OLD VERSION
The air blew hard with an ice cool breeze, shaking the leaves on the trees around. The once bright color of the underground has gone dark as night fell along the town of snowdin. Barley was any person or monster walking out in the blizzard, only those who could fight against the cold could even step a foot out. One such man stood no chance.
Grillby was cleaning off the tables within his bar, humming softly to himself. He decided just to stay there for the time, until the storm eased up and he could go back outside again. His purple flames burned brightly, lightly the area around him. His usually neat clothing was now wrinkled with the rush of people coming in to escape the cold. He could feel a sigh fall out of his lips as the door bell rang, signaling that a newcomer has arrived. But when he looked up towards the door, he found a familiar face.
CJ stood by the door, quickly closing it as to not let any snow within the building. Their dark bluish purple skin was covered with frost. If they weren't standing and walking, people could mistake them for being dead. But grillby could tell that they were fine with how their wings and tail swayed and wag. He never understood how they could deal with such weather, especially since they didn't have fur, but there are a lot of things that don't make sense with CJ.
They sighed, scrapping off some of the frost off their skin. "Fuckin' storm is a bitch right now. Might as well be a popsicle by now." Their voice was...interesting to say the least. It was deep yet soft at the same time. it almost sounded like multiple people speaking at once, if you listened close enough. But it never bothered grillby, in fact it was the opposite. CJ had been a good friend to him for years...but over time, grillby's feeling began to grow for them.
He knew that CJ didn't really understand attraction , romantic attraction that is. They kept getting confused with the difference between friendship and romance, even with CJ having a ex. But even then, grillby couldn't stop how he felt about them... neighs could he stop his body from reacting to them.
While grillby didn't want to admit it, he was definitely sexually attracted to CJ. It was hard not to when they had those gorgeous hips and thighs....how soft their chest looked...how hard he wanted to grab their horns and slam their lips onto his-... you get the picture.
And it felt like CJ was teasing him, always wearing tube tops and booty shorts whenever they came to his establishment. But grillby didn't want to assume intent...until CJ showed him their intent. One day, they pulled him by the tie until their lips almost touched his...before walking away with a grin on their face.
Even since then, grillby has been trying to get any alone time with CJ which proven to be a bitch. If it wasn't one of those sans copies it was his sans or other customers getting in the way. But not now, they were alone now together....he could thank whatever god there was for that.
Grillby was pulled from his mind as CJ poked his hard slight, causing a little sting from their claws to emerge. "You good? You've been staring at me for like....a minute." Their words fell on death ears as grillby couldn't help but to stare at their lips and how soft they were. Their long bottom tusks shooting out, shining golden into the room. He just needed a taste...just one taste.
Next thing he knew, he was kissing them. Their lips felt so much softer than they looks, pulling him in deeper into the deeper shallows. He could feel CJ softly gasped against his lips, but softly easing into it as well; wrapping their arms around him. The cold seemed to disappear as the two kissed, wrapped in each others arms.
After a while, grillby pulled away from the kiss while panting slightly. If he could take a picture with his mind, we would. CJ looked almost in a daze, panting as well. Their face was lit with blush, bringing a dark purple color to the mix. CJ rested their head on grillby's chest, smiling while purring softly.
Grillby chuckled, reaching a hand up to pet them on the head. Which caused them to purr more, filling the building with a lovely noise.
Well that's one way to heat up-
