Asriel x Reader (lemon)

Chapter 2: Dirty Flower

Asriel pulled away and stretched. You blushed and looked away. He noticed this and looked a bit concerned. "What's wrong?" He asked. You shrugged and looked at the ground. "I- I really like you..." You eventually managed to say. He stayed silent, and you dared not look up. He stepped close to you, taking one of your hands in his paw and lifted your chin, staring straight into your eyes for a long moment. He leaned foreward and softly kissed you. You blushed more, kissing back as your eyes slowly closed. After awhile, he pulled away, and you noticed a weird glint in his eyes. "A-Asriel?" you said, slightly concerned. His only response was a soft growl as he slipped his paws up your shirt, playing with your boobs and grinding against you, the bulge in his pants becoming more obvious as he started licking and sucking that sweet spot on your neck. You relax, moaning as you let him take you. "ngh... someone's a bit excited~" you mutter quietly as he blushes. You reach down and gently slip your hand into his pants, grasping his rather large dick firmly as he gasped and whimpered at the sudden attention, his cock throbbing and dripping. Begging you for more. Slowly you pull his shorts down, exposing his cock to the air. You ever so lightly lick the tip, sending shivers through his body as he tried to thrust into your mouth. "A-ah...(y/n)..." he mumbled as his eyes fluttered shut. Slowly you deepthroat him, covering as much of his dick that can fit in your mouth in warm, wet saliva. You squeezed hard and began quickly jerking him off, forcing grunts and moans of pure pleasure out of him as he strugled to stand. "(y-y/n).... I'm c-clo- AH!!!", he cried out as, with a final hard suck, he released all of his thick and creamy load into your waiting throat. You gulped it all and slowly rose to your feet once more. He pounced on you, his dick somehow harder than it was before as he bit and tore your clothes off, positioning his cock at your entrance as you lay in the bed of golden flowers. "y-you ready, (y/n)? here it comes..."