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The smell of Spade’s shampoo wafted through his room softly, the door to the elusive personal bathroom still open. Asgore sighed as he sat down on the bed, feeling weight on his shoulders that physically wasn’t there. Spade watched him collapse into the sheets completely from the bathroom’s door frame, “Rough day?”“Oh, no, the shop was quiet, it was just…” Asgore tried to gather his thoughts as he watched the door behind Spade disappear into the wall as he approached the bed, “... Well, you know how I’ve been watering the flowers we brought to the castle?”“With those dusty old tools…” Spade remarked as he eyed the watering can in the corner of the room, beat up and adorned with suit symbols not from his generation.“Well I, er… stumbled into a meeting I shouldn’t have…” Asgore explained as Spade sat down.“You don’t say!” Spade perked up.“I promised I wouldn’t share what I heard…” Asgore put a hand to his heart, though Spade didn’t seem any less intrigued. He didn’t get the hint, so Asgore eventually frowned, “... especially to you…”“Oh, boo.” Spade’s demanding gaze turned away from Asgore.“But they said, uhm…” Asgore began to twiddle his thumbs in nervous thought, but Spade interrupted.“Wait, let me guess, it was the rookie again, wasn’t it?” he scoffed, not seeing Asgore’s expression turning sadder, “Clubs loves mingling with those less strictly-governed states and provinces…”“They said something about me not staying here for much longer.” Asgore clarified. Though he interrupted Spade, Asgore got no real reply back from him as he sat, still faced away. “... Going back from whence I came, and all that…” Asgore continued quietly.After a beat too long, Spade just barely turned his head towards Asgore, trying to mask a terrified tone with a demanding one, “... And… you…?”“Well I haven’t exactly been in a stellar mood since.” Asgore looked away as he started to pick at his right hand, though Spade let out a quiet sigh of relief.“Don’t let those heathens bring you down.” he smiled at Asgore, “You know I wouldn’t let a soul here lay a hand on you.”“It’s…” Asgore tried to smile, but sighed, “... hard to believe that, sometimes…”“That I’ll protect you?” Spade asked.“That you CARE, that…” Asgore’s hand momentarily and lazily grasped at the air as he looked for the right words, only to sigh again and bring it into a facepalm. “... nevermind… forget it, it’s stupid…” he dismissed as he rubbed his eyes.Spade’s face turned to a look of worry, “Asgore…?”“A lot of silly things have been going through my head recently!” he tried to laugh off.“So it seems…” Spade let out another brisk sigh as he thought about Asgore’s position here. In this world, and in this court. In Spade’s domain. “... You don’t feel very secure here, do you?” he sadly concluded.“Don’t fret over me, please…” Asgore pet Spade’s arm for a moment, before he chuckled, “I don’t really feel secure anywhere anymore.”“That’s…” Spade hesitated. His eyes turned sadder still, imagining how much easier things would be for Asgore if he didn’t have to live here. He eventually asked, genuinely, “... Not even if you were by yourself?”Asgore laughed again, “Golly! Least of all by myself!”“Bwuh- What?!” Spade staggered, looking at Asgore with wide confused eyes.“Well, you know what I’m like.” Asgore shrugged, and a hundred words sprang to Spade’s mind. Thoughtful, funny, handsome, tasty…He choked on his own spit before a single compliment escaped his mouth. “... With finances…?” he assumed eventually.“With my own thoughts…” Asgore mumbled decently quietly, but Spade clearly heard him, gawking at him bewilderedly again. “I just don’t enjoy being alone, is all.” he tried to clarify, but Spade looked away.“You’re literally insecure…” they both turned away from each other, but Asgore didn’t argue. “... I’d almost forgotten…”“It’s not something to dwell on.” Asgore tried to assure, as a few more moments of conflicted silence ticked by.Spade eventually moved his hand to Asgore’s, “I love you.” He said it quietly, and Asgore smiled for a moment, but it wasn’t all there. His expression turned back into a tired frown, as he looked away from Spade again. The monarch smiled slightly, “I’m at least glad you’re being honest.” He looked away as well, “No more of that false smile and habit of pretending.”“It’s hard to lie to you.” Asgore almost chuckled, “And… it’s nice to have a place where… hahah, I’m allowed to be a bit of a mess sometimes.”“You’re my favourite mess.” Spade mused. It was almost hyperbole, and maybe not the best phrasing of the thought, but as he looked back at Asgore he was almost surprised to see him smiling again. A more relaxed and heartfelt smile, like those words meant more to him than real assurances did.Spade cleared his throat and looked away as he resolved to finally ask, “... Have you ever thought…” he paused nervously, then looked down at Asgore and almost backpedalled, “I mean, it’s just a suggestion, but…” He looked away again while Asgore’s gaze only turned more confused, what with Spade acting suddenly shy. When his eyes landed back on Asgore, he tried to mask how unsure of himself he was as he continued, “... Have you ever considered maybe using that insecurity as, well… something of a foreplay?”“What?”“Nevermind.” he shut himself up quickly and turned away again, taking his hand back for good measure, too.Asgore lifted himself onto his elbows, “... No, really, I just barely heard what you said, what…”“If you hadn’t thought about it before, I don’t want to be the one putting ideas in your head or words in your mouth.” Spade decisively clasped his hands together in his lap as his head stayed turned away from Asgore, staring at the floor. “... especially since it could make things worse.” the crown on his head felt heavier for a moment.“... But you meant… with sex, right?” Asgore asked a bit awkwardly as he sat up, and Spade confirmed, though still avoided proper eye contact. Asgore suspected the whole ‘tying you up helps me get off’ thing wasn’t just a one-off, and maybe had deeper roots, but how would Asgore’s insecurity come into play there? Was he suggesting something more extreme? Something more personal? Or something just plain cruel? Among those thoughts some piece of it all made Asgore squeamish, and he eventually sighed, “... I don’t know how I’d… I mean, Toriel and I never really-”“Ugh, what?!” Spade finally turned his head.