Heart-To-Heart (Mettaton EX x Male!Reader)

(Y/n) tightened his arms around metal-man's body, sitting on the sofa in the living room of the home he shared with his boyfriend of about one year, Mettaton. He was in the robot's lap, the metal arms wrapped around his (human/monster)'s waist and his face buried in the nape of his neck, placing small kisses on the sensitive flesh. He was currently trying to get the (blonde, brunette, ect.) "in the mood". Ever since their first year anniversary, his attempts at bedding his partner rose tremendously. He wouldn't push the boy to the point of discomfort, but he still made it apparent as to what he wanted from him.

The (nationality) boy admired the fact that he still respected his boundaries, but it still unnerved him a bit. He loved him and would do anything for the faithful robot, but he felt such activities should be put aside until after marriage. (Y/n) was also extremely grateful that he didn't express his desires in forms of speaking, that would only make his seductive advances awkward. The (human/monster) sighed in frustration, if he didn't tell him of his want to wait until marriage, he would still press. That would be bad, the (blonde, brunette, ect.) didn't want to hurt him with rejection, but he didn't want to welcome the act, either. (y the fok mew always lion)

"You are so tense, what troubles you?" (Y/n) had a tendency to express his feelings through body language and the celebrity knew a little too much about that topic, so it didn't make anything easier for the (human/monster). "Nothing, Metta..." The raven lifted his metal head from the (human/monster)'s neck and manoeuvred himself so that his visible eye locked into his (e/c) ones. He pulled a stray lock of (h/c) hair behind his ear, his eye boring into his lover's soul. "Darling, why are you lying to me?" The smaller of the two looked down, not being able to handle his gaze. He lifted the (blonde, brunette, ect.) chin up with two slender fingers, not rough but not soft.

It was his way of silently demanding the truth. "Now, what is troubling you, tell me the truth, love." (Y/n) didn't have much of a choice, so the (nationality) male looked down at his legs as they straddled the celebrity's hips. "I-I want to wait until we're married." He muttered shyly, taking the EX form of the robot by surprise, was he really concerned about his advances so much to the point where they were irritating-unwelcome even? He would never force himself onto the (blonde, brunette, ect.), he loved him too much. The (human/monster) quickly added more to his confession to make it less random when he failed to respond.

"It's just, well, it's the closest I will ever get to someone in a single action. I love you and I know you would never hurt me, I just-" Mettaton cut the (human/monster) off with a soft kiss. "That's fine, (Y/n). I'm not worried at all, I did and will respect what you want, darling." The boy giggled childishly before leaning into the robot's embrace. "I love you, Metta." The (nationality) male said after he smiled, nuzzling his face into the metal-man's neck. "I love you more, (nickname)."