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"Alright, that should be it!" Alphys said after a beep rang through the room from her computer. She was smiling brightly, which Asriel was happy to see after spending so long hooked up to the machine.
Asriel was seated, and attached by the arm and leg to a large machine next to him. He had been like this for at least an hour, hearing very little but the gentle hum of the mechanism next to him. He could have been convinced that the machine hadn't really been doing anything, but occasionally, an "ooh" or, "That's so interesting!" from Alphys convinced him that the machine was in fact doing just what she designed it do, whatever that was.
December rolled off of the chair she had been splayed out on, catching herself with her hooves, "About damn time."
Asriel rolled his eyes at her, though him laughing at her betrayed any annoyance he had at his girlfriend, "You know you could have stayed home, Dess."
"While Alphys poked and prodded at you? Hell no! I just thought I'd have more chances to give you shit."
Alphys looked up from her computer, "Let me get these all printed off," she said before pressing a few keys on her board, "Alright, everything should be good to go! There shouldn't be any side effects from the test, so I'll get you detached, and then you'll be free to go!"
"Want me to help out?" Dess offered. Asriel assumed that Alphys thought that Dess wanted to be helpful. Asriel knew that Dess was actually suffering from Stage Three Boredom. She would have offered to help her mother at this point.
"Oh yes! They're still making me use the printer at the Wyngh Department of Metachemistry, can you go get the report and bring it back to me? It should be Room 312A, next to Dr. Suuperlicus' office!" Alphys spoke quickly, and smiled brightly at December's offer to make such a hellish trek.
Dess simply stared at her as she tried to parse what the fuck that Alphys had just said. Eventually her mind gave up, and she simply responded, "Dude, I've been to Hotland U like twice, I don't know where that is. Can I just get Azzy out of that thing and then we'll get out of your hair?"
Alphys blinked, and then sighed, realizing that her dreams of not having to make the hike to the Metachemistry Department were too good to be true. Damn, now she'd probably have to talk to Dr. Suuperlicus now.
"Yes, that's fine. Start with the leