has more magic that I could ever hope to compare to, but I lo-I want you and your Soul. You are all I want." Fell was completely confused.
Frowning Black Hat looked at Fell his eye narrowing skeptical. "It is black. Monsters faint at the sight of it."
"Seriously? You've never shown me. I know I passed out when we first traded Marks, but that was due to a magic overload. I've since learned that your magic is exponentially stronger and more massive than my own. Even when I'm in Heat, my magic is only going to make me approximately as strong as the average human. Can you trust me enough to try to show me?" The fact that Black Hat had shown his Soul, the very culmination of his entire being to another before showing it to him, his mate, had Fell hurt and seething at the same time, but he held it back. It was likely just another cultural difference.
"I don't want to hurt you…" Black Hat sighed reaching into his chest and bringing out his fist. A tentacle wrapped around Fell's waist to hold him steady in case he did faint. Opening his claws, he showed the black Soul.
The pure evil and malice that poured out of the Soul did indeed make Fell feel weak, but it wasn't anywhere near enough to knock him out. After a few careful, steadying breaths, he slowly, carefully stroked the air around the smokey heart cradled by claws. "It suits you." He managed to say. He looked into Black Hat's eye and gave a small smile. "Thank you."
Relief rang through their bond. "I'm glad you are still awake. It's not hurting you is it? If you are able to handle it, we may be able to create a Souling during your Heat…"
"I will have to work on getting used to it, but I think that by my next Heat, a Souling should certainly be possible. I don't think I'd be ready by this Heat unfortunately. That will give us time to figure out if we want another kid though. Let's work with the clutch we have already." He reached a bit closer, and with an obvious hesitance, stroked the edge of the Soul with a single digit. His eyelights flickered, one of the lights turning black and not relighting until he broke contact with the dark Soul. "I will definitely need to work with your Soul more before we create a souling." He confirmed as he guided Black Hat's hand to put the Soul back.
Nodding Black Hat did as directed. His Soul was racing from the touch. "Y-yes, I would like that very much."
Smirking, Fell laughed. "I don't doubt it."
"Does it always feel so powerfully when someone touches your Soul?"
Fell's smirk fell as he stared at Black Hat astonished. "Well… yeah. Touching an active Mark is like an echo of the sensation, but Soul manipulation is the strongest feeling you can receive. Or at least for us monsters it is. I've never heard of anything stronger. Is this the first time you've had your Soul touched?"
Nodding Black Hat rubbed at his chest. "Yes… I've never let anyone before. It felt so… I would like you to touch it again some-sometime."
"Oh, I will be. Especially knowing you haven't had it touched before." Fell had pulled Black Hat into a hug again and breathed his promise huskily along their exposed neck.
Shivering Black Hat clung to Fell. "Swear to it. Swear you will even if it is to destroy it."
"I swear upon my bond to you, my mated, that I, Fell, will work and manipulate your Soul with all the power I can to bring you the truth of ultimate pleasure~ My lord~" He practically purred into Black Hat.
Shivering Black Hat hissed happily "Yesssss."
Slowly bearing Black Hat back down to the bed, Fell nibbled at his neck while whispering small promises of what he could or would do to the demon, slowly working them both up.
Tentacles sprang out wrapping around Fell and yanking him flush against Black Hat. "Are you wishing to be fucked into submission?"
"Unless you have a better idea." Fell teased with lidded sockets.
No, that sounds perfect~" Black Hat grinned nipping at bone.
Stradling Black Hat, Fell chuckled and guided the demon into a passionate kiss that quickly turned into a battle for dominance.
Growling into the kiss Black Hat ran his claws up and down Fell's back squeezing on his tailbone. A buzzing made him pause. "Damn my phone." A tentacle reached out snagging it out of his coat. Looking over Fell's shoulder to read the message Black Hat stiffened. "Flug says to increase the defenses. Sex time is over!" Sitting up Black Hat sat Fell to the side as he straightened his coat and top hat. "Back to work. Be cautious of dangers."
"Damn." Fell pushed himself up and moved quickly over to his closet and began pulling out his armor and buckling on the pieces. Occasionally he'd have to use magic to knock a particularly deep dent out before putting the piece on. "Who are we watching for?"
"Damn not him... Gaster apparently. He is such a bane in my existence." Black Hat rubbed at his monicul.
"I thought he was trapped in the void?" Fell asked as he secured bracers to his fore-arms.
"Apparently even the void is trying to get rid of him. Flug didn't say how, just that we need to be on guard for him."