“We weren’t really the types to experiment much, so-” Asgore’s shrug was interrupted.Spade practically screamed, “What is WITH YOU and talking about your EX, EVERY SINGLE TIME I-?!” His face was contorted into a nasty, furious frown, before he stopped himself. Asgore had withdrawn somewhat, half out of guilt and half out of fear, and Spade eventually just sighed, a more unassuming frown taking hold. “... Nevermind. Again.” he half-crossed his arms as he leaned his head on one hand, “I won’t make your day any worse…”As Spade started feeling guilty about his rage having consequences, the lightner felt guilty about bringing up his ex. Again. “... Even if I deserve it?” Asgore eventually asked.That tasty admission of fault and the phrasing of it sparked another excited little thought in Spade’s head that he crushed as soon as he identified it. He regained his composure and ignored his sadistic tendencies, “No, you don’t deserve it.” his tone was apologetic, even as he didn’t utter a sorry, “You aren’t as bad as your inner voice must make you sound…”He pulled Asgore into a half-hug and caressed his shoulder gently. They were turned in opposite directions, one of Asgore's hands wrapped around Spade's torso while the other landed on the sheets. Their heads leaned together slightly, even as neither uttered a word.Any tension was gone almost immediately and, to Asgore, the considerate and sweet gesture felt… unusual. There was no reason for it to, he always appreciated Spade's little niceties and the shows of his real intentions but now… Asgore found himself feeling disappointed. Something was just off about this otherwise comforting hug. Did he not want to be comforted? No, the opposite… By wayward thought and begrudging association, Asgore remembered how things used to be with Toriel, too.Whenever he'd have a rough day, she'd put him first, making sure he's alright, and those fond memories of her thoughtfully and carefully being there for him whenever he felt down slowly eroded into a sour new context. He would do the same for her, unquestioningly, nothing was off the table if she wasn't feeling well, but… she didn't need him the way he needed her. Something finally clicked in place for him and his eyes widened as he realised - he depended on her. The support, the love, the affection… When left to his own devices, he could hardly talk himself out of crying over spilled milk - how exhausting must it have been for her to have her own worries, and then need to fret over his too, lest he fall apart and make an even bigger mess.… And how tragic it was that Spade seemed to be starting the same cycle.Taking his head back to look at Spade, Asgore saw him staring out into nothing in particular, dejected but finding it in himself to not cause further issues with another outburst. He was putting Asgore's feelings first instead of his petty anger, isn't that a good thing? … But he was walking on eggshells. Waiting for this angst of Asgore's to pass so he can say what he really wants to… unless it never passes. A problem and a poison so deeply rooted even the kindest patience and care can't outlive it. Is there even an alternative?Would you rather that he yell at you again? A wayward thought went through Asgore's head, and didn't leave, like a threat. If Spade was reckless, it would just reinforce the unproductive thoughts Asgore had about his self worth, wouldn't it? Doesn't it feel nice to be right? The thought changed. Wouldn't it be nice if he just said what you already knew about yourself - like he used to?Physically having to shake the thought out of his head, Asgore moved his hand off of Spade and onto the bed as well, looking at the sheets closely and oddly mindfully. "... Are you alright?" Spade cautiously asked as he took his hand back as well, "You're being awfully quiet…""I'm… alright, yes…" Asgore scratched his head again, somehow finding himself dreading another warm and comforting embrace. He couldn't TELL Spade that, it'd only guarantee it'd happen, so not quite thinking hard enough and hoping to pry Spade's old vitriol out of him, he cleared his throat, "... Just… thinking about Toriel…"Spade visibly did a double take, "What??""Well… you know…" Asgore shrugged as he looked at Spade, not quite sure how to make a lie like that convincing, but Spade’s face scrunched up into bitter disappointment like clockwork."Oh, you have GOT to be kidding me…" he turned away from Asgore and pinched the bridge of his nose, but in his voice, there was a hint of sadness and betrayal. Regretting his short-sightedness near instantly, Asgore leaned forward, about to try and console and take it back before Spade turned around furious. "Do you EVER think about ANYTHING else but THAT WOMAN?!" he nearly spat as his face was an inch away from Asgore’s."I-I mean…" Asgore staggered, the fear that pulsed in his veins evolving but not quite bad enough of a punishment for what he did, "... depends on the context?""Augh, YOU-" Spade grimaced as he held back obscenities, instead grabbing Asgore by his collar and pinning him onto the bed with a grunt, "YOU SELFISH, GREEDY LI…" Rage turned to shock as Spade noticed a strange little smile on Asgore’s face.In the sudden pause, Asgore looked away for a moment, unreasonably excited by a new idea, then looked back at Spade with an even wider smile, "... Lightner?""... Are you ENJOYING this??" Spade yelled in disbelief, before it turned into genuine, almost hopeful curiosity, "Are you… TRYING to egg me on?""Er, well… yeap…" Asgore quietly admitted as he looked away, both glad and embarrassed he was caught so quickly."You weren't REALLY thinking about your ex at all, were you?" Spade visibly relaxed and his grip on Asgore softened considerably."Well, I… sort of was, but not… positively…" Asgore’s expression turned guilty again, and Spade took his hands off of his partner and set them down on the bed either side of him, looming over him, "… thinking about how I got dependent on her unconditional support, and… how I didn't want to repeat that with you…"Spade looked away for a moment as he thought, "... So, instead of unconditional support…" He grinned like a madman as he faced Asgore again, "You want me to berate you?" His tone was both playful and serious, withdrawn and demanding, and it caused another whirlwind inside Asgore. Is THIS what he meant? Was this even normal to crave? Without waiting for an answer, Spade laughed and grabbed Asgore by the collar again, "You know, you could've just asked…" He pulled him up and brought his teeth to right beside Asgore's neck, before his voice dropped into a low, threatening tone, "... lightner."Biting down into him, Asgore predictably yelled, but didn’t struggle back, save for his hands involuntarily moving to gripping Spade’s arms. As his breaths turned shallow Asgore only thought about how much softer Spade’s bites usually are, before being thrown back down onto the bed, his horns grazing the bedframe as his head landed on the pillows.