Bow down to your king (Undertale AU's story)

I hate you 🌶/ 🍋?

The both of you are sitting for more than 20 minutes like that, you cant even calm down after he tried to bring you in heat. You cant bring yourself to stand up or say anything, not even as you notice, that he start again to run his hand over your thigh.

You swallow as his hand slowly slide to your inner thigh and now you look at him with a hateful look. You want to ram your ice magic straight into his stupid skull -or better- straight into his cold soul.

Vito just grin and continue sliding his hand slowly down your thigh to your center (*ᵏⁱᵗ: ⁱ ᵍᵘᵉˢˢ ʸᵃ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ʷʰᵃᵗ ⁱ ᵐᵉᵃⁿ*). Just as you want to use your magic to hit him you feel the familiar weight on your soul.

But this time its not like before. Its gentle and not that aggressive like the other times...its warm and inviting. But his heat...is clearly noticeable.

You hiss and blush as he run one of his fingers over your center, you grumble at him ,,I hate you" as you say that he grin wide and pull you even closer to him ,,I said spare your voice, dollface" while he speak he slowly push his finger into you.

You gasp, clearly having trouble not to moan but when he run his tongue over your neck again, you cant hold yourself back and moan a bit loudly.

You press yourself against him but partly unintentionally. You moan even louder as he start biting your neck ,,ah~ M-mr. Vito...s-stop..." you blush hard but you dont want to admit to yourself that you like it.

Vito notice that you like it and continue, he push his finger even deeper into you. He leans over your ear ,,Do ya like it, doll?" he grin wide as he notice that you are blushing more but you stay silent.

He continue biting your neck you just let him even if you dont know if you should like or hate it. You moan again as he push his finger deeper and look ashamedat the floor, at while he is running his other hand a little bit over your breasts.

You notice how slowly your heat start as he start massaging your breasts a bit roughly. Your soul try again to escape his magic...but as he bite your neck along your shoulder it seems like he stopped struggling and just accept that what seem to happen.

You moan as he take his finger out of your center. Vito grin cunningly and knowingly ,,Looks like you've never been particularly touched there, right?" You swallow hard as his hand slide to your throat ,,I-I don't want this...M-mr. Vito...please s-stop" he smirks and start playing with your throat ,,I bet ya would like it if Nightmare would be on my place, dont ya?"

You stay silent for a few moments, you wont admire the king longer after he gave Vito to care about you...but...it is true? Would you really like it, if the king was there and not Vito? You just say nothing until Vito speak again ,,He told me a few things about ya, how you beg for him to stay. Ya know dollface, he don't want someone like you on his side. He dont need someone like you on his side"

His magic around your soul becomes softer until its completely gone but...you stay on his lap. Vito scrutinize you with his malicious grin. He watch you silently, waiting for you to say something...he want to hear you, the desperation in your voice which fuels your fear of being thrown away by the king...like a toy.

But...you are a toy...aren't you? You look at Vito with a hurt look, but than away again. He smirks a bit barkly ,,What is it dollface? Dont ya wanna run away?" you sigh but shake your head. He grin wide and slide his hands over your curves ,,Dont worry doll, I don't wanna harm ya, Im a good guy if you let me"

You stay silent with the floor-look. He sigh and and sits you down from his lap next to him on your bed ,,Look doll, he don't like ya the way you like him. I have to take care of ya, so dont be a burden, got it?" You just nod but say nothing.

Vito stand up with his grin ,,I let ya alone now dollface" he leave your room and close gently the door, you listen to his footprints a few seconds before you start shaking.

You don't know why your body start shaking...maybe its fear, maybe anger or the knowledge that there is nothing you can do.