"I'd like more information, but for now I'll do a quick patrol of the grounds and let Dementia know if I see her." With all his armor now equipped, he summoned his blood-red bone sword and stepped past Black Hat, tall and proud, an aura of danger and fierce protective force exuding from his magic and Soul.
"Damn your hot like this." Black Hat pulled Fell into a fierce kiss before disappearing into the wall. Traveling through the mansion and flipping security switches Black Hat turned on the traps and lasers for any intruder.
Passing through the kitchen on his way to the front door, Fell found 5.0.5. "Bear, I recommend that you stay in the lab. We are on increased security. Watch yourself. Have you seen the scaly?" He kept his words short and clipped, ending by treating Dementia to the latest degrading, insulting name he had picked for her. It fit too.
5.0.5 made a distressed noise before pulling out his mansion map that Fell had made for him so they could communicate easier. Pointing to Dementia's room in answer. 5.0.5 gave Fell a big hug before hurrying to the lab for safety.
Not able to escape the hug, Fell was forced to endure the fluffly embrace. Once he was released he made for the lizard woman's room. It had disproportionately huge wooden doors. They shouldn't have even fit in the house, but this was Black Hat's mansion and things rarely made sense. Raising a hand, he laid several poundings into the door to attempt to rouse his fellow field agent.
Demencia groaned. "Leave me alone!"
"Security is being increased. Black Hat's orders. We have possible hostiles inbound and we don't know their entry point. Get your ass moving." Fell snarled. He would do anything to protect his eggs and their nest. At this point, the mansion was nest ground zero.
Demencia threw a wrench she stole from the lab at the door. "Fuck off! I'm watching this rooms enter-y points. You can cover the rest."
Growling but not willing to waste his time on the irritable lizard, Fell turned and left, checking every door, window, and corner as he wove through the mansion. When things were done, he would wring her neck for this insolence.
Demencia huffed from where she sat propped up in her bed. She had sloppily done bandages all over her body. "Stupid Black Hat's mate. Stupid weak body. I wanna be out there!" Pouting, she huffed, grabbing at her comic book again. "At least I have you Ms. Dragon queen."
When Fell passed Flug and Sans's rooms, he stuck his head in, but there was no sign of either of them, nor were they in the lab. His paranoia spiked and he began triple checking every area he passed. If Gaster could escape then so could Spikes.
Groaning Flug stretched walking out of the bath back to the lab. Turning a corner he ran right into Fell barely missing his bone sword. "Fell!"
"There you are. I didn't see you or Sans in your room and after your message I was worried." he noticed that Flug was soaked and raised his brows. "You are worried about an attack and took a bath?"
"What message-oh shit! Yeah we figured it out. No Gasters coming over. We accidentally stole your dad's hand, but Sans kinda Dusted it. Your dad's pretty nice for a jerk." Flug smiled up to Fell.
"You spoke to my father? That old shit ain't Dust yet?" Fell was caught between surprised, annoyed, and pissed and didn't know which to pick.
"Yeah him and all the others are living fine in the void. We found out Sans's blasters live there when they aren't summoned and sent them a phone. Of course Sans's dad was an asshole, but everyone else seemed fine. If you or Red want to talk to him I can give you his number. I'm working on seeing if we can video chat with them, but right now they have call and text." Flug rambled not noticing Fell's irritation.
"Don't tell Red. He might try to go to the void just to finish what we started with Dad. Give me the number so if they call the mansion somehow, we can deal with them. " Even as he asked for it, a beep sounded in Flug's pocket.
Pulling out his phone Flug nodded along to Fell's demands. "Yeah he said you guys probably wouldn't want to talk to him. Oh my word! They sent a picture! Oh that one must be Blindy because of the tongue. I'm not sure who the other is, but I'm guessing it's Segoe because he really wanted to take pictures." Flug quickly texted back saying they looked amazing. "Oh um, this is his number. I made each of them phones earlier so this is Spikes's."
Fell took down the number while sneaking a peak at the picture. He barely kept from flinching at the sight of Blindy's weird tongue that somehow reached high enough to go through his eye sockets and was split at the tip. The other he verified instantly as Segoe. He'd kicked the drunk out of his sector often enough. "That's Segoe alright. Don't know the other one though."
Nodding Flug memorized the name to the face. "I hope they send more pictures. Maybe we can send them a cake later. Oh where is 5.0.5, he would love to bake a cake."
Fell snorted but relayed that 5.0.5. was taking shelter in the lab due to Flug's message.