“You selfish, greedy little bitch…” Spade said with a terrifyingly unflinching and wide grin, then grabbed Asgore’s collar again and brought his own head down low to Asgore’s, “You think you can taunt me? Try to manipulate me for your own gain without CONSEQUENCE?”He bit down onto his neck again, his teeth actually piercing skin this time, before he pulled his teeth back and licked the wound instead. He then roughly kissed Asgore’s neck, then licked it again, then bit again, then kissed it again, never letting up and never letting Asgore catch his breath as he was nearly being eaten alive, holding onto Spade desperately.“Just a little lower…” Asgore pleaded as he ran his hands down Spade’s body and tried to push his hips down onto his own.Spade only laughed as he pulled away from him completely, “I thought you were tired!”“I…” Asgore paused, focusing on the blooming feeling in his chest and the undeniable boner in his pants, “... not anymore!”Spade laughed, loud and proud, “You slut!” He sat down onto the bed and pulled Asgore by his (considerably stretched) collar onto his lap, then wrapped his hands around his hips as he asked more calmly, "... Do you know your safewords?"Asgore blinked at the sudden shift in tone, "Safe… what?"Spade chuckled before he explained, "If you want me to stop at any point, for any reason, you just use your safeword.” He tilted his head, almost cutely, “Understand?""A-alright…" Asgore put his hands on Spade’s shoulders "I'll say ‘safeword’ if you cross a line…""Th-that's not…" Spade staggered, before snorting, "Ahahah, alright, "safeword" can be our safeword." He kept laughing to himself, and Asgore didn’t quite know why, before he realised Spade was taking his hands off of himself."Whu- OH!" he exclaimed as he was pushed back down onto the bed, one of Spade’s hands on his chest while the other held his hands together and above his head.“You’re so easy to push around…” Spade growled as one of his legs moved to sit between Asgore’s. His hands kept him restrained as he gleefully continued, "Do you know how long I've waited for this?” He moved a hand off of his chest and onto his horn, keeping his head in place as he lowered his own down again, “A tasty morsel of scum like you, just dropping onto my lap and practically begging me to eviscerate your worthless body for kicks?"“God, Spade, what’s wrong with you?” Asgore lightly shook his head at the phrasing, before he realised he was right. “Golly, what’s wrong with ME?” Asgore yelled, and Spade laughed again."A lightner as stupid as you doesn't come around these parts so often, you know…" Spade’s hand gripped Asgore on either side of his face roughly, to hold him in place as their lips were less than an inch apart, “I’ll have to take full advantage of you.”Spade kissed hard, and the moment gave Asgore a chance to think of something to actually say back. Before Spade plunged his tongue into his mouth, Asgore moved his head as much as he could with how it was held, “... Sounds like you aren’t much good at capturing lightners to begin with, then…!“Spade growled, loud, "OHOHOH, you think you're CLEVER, don't you?!" He took his hand back just to pin Asgore’s to either side of his head, "We'll see how clever you are after a good whipping!”“Wh-whipping?!” Asgore blurted out in confusion.“Or maybe, you’re better off with a paddle or a spanking…” Spade licked his teeth as his claws grazed Asgore’s exposed wrists like a tease. It was an invitation for something, but the implication only made Asgore nervous.“... S-safeword!” he said stiffly, unenthusiastically, and Spade let him go and backed away without much hurry or concern. Asgore took one hand into the other as he blurted out, “... Wh-what do you mean…”“It’s exactly what it sounds like.” Spade almost scoffed, before leaning his hands down on either side of Asgore again, without restraining him, “If you just want more dirty talk, I can oblige! But I’d be lying if I said I didn’t suspect you had some masochistic needs behind that desire… What with how eager you were about me biting instead of kissing you!”“You said it was affectionate…” Asgore ran a hand over his bite mark.“It is!” Spade stuck his tongue out, “And I’m a sadist.”Asgore’s eyes wandered away and he let out a quiet, “(Ooohhh…)”“Final answer.” Spade prodded impatiently, “Yes or no to the whip?”“No.” Asgore said firmly, and Spade pouted. Giving himself another moment to think, Asgore added, “... But, if you want to, maybe… we could try a spanking instead…?” He winced at his own words, but Spade smiled slyly again.“What are you afraid of, exactly?” he tapped a finger on the bed sheets.“The pain?” Asgore shrugged, thinking it was obvious.“Then you're better off with a paddle than my hand.” Spade explained, almost through a laugh, before rolling his eyes, “Though… I usually prefer a cane.”Asgore snickered, “For yourself?” Spade laughed as well before grabbing hold of Asgore’s collar to hold him down all over again.“Talk like that again, lightner, and I’ll INSIST on it instead.” he growled.“Talk like… er…” Asgore smiled, fiddling with some words in his head as he looked away, “Maybe you, uhm…” The awkward pause lasted a few more seconds, before Asgore shrugged, “... I’m not very good at talking back, am I?”Spade snickered, then laughed unintentionally, almost shyly, “You… goober!” He leaned down again and gave Asgore a normal, sweet peck on the cheek before he said, “For a first time, I think you’re doing great.” He gave Asgore a little scratch under his chin as he backed away, before he took the hand back and smiled meanly, “... But you just admitted you tried to insult me, and for that you’re getting 10 lashes.”“Good golly, you have metrics for these things…?” Asgore remarked as he watched Spade get off of the bed entirely and walk over to his closet. He opened it and knelt down as he started shuffling some things around, and Asgore sat up, curious. Spade started tossing over a few items onto the bed, seemingly at random - a healing balm and lube firstly, that almost made Asgore relax, before Spade tossed over an unannounced vibrator that genuinely surprised him, and lastly, the aforementioned cane. It was slightly wavy by design with a sharp tip in the shape of a spade, while the handle looked woven and on its end rested a little plastic crown. Asgore didn’t even have time to question why Spade had all that within arm’s reach in his closet before Spade got up onto his feet again.He added in a sing-song-y voice as he closed his wardrobe, “Don’t forget your safeword…” As he turned around, he grabbed the cane without hesitating and the balm right after, “... because I certainly will.” His conviction almost made Asgore jump - the adrenaline was like a drug. His heart was pounding as Spade sat back down on the bed even if he knew, in theory, that he was safe. Spade laughed again as he looked Asgore over, then scoffed, “Do I have to do EVERYTHING myself?”He tapped Asgore’s still clothed thigh with his cane, and Asgore laughed a bit, “Right! Sorry, I, er…” Asgore fidgeted as he started undressing, “... I’m just nervous… again…” He practically wasn’t looking at Spade as he took his clothes off.“Awfully stiff, too, and I haven’t even started yet…” Spade said as he ran a hand over Asgore’s crotch firmly, but felt the stiffness in his hips and thighs as he did so, too. “... The good kind of nervous, or the bad kind?”“I… can’t quite tell…” Asgore tried to shrug off, but Spade frowned.“You know if YOU aren’t having fun, I’M not having fun…” he made it sound selfish, but continued, “Be scared of me all you like, but that fear shouldn’t manifest as a lack of boundaries…” Asgore focused on Spade’s hand, still lightly gripping his dick through his underwear. The touch was welcome, he wanted it to escalate, but the cane Spade was holding was the only thing confusing him, making him nervous. Maybe that was a good thing? “... Speaking of, do you want to help yourself?” Spade eventually took his hand back, just to use it to offer Asgore the balm.Asgore looked at the cream, then down at his groyne, “Er… what do you…”Spade rolled his eyes as he scoffed with a smile, “For your ass, you idiot! The cane would make you bleed, otherwise.”“OH! I didn’t…” Asgore laughed nervously again as he took the balm into his hands, “... I wouldn’t have thought of that…”“What would you do without me, huh?” Spade teased as Asgore took his underwear off and opened the tub, bringing a hand to the exposed cream before the King slapped his own hand with the cane so hard the sound reverberated through the entire room, distracting Asgore entirely from what he was about to do. He just stared at the instrument of pain, trying to parse his fear from his excitement and failing, before Spade barked “Are you gonna keep me waiting all day?!”“S-sorry!! Sorry…” Asgore snapped himself out of his haze, though he quietly appreciated how unfiltered and mean Spade was being again. It was definitely the good kind of nervous.“I’m here to punish you, not placate you.” Spade crossed his legs, and Asgore felt his heart race again.“What am I getting punished for, again…?” he asked to fill time, slowly applying the healing balm to his butt like sunscreen, slowly letting it set in that he was preparing himself for a beating at the command of the man about to dish it out, questioning (again) if that was really something he wanted to do.“Talking back to me, and trying to be smart with it, too.” Spade growled, his voice sounded like his patience was long gone even as he sat waiting for Asgore to fully prepare himself, “But while we’re at it, would you like me to add ‘talking about your ex’ to that list as well? You’re godawful about that one.”“L-let’s, um… pass on that for now…” Asgore asked, politely, “I don’t know how much that’d raise the tally I owe…”Spade laughed loudly, “True! You wouldn’t get away with just a measly ten canes for that one.” He examined his weapon of choice for a moment, before looking back at Asgore, and speaking jarringly more softly, “Make sure to get plenty on your thighs, too…” The tone shift caught Asgore off guard, more than if Spade had just STAYED cruel.“... Could you…?” Asgore shyly offered the cream into Spade’s hands, and he gladly took it. Putting the cane down onto the bed, he got his gloves dirty again, liberally applying the preventative coating to the back of Asgore’s thighs, but not really hesitating in going over his butt again as well. He seemed relaxed as he did so, like it’s a routine he’s done a thousand times, even letting Asgore lie down too, so he could lift his legs easier.Asgore’s hands were already above his head, he was sprawled across the bed more freely than last time, so Spade asked with a smirk, “Do you want to stay laid down like that?” before he laughed meanly, “Watching me while I beat you?”“I…” Asgore staggered again, Spade’s glare turning soft or menacing in mere moments, “... Maybe I’ll turn around…”“All up to you.” Spade leaned in to give Asgore a quick kiss on his lips - the constant shifts were really making Asgore’s head spin.With his back arched again and his face in the pillows, Asgore slowly asked, “What should I, erm… do?”“Just get comfortable.” Spade caressed his back, his right hand rolling over the more sensitive part of Asgore’s back, “And keep your tail out of the way, if possible.”Feeling Spade’s hands so firm and secure, the contrast between his gloves and still present bodysuit to Asgore’s full nakedness striking, Asgore said “Maybe it’s best that you do that… if you don’t mind…”“I DO have to do everything myself, don’t I…?” Spade said in a lower tone than before, and Asgore felt the hand on his lower back press down a little more tightly as it moved to his upper back, his lion-esque tail ensnared under it. The top of it could still move, but it couldn’t interfere with anything that was about to happen now, god-forbid get caught in the crossfire.The cane first rested on his ass, like a warm-up or a warning, before Spade suddenly pulled it back. “AH-!” Asgore let out a yell, less prepared than he thought he’d be. It hurt. No sugar coating, no backpedalling, it hurt, and Spade was laughing.