"Oh yeah again sorry about that. Have you been patrolling this whole time? It's been hours since I sent it… I'm so sorry." Flug frowned looking to the floor. He had been so busy talking with the Gaster House crew that he forgot to tell Black Hat everything was fine.
"I have. Black Hat is pregnant with our clutch. I won't let anything happen to them. Please excuse me. I have to go let him know the danger is passed." Fell turned to leave and dismissed his sword as he sent out a text to his mate. All this because Flug found some new chat buddies who were some of the worst people he knew, including his dad. They'd better not come back.
Frowning Flug went to the lab walking 5.0.5 back to the kitchen, making sure that he apologized and asked if he wanted to bake sweets with him. 5.0.5 readily agreed with a happy noise and clapping.
Stepping back into his room, Fell was ready to collapse from the stress but forced himself to painstakingly take off each piece of his armor and put it all away before slumping into the chair at his desk.
Rumbling Black Hat's arms formed from the chair arms and the rest of him followed with transforming from the desk chair. Wrapping his arms around Fell he carried him to Fell's bed collapsing with Fell on top of him. "I apologize for stopping earlier for a false alarm."
"It is fine. I wouldn't have been able to focus if we hadn't. Your safety and the clutch are my top priority." He was quick to assure Black Hat.
His cheeks shone a hint of red. "I'm able to protect them…"
Fell snorted. "I know that. Doesn't mean I can ignore my instincts. I am literally incapable of not protecting you, this mansion, and those eggs until such time as they hatch."
"I'm glad to know they have such a caring father… You are so much better than the last. I love-love you so much." Black Hat held Fell tight. Once he had finished turning on all the traps and lasers, the fear of Gaster returning and coming for his clutch struck deep inside him. Knowing Fell cared and wished to protect him and their eggs was such a relief.
Cuddling close to his demon, Fell absently stroked his head, shoulders, and arms in what he hoped was a calming manner, and hummed positively.
Purring Black Hat nuzzled closer into Fell. "You are so very good. You please me very well." Little mouths formed purring and kissing at his mates bones.
Suppressing a very non-villainous giggle, Fell pushed lightly at Black Hat, failing miserably at hiding his grin. "You're just saying that." He laughed good naturedly. "Have you fed the eggs today?"
Shaking his head Black Hat peeked up to Fell. "You need to feed them. The Lust brothers said that you need to feed them as much or more than me. I want them to respect you and follow your say."
"Very well, relax for me then and pull your jacket out of the way." He picked at the buttons petulously that hid the demon's torso from him, eyes already trained on the faint bump that protruded from his mate and was the current home to his eggs.
Tugging off the jacket Black Hat turned his baby bump transparent to look at the eggs. "There you go love."
Fell relaxed even more just looking at the eggs and couldn't stop the gentle smile that took over his face. Relaxing and letting his magic envelope his hand, Fell carefully thinned out the deadly red substance until it was nearly transparent and let it gravitate to Black Hat's abdomen. It easily bled through and slowly the eggs took it in. The process was exhausting, but completely worth it as the eggs incrementally grew with every passing minute. It took over an hour for them to take in the full amount that Fell could provide and would have taken more if he hadn't nearly collapsed from fatigue.
The stress of finding out his father could be communicated with, Gaster could possibly launch an attack on the house, and separating and thinning his magic into something so gentle was all levying a high tax on his body. He let his hand drop only seconds before the rest of his body followed, landing heavily in the duvet that covered his bed. It wasn't as soft as the satin that covered Black Hat's, but he liked the coarse material that smelled faintly of burned cypress and coal. It was familiar.
Purring Black Hat nuzzled Fell. "I think they like your magic… Are you tired? You seem… fatigued?" Frowning Black Hat ran a gentle claw along the faint bags under Fell's sockets.
Blinking forcefully and taking a deep and unnecessary breath, Fell pushed himself upright once more and forced a smile that was more of a pained grimace than anything onto his face. "I am more than capable sir. You have nothing to worry about."
"What is bothering you? I'm strong enough to protect us. Weakness while we are alone together is okay." Black Hat tilted Fell's head in his claws trying to see the problem inside him.
Smiling and losing the fight to keep his eyes open, Fell shook his head. "I'm fine, my master. I swear I will be strong enough for both of us. Nobody is going to get to those eggs or you. Don't worry about me." Fell pushed himself up, swaying for a moment like a young willow blown in the heavy wind before he ambled over to the coffee pot in the corner of his room and downed half of it straight off the burner before putting it back. When he turned back around he looked completely awake, even if the dark shadows around his sockets didn't fade in the slightest. "Just needed my coffee is all. See good as new." His voice was back to its grating boom and the slight slouch he had was gone, replaced by his usual swagger.
Fell's determination to protect him and the eggs warmed his blacked Soul. Smirking Black Hat shook his head crooking a claw at him. "Come here. I wish to hold you and enjoy the warmth of your magic and our eggs. Have you thought of any names? They will be laid in a few weeks." He placed a claw over the transparent skin. "It's been so long since my last clutch…"
Moving to sit as directed, Fell shook his head. "I haven't the slightest clue as to what we should name them. We don't even know if they are going to take after you or me. Maybe we should wait until they hatch to name them?" Now that it was getting closer and Black Hat had pointed out the looming lay-date, Fell found himself nervous about being a father and wondered if he was really ready.
Nodding Black Hat nuzzled into Fell latching onto him with his tentacles. "Yes, it is a great toss up on who they will look like. However, I would like to name them after your family since demon is quite difficult to pronounce."
"After my family? There is only myself and Red. We never really knew our mother. Hell, I don't even know the bitch's name." He couldn't meet Black Hat's eyes. He knew the demon had done much worse than anything his own parents had ever tried, but he was tired of the pitying stares he always got from the other sectors. His phone felt heavy in his pocket with the knowledge that his father's number was now logged in it. "I could ask around and see if there is anybody from the Underground who knows good monster names if you want?" He looked for any way out of this unforeseen predicament he had suddenly found himself mired in.
Shaking his head Black Hat gently ran a claw along Fell's skull and spine. "No, it is fine. What if we ask Red? Truly I wonder if he has any names or even feelings towards our eggs. I don't believe he likes me. Is it because we are not married or that I didn't ask for his permission before claiming you? He is the older brother is he not?" Humming in thought Black Hat left small kisses along Fell's skull.
"A common misconception sir. Red is actually the younger of us by a few months. As for whether he likes you or not, I wouldn't worry too much. He doesn't like anybody to my knowledge. He only stands me because we are related and he wouldn't get any money for his drinking elsewise without having to work. He is in a strange situation, so I don't mind giving him the money to blow." Fell's gaze drifted farther away and darkened sadly as he spoke of his brother before snapping back into focus. "As for asking him for names, he'd soon as give you the names of his favorite drinks for naming the kids, and I won't have that."
Laughing Black Hat grinned "I see. Well what about them taking your last name? Or shall I just give up on trying to get a name from you for now? I'm fine with naming them later I just want something right now. I detest doing things at the last minute. My spur of the moment thinking isn't very great."
Fell grimaced. He had never told Black Hat his last name. "I suppose they could, if you really want them to sir…" He purposefully looked at every corner of the room that was away from his lover. Why didn't I see this coming up before? He snarled at himself within his mind, not realizing he was broadcasting as he searched for a way to calm his boss when he found out the grisly truth.
Tilting his head at the projection Black Hat asked "What is wrong with your last name? Do you not like it? We don't have to use it…"
"I don't particularly care one way or another about my surname. I'm just worried about the effect it would have on you and in turn, our offspring." Fell pushed himself to his feet and walked back over to his desk where he rifled through several papers and notebooks before lifting one that looked much older. "This was my father's last published book before Red and I got rid of him. Almost every trace of him was erased from time and memory. That book, along with a few others and the memories that Red and I have are all that remains...or remained." He handed it over for inspection.
The book seemed rather plain, wrapped in rough, brown, dirty leather. The tidy scrawl inside was written as if in a journal or a set of notes. Only just ledgeble was a name stamped into the binding and the bottom of the front cover; SPIKES GASTER.
Tilting his head confused as he was handed the book. "I don't understand your father is erased? It sounds almost like…" Black Hat cut himself off as he glanced down spotting the name of Fell's father. The book fell to the floor as his tentacles raised shaking at the threatening name and his formed mouths knashed and hissed at the book. Black Hat himself froze staring at the book his black skin turning almost a dusty gray. "That can't be." He croaked out.
Kneeling to retrieve the fallen book, Fell said nothing. Upon standing, he leaned back against one wall, glaring with confusion at the book while tracing the stenciled, imprinted name. Why was his family so fucked up? It was several minutes before he uttered a reply. "But it is."
Shaking his head Black Hat took a few sharp breathes as he clutched his belly protectively. "N-no. No, that isn't him. Not truly. The name is wrong. It must be someone different than who I'm thinking of. Not the true Gaster. No." Black Hat sighed.