“Ohh, that felt GOOD.” he growled, before placing the cane on Asgore again, another warning. Then another impact.“FUCK-” Asgore tried to hold back, but couldn’t, gritting his teeth and already starting to rip the pillows with how hard his claws were running into them. Without waiting as long, Spade gave another warning, and Asgore felt his limbs tense, “NGH-!”“Keep crying out like that, and you’ll only make me want to cane you more…” Spade said it like a threat, and it was, hitting Asgore two times back to back without a warning and without a pause. The sounds that escaped Asgore were almost primal, not being able to formulate real thoughts as he felt sweat run down his forehead and heard Spade diabolically laughing at his pain again while he could only manage to take shallow breaths.Again, the cane rested on him, and again he cried out as it hit him. He lost count in his head and only thought about the stinging feeling already overwhelming him, how much more would he have to endure? How much more COULD he endure? Spade pressed the cane to him again, and as it pulled away Asgore yelled “STOP!”…Silence. He could only hear his own breath, his eyes shut tight, too anxious to even utter another word, the right word. Without warning, the cane hit the floor, and he flinched at the sound alone. Then his eyes widened - he didn't use the safeword, but Spade listened anyway. His cruelties were all lies.Spade's left hand softly touched his calf, almost as another warning, before he traced it over his thigh, and to his buttocks where it stayed, gently caressing where he was moments ago mercilessly attacking him. Even his grip on Asgore’s tail lessened, it escaped him just by its usual, natural and subtle movements. All the swirling thoughts in Asgore's head slowly started to dissipate, focusing just on his breathing and on Spade's touch. "Are you okay?" he asked Asgore, in a tone nearly unrecognisable when compared to the viscous glee or saccharine whisper of the previous ones. Asgore closed his eyes, goosebumps running down his back as he felt his heart mend a tear he didn't know was there… then nodded."Was it too much?" Spade asked, again concerned. It was almost bizarre to hear that kind of empathy, it didn’t sound forced or unearned, and it made Asgore focus inward, too. It was painful, maybe a bit distressing, definitely disorienting… Somehow, though, knowing he could've pulled the plug at any moment put some of those feelings to rest, and all that was left was the confusing yet hot exhilaration and adrenaline."No, I…" Asgore breathed, still looking for the right words in his head and in his heart. "I think my… own feelings overwhelmed me…""Feelings of…?" Spade pressed further, but his touch stayed gentle."Um… confusion… pain…" Asgore said, almost strained, before he focused on his ass still hanging out mid-air, laughing at himself for a moment before finally admitting, "... arousal…""You don't say?" Spade's sarcasm returned, and Asgore could hear he’d said it through a smile. "And what are we going to do about that?" Spade asked slyly, his hand's slow caressing hardening into grips that exposed Asgore's hole.Asgore smiled too, letting his tone turn submissive again, "Could we… escalate this?” After a beat too long, he remembered the magic word, “Please?""Just a please?" Spade let go as he climbed onto the bed, then flipped Asgore over onto his back to loom over him, "Oh, come on, show me how badly you want it, lightner."“What do you want me to do?” Asgore asked, almost shakily as he didn’t dare break the tense eye-contact, “Beg?”“If you feel sufficiently like a slut, I certainly wouldn’t mind.” Spade’s low tone was just barely hiding his excitement, as he grabbed a hold of one of the pillows again and took it out of its case, “... Though, you can always pretend to resist me until I break you entirely…”“I guess I…” Asgore struggled to form another thought as Spade tied his hands with the ripped pillowcase again. This time, though, instead of the bedframe, his hands were tied around his own neck, loose enough to move but tied in such a way that moving one away brought the other closer to his neck. He was lightly choking himself as he was getting used to the feeling, and he could see Spade enjoying every moment of his struggle with a wide, horrendous grin, feeling the King’s hard-on as he was practically sitting on Asgore’s torso. “... I think I’m already broken…” Asgore eventually sighed, with a smile.“Oh, I’ll see about that…” Spade dared, lifting up Asgore’s chin needlessly with a hand, “You’re still awfully disobedient for someone serving a King.”Spade moved lower onto the bed, though instead of grabbing the lube like Asgore expected, he just lowered his face down to Asgore’s crotch. His mouth lingered there, razor sharp teeth leaning onto Asgore’s erect dick as his cold, gloved hands spread his legs out and firmly kept them suspended, not letting him even twitch out of place. “S-Spade…” Asgore half-covered his face with his hands as Spade ran a tongue from the base of his dick to the tip, led by his front teeth grazing over his shaft. “... C-careful, now…” he felt the urge in his hips to thrust forward, but knew how much of a mistake that could be.Spade knew it too, and used it agonisingly well, wrapping his long tongue around the circumference of Asgore’s dick and opening his maw wide, showing off the teeth that could snap down at any moment. Only once his tongue rolled over his tip again did his jaw snap closed above it, and it made Asgore unequivocally flinch. “Jesus Christ, Spade…” he half-sighed and half-chuckled, and hearing Spade laugh gutturally again was a reminder that this was all just pretend… right?The King pressed his mouth onto Asgore’s balls, hard, and made him moan in surprise. He got lower still, kissing then momentarily penetrating Asgore’s ass with his long tongue, only to pull away the moment Asgore let out another loud moan. It was still nerve-wracking as Spade’s teeth got so close to his most sensitive parts