Fell interrupted before Black Hat disappeared too far down the rabbit hole he was digging himself. "You were with Sans's father, WingDings Gaster. We are all related, albeit, distantly. At one time there were supposedly more of us. Skeletons beyond our line. Sans's mother was the last to not be of the Gaster line to my knowledge. If we would have stayed in the Underground, we would have eventually had to start either inbreeding or hooking up with other species of monsters." Fell shrugged before setting the book back on his desk and staring at the floor, not certain he wanted to see how his mate was taking the news. What emotions he could faintly pick up were not encouraging. "Either way though, we are all part of the same line. We are all Gasters at the end of the day."
Breathing deeply as Fell explained his heritage, he slowly calmed his racing Soul. At Fell's end Black Hat growled standing and stomping over grabbing Fell's jaw and yanking it down so their eyes met. Growling Black Hat made sure there was no room for argument as he spoke, "No, you are a Μαύρος Καπέλο. You are not a Gaster."
(Black Hat in Greek.)
Laying a calm but firm hand over his mate's lean, black, fleshy arm, Fell carefully pulled it away from his mandible before putting it back in place. The rough yank had dislocated it and was rather uncomfortable. "I appreciate the sentiment sir, but you can't change my lineage, nor my past. I'm not proud of what was done to me, but I am proud of what I have become and who I am because of it. There are many things I wish I could change, but if I did, I wouldn't be the monster you see before you now. My father, his cousins, your previous lover, they all had a part to play and without them, I wouldn't exist. I'm fine with my lot in life. After all, I have a powerful mate, five wonderful eggs on the way, a large and diverse oddball family, and am on the Surface of all places. What more can a monster like me ask for?" He gently stroked the side of Black Hat's face, hoping the demon could understand his contentment with his lot in life.
Looking away Black Hat sighed, "So you do not want my name?" He felt dejected that his proposal or demand of Fell being his went so badly, but would accept it if Fell truly wanted to keep up his lineage.
Using his height as leverage, Fell spun Black Hat, quickly switching their positions so Black Hat's back was to the wall with Fell standing over him. In the same motion, he dove in and kissed his lover solidly on the mouth, pushing past lips and fangs with his tongue until he felt he should give the demon some air, for the eggs' sake. "I would love nothing more than to take your name as my own. I won't forget my past, but perhaps it is time to let the name go." He met the lone, burning red eye with his own two as he spoke, never glancing away.
Panting lightly Black Hat gave a small nod a mouth on his chest coughing before gagging and spitting out a gold ring. Blushing Black Hat quickly rubbed it on his coat to rid it of the acidic saliva before holding it out. "Will you become mine forever? Become a Μαύρος Καπέλο?"
Grinning like a crazy skeleton, Fell accepted the ring onto his finger. "I may not be able to pronounce it, but I certainly will be yours forever, until long after the stars stop shining." Fell promised.
Grinning showing all his teeth Black Hat pulled Fell down into more kisses. "It is simple to pronounce once it's been translated," he teased, "Μαύρος Καπέλο translates into Black Hat. Demon is very close to Greek when we finally settled we just used Greek instead. Over the years I settled on an English translation. You are a Black Hat."
"Hmmm, Fell Black Hat, sounds strange, but it could grow on me." Fell tried out the name and something about it just clicked in his Soul. It felt so right. "I like it."
"I'm glad. I like how it sounds. Confirms that you are mine, forever mine." Black Hat purred happily his mouths making pleased sounds and testing the name on their tongues as well. Rumbles of "Fell Black Hat~" quickly filled the room.
"Hmm" Fell smiled and pet Black Hat's head, adoration written across his face. "You've had a stressful day. Why don't we lay down for a while. For the eggs sake." He tacked on the last be before his mate could object or hit on the fact that Fell himself obviously needed the rest more.
Clinging onto Fell he nuzzled closer into his chest much like a cat would. "I'm okay with that."
"Good." Sweeping up the demon in a bridal hold, Fell took them both over to his bed and laid them down, keeping his mate and eggs as close as he could. He couldn't be apart from them right now and wouldn't let them go for anything.
Giving a small pleased sigh Black Hat murmured, "I love you my darling mate. You will make a great father."
Humming, Fell already was slipping into a doze wrapped around his lover. His breathing slowing and his Soul glowing brightly under his black t-shirt.
Humming softly Black Hat ran his claws in gentle circles over his ribs. "Such a good mate. Rest well."