again, but he ran his tongue over his hairy testicles effortlessly and ended it with another hard kiss on the base of Asgore’s dick. God, and he called ME a tease, Asgore thought, and regretted it near instantly, Spade placing his mouth on his tip again but kept it in place with his teeth, lightly digging into him. It was more of a press than a squeeze, but it left like he was walking a thin line anyway. Asgore almost thrust his hips again as Spade’s tongue tasted his tip, he could feel Spade’s drool running down his shaft - thank GOD Spade was holding his legs in place…With his teeth in the lead again, he worked his mouth down, and Asgore finally felt the inside of it - wet, sharp, terrifyingly hot. Spade almost choked for a second as Asgore’s dick grazed the back of his throat, a dangerous game he played with his teeth still brandished, before he closed his mouth around the base completely, and Asgore couldn’t even see the imminent threat he felt still pointed at him inside. Spade moved back up, his mouth still closed around Asgore’s dick, and slowly began sucking him off properly, the uneasiness slowly disappearing for Asgore as he started to moan again.Asgore could feel Spade chuckle from his second mouth, before he pulled away to take a breath with a smile, “You like the royal treatment…?” He ran his tongue up his shaft again like a tease, “You wanna cum onto your King?”“Yes please…” Asgore sighed, and as Spade went back to giving him head he moaned out, “God, please don’t stop…”Spade subtly laughed again as he kissed his tip, before his voice got threatening and low again, “You don’t get to make demands here.” He let go of Asgore’s legs as he sat up, and (finally) reached over for the bottle of lube. He only greased up his fingers, though, his right hand holding onto Asgore’s cock while his left traced Asgore’s hole like a threat. “I’ll let YOU decide just how painful you want this to be…” he slowly made his way inside as Asgore kept softly moaning.There wasn’t nearly enough lube to make this perfectly comfortable. Asgore could’ve tightened up completely, closed his legs, tried to struggle away from the barely covered sharp nails being thrust into him, but he refrained. Squirming would only make it worse, but knowing Spade gave him that option for self-sabotage made not choosing it almost more painful than his willing and complete surrender to the pain. Spade quickly found the golden spot to massage, letting go of Asgore’s dick for a moment to finally get more lube for the rest of his hand.Working in three fingers with little struggle and with his right hand back to jacking Asgore off, the lightner turned into a noisy mess again fast. Asgore almost relaxed, but Spade purposfully bent his fingers to fuck his prostate with his cruel claws. “FUCK-” Asgore flinched, making it worse for a moment, “Oh God, Spade…” he moaned out pathetically, his dick still twitching in anticipation.“You don’t like the sting…?” Spade pouted sarcastically, before spreading out his fingers in Asgore’s ass and making him yell, “When you readily exposed yourself for a lashing earlier?”“God, please just…” Asgore had to make himself relax as much as he could, breathing heavily, “... please just be gentle…”“Oh, you want me to be gentle? Kind?” Spade didn’t stop moving his fingers, but squeezed Asgore’s tip, “Beg.”“Please, fuck, please…” his tone turned desperate, quickly, “I feel like you’re gonna rip me on the inside…” Even Asgore couldn’t tell if that was a good thing or a bad thing anymore.“You want me to stop?” Spade chuckled to the sound of Asgore’s loud and messy moans.“No, please just- fuck-” the stinging inside him didn’t stop Spade’s right hand started playing rough, too. “You don’t need to use your claws…” Asgore’s tone was more and more pleading by the second.“That’s true, I don’t…” Spade slowly took out his fingers as he kept stroking Asgore, before he took the vibrator into his free hand, “... but I also don’t have to let you cum at all.”“S-Spade…” Asgore panted, and the King frowned.“I won’t stand this disrespect anymore, you know you’re below me.” Spade’s crown gleamed for a moment as he lifted his head up, his expression angry even as he slipped the vibrator into Asgore bearably. “You better act like it - BEG like it…!” He switched it on, and just as quickly he cranked it up to the highest setting and started jerking Asgore’s dick quickly.“F-fuck- FUCK-” the lighter stuttered as he was immediatly overwhelmed, all coherent thoughts evaporated, his hips thrusting to the motion of Spade’s hands and to the sound of the toy, “Y-your highness- your- Spade- King- God, fuck - your highness, your…” Precum ran down his shaft as he moaned again, “I’m… so close- Spade-!”Before he released, Spade took his hand off of Asgore’s cock and instead used it to turn down the vibrator to a quiet hum. As Asgore started to whine, his hips suspended in the air greedily, the King laughed, “Oh, I’ve held myself back long enough…”“Spade…!” Asgore cried out with gritted teeth, unable to help himself when he was so, so close…“I’m not going to let you cum before I do, and it’s about time I put that insolent mouth of yours to use!” Spade moved up on the bed, his knees planted on either side of Asgore’s head. He moved Asgore’s hands out of the way, lightly strangling him as he put them on his own thighs, then gently caressed them, signalling something to Asgore before grabbing him by the horns and shoving his cock in his mouth, “TAKE IT!”He choked on Spade’s dick, predictably, trying to find a way to breathe through his nose as the sudden deepthroat left his pipes clogged, only to feel Spade start to thrust, hard. It’s like he didn’t even care if Asgore was actually sucking him off or not, it was bizarre and frightening but as Asgore found a way to breathe, it turned exhilarating. The smell of Spade's musk completely surrounding him, the feeling of claws slightly digging into his scalp over and over with every thrust, the sound of his own choking muddying the thoughts in his head further… It was all almost making him more aroused than if Spade hadn't been treating his face like a cheap fleshlight.Spade took his cock back, stroking himself towards Asgore's still open mouth as he caught his breath and Spade sighed, "Oh, you love it, don’t you…?" Asgore's gaze could hardly focus on anything but Spade's dick, almost uttering more desperate pleas before Spade continued, "... such a good cumdump… My big, fat, needy whore…" Asgore felt himself involuntarily smile at the words, Spade undoubtedly noticed as he started laughing to himself, then without much warning thrust himself back into Asgore's hungry mouth. He wanted to stroke his own dick as it throbbed, needy, the vibrator now seeming gentle and teasing rather than excessive and brutal, but all he could do was hang onto Spade’s hips. This was so shameful. This was so shameful…
Oh, this was SOO shameful…
Who could ever find being tied up and fucked like this normal? Wasn’t it so immoral and embarrassing that Asgore was enjoying this as much as he did? His eyes were closing in enjoyment as Spade didn’t stop, didn’t slow down. How could he excuse that he wants more, more, more of something so awful, grotesque, taboo? That he was willing, EXCITED even, to beg a tyrant to touch him? That all he could think about was his majesty’s hot cum filling his throat if he kept being a good toy? Is that all he was now, a deranged man’s personal toy? God, how can something feel so degrading and so fulfilling at the same time?“Gods, your throat is GODLY…” Spade eventually moaned, before pouting, “Such a spoiled lightner, you probably fucked a hundred men before me, didn’t you?” He laughed as he could feel and hear Asgore trying to mumble a response with his mouth full, “Took a hundred cocks down your throat just to feel anything but empty.”Spade pulled out again but still pulled on Asgore’s hair as he leaned his own head down further, his free hand on the bedframe as he gleefully spat in Asgore's face. Flinching, Asgore felt himself tighten around the vibrator too, his masochistic grin unwavering as he felt the psychological brunt of the gesture."That’s all you’re good for now." Spade growled, before he grabbed Asgore's horns and nearly forced his way back into his mouth, "Take my cock like you mean it, choke on it…" Asgore mumbled again, moaned again. “What was that?!” Spade yelled angrily as he pulled out.Asgore gasped, “N-nothing, nothing, I…”"That’s what I thought.” Spade smiled again as Asgore let him back into his mouth eagerly, sucking him off without Spade even needing to move. “You’re just some pathetic cocksleeve now, who you can make beg for anything." he remarked as Asgore moved his head and squeezed the King’s thighs closer to his face, Spade’s dirty talk hit the spot that the vibrator refused to.As Spade started moving his hips again subtly, then deliberately, Asgore almost moved his in unison too. Eventually, Spade’s hand gripped Asgore’s head tighter again, tugging on his hair as he growled, "Ngh- I'm close… You better swallow it…" He said it like a dare, then it turned into a threat, “You better swallow ALL my seed! You hear me?!" Both his hands grabbed Asgore’s horns like handles as he thrust, ignoring Asgore’s rhythm to move faster, harder, "Take it… take it… TAKE IT..!" Spade’s commanding tone only got louder as he came, as deep as he could into Asgore’s throat, the goat letting himself imagine for a moment it was all forceful, that Spade would be just as passionate and cruel even if Asgore hadn’t begged for it.His sickeningly sweet cum filled Asgore’s throat and mouth as Spade pulled out slowly, letting go of his person-shaped fleshlight. Asgore couldn’t even tell who’s sweat was running down his face as he almost heaved, then swallowed to the best of his abilities, coughing a bit, too. Though Spade gave him just enough space to catch his breath, before Asgore got his senses back Spade hit him with the back of his hand lightly then held up his chin, "Not even a thank-you?""Ah- Th-thank you! Thank… you…" Asgore stumbled over himself, he couldn’t relax, still on-edge, "C… could you… please make me cum…?""What was that?" Spade held Asgore’s head by the sides of his face again."Please make me cum!" he tried to say as assuredly as he could muster, Spade’s cold and stern glare almost made him nervous, before he remembered and added with a shy smile, “... sire?”Spade smiled wide, “Good toy.” He reached a hand back, starting to stroke Asgore firmly but slowly. “Keep begging…” he dared.“God, please, please…” Asgore’s hips thrust in mid-air more purposefully, now, but Spade wasn’t letting his hand be used so easily, “Please, your highness, make me cum, make me…”“Do you even know what you are?!” Spade said, disgust just barely audible in his voice.An idiot, ungrateful, disgusting, difficult, demanding… A hundred words flooded Asgore’s head, and just as quickly they left, as he looked up at Spade, towering over him and still subtly smiling, his wicked teeth gleaming, his eyes half closed and beckoning. Eventually, Asgore closed his eyes, “I’m… I’m a slut…”“Who’s slut?” Spade prodded.“Your slut.” a sigh turned into a moan of resolve, letting himself thrust to Spade’s rhythm, to his own heartbeat. “I’m your whore, Spade…” he smiled with eyes half-open.“Say it again.” Spade dared, he sounded just a bit more prideful than before.“I’m your whore…” Asgore said assuredly, and Spade sped up. Asgore’s eyes rolled back, “F-fuck… your… personal whore…”“Are you going to cum for me?”“Yes!” Asgore yelled, and Spade finally stroked him as hard as he did earlier, “Yes, god, fuck yes, please, please, please…” He didn’t stop, he didn’t slow down, squeezing Asgore just enough with his wet hand to let him cum all over himself, “S-Spa-ade…!!”His hips stayed suspended in the air desperately as Spade held him there. Letting him go, Asgore’s ass finally plopped down onto the bed, though he still subtly twitched. After turning off and discarding the vibrator, Spade brought his hand to his own face and ate up Asgore’s cum again. “Good toy…” He cood again, before he lifted Asgore’s chin up more softly, “Did you have fun?”“I… y-yes, I…” Asgore relaxed finally, fully, sighing, “... We should do this again, sometime…”Spade chuckled a little more wholesomely as he untied his lover, “Cane and all?”Asgore’s hands landed next to his head on the pillows, “Yes please…”“Hahaha, you don’t need to say please for THAT!” Spade threw away the ripped and used pillowcase, before his smirk turned menacing again, “... for now…”Finally moving his legs proper, he collapsed onto the bed as well, next to Asgore, listening to him take deep breaths. “... And I thought I was sore last time…” Asgore shook his head.“Oho, Asgore…” Spade laughed as he used the back of his hand to brush by the bite marks on his neck, “... you are SO much more than sore, now…”“I remember you… complained about my fur being too thick to show hickeys…” He said slowly, tiredness finally catching up to him, “Is this your way of working around that?”“Hahah, partly, yes…” Spade admitted, sweetly saying his little cruelties, “... And I just love to feel you squirm…”Asgore focused on the subtle sting on his neck, Spade’s hand so precise and considerate, “... It’s… going to look very odd…” He almost closed his eyes for good, but Spade pulled his hand back, and Asgore looked at him again, “... I mean, it’s an odd place for a bite mark…!”“You mean revealing?” Spade tried to smile, but nervousness took over, “... How do YOU feel about it?”“I…” Asgore’s eyes widened momentarily, as if he had to start physically turning the gears in his head again to form a coherent thought. He pressed a hand to his own neck, and the sensation was different, clearer, “... I don’t know, it just hurts to run my hand over.”“Discomfort?” Spade assumed.“You… could call it that…” Asgore blinked slowly again, “Why do you…” He cut himself off as he watched Spade slowly sit up on the bed again. He reached over for the healing balm, Asgore had forgotten it was even there, then didn’t hesitate again as he popped it open and dabbed some on his fingers, then looked at Asgore expectantly. After a moment too long, Asgore finally jolted, then moved his hair and ear out of the way of his neck, exposing the bite mark fully. Spade leaned in carefully, no part of him touching Asgore but the hand and the cream, directly to the reddened fur and sensitive skin.“It’s shallow, it won’t be visible by tomorrow.” Spade explained almost clinically. “... Is that okay?” his head shifted subtly to look at Asgore’s face, even with his hand still softly on his neck.“You’re being oddly considerate…” Asgore looked away, and Spade leaned down to give him another kiss.“It’s called aftercare, and it’s only ‘considerate’ because it’s necessary.” he nearly growled as he spoke, but his smile softened and his tone shifted, almost unfamiliarly genuine, “... I just did a lot of cruel things to you, and… well, none of it is REALLY what I think of you.” His hand ran across Asgore’s whole neck, softly, “I want you to feel that.”“You…” Asgore almost scoffed, “also did a lot of kind things during it…”“That doesn’t make it better.” Spade chuckled.“I think it made it worse.” Asgore said candidly, but when he looked at Spade again and saw his surprised expression, he tried to backpedal, “Oh, sorry, didn’t mean to…”“No, what do you mean…?” Spade closed the tub firmly, “Tell me…”“... I know you were just trying to… do the right thing, it’s fine…” Asgore tried to wave off as he let go of his hair.“Asgore…” Spade leaned down, his hands on either side of the lightner before a hand gently moved his head to face his own, “How did I really hurt you?”The question made Asgore’s eyes widen again in surprise, before he caught his aggravated breathing and calmed, “You’re… you’re doing it again…” He put a hand of his own onto Spade’s, “The shifting between cruel and kind, it… it’s confusing.” He moved it off of his face, more assuradly than Spade expected, “If you’re going to hurt me, just hurt me… don’t lull me into a false sense of security.”Spade took in the sight for a moment, “I… didn’t mean to, I…” He looked to the hand that was just discarded, before he stopped to think, to process. After a hard swallow, he digested the words he just heard. He looked at Asgore almost apologetically, “... I won’t do it again.”“Spade?” Asgore looked at his sunken-in eyes.“From now on,” he said firmly, “when we play like this, the boundaries of beginning and end will be clearer, and I won’t break character.”Asgore smiled, almost nervously, “You don’t have to…”“Of course I do. For you.” he brushed by the side of Asgore’s face with the back of his hand briefly, before taking the tub into his hands again, “Now, let me heal the rest of what I did…”Spade shifted in his seat to look at Asgore’s legs, who started thinking out loud again, “... If it was just a character you were putting on, does that mean you’re always pretending?”“Oho, NONSENSE.” Spade laughed as he dabbed the cream onto his hand again, his tone turning hyperbolically sleazy, “I am incapable of lies.”Asgore laughed, heartily, the sound a bit wheezy, but Spade smiled subtly and genuinely again. Asgore almost felt lighter, like they were finally on the same wavelength again, and lifted his knees just enough to expose the back of his thighs. He watched Spade work, tending to him and treating the subtle pain so delicately, and it’s like two little puzzle pieces clicked together in Asgore’s head as he couldn’t look away. Spade was kind when he wanted to be, and Spade was sadistic just as much, but those two facts didn’t seem so disparate anymore, intertwined as Spade’s conscience wasn’t absent, just never worn on his sleeve. So masterful a manipulator, so dedicated an actor, so thoughtful a lover and so kind a man, when they were alone. His touch almost seemed ghostly as Asgore slowly began to close his eyes again. So kind a man, so kind…Looking Asgore’s legs over one more time as he laid them down, Spade asked, “... Is there anything else that still hurts?” He looked over Asgore’s torso as well briefly, but the lack of a reply was worrying. “... Asgore?” he asked more frantically, finally looking to his face to see Asgore asleep.After leaning in a little closer to make sure, he sighed in relief and started cleaning the paraphernalia off the bed, then moved Asgore to cover him with the blanket. It usually kept him warm when half-naked, hopefully it'll do the trick even when he’s fully nude. Getting up from the bed completely, Spade lightly stretched, staying quiet even though he wanted to loudly groan. He wasn’t prepared for a workout and this took a lot out of him, physically and emotionally. Eventually he sighed, and pathetically made his way to the bathroom again. He’d have to shower for a second time tonight. Maybe a third in the morning if Asgore’s feeling cuddly, he’s sticky as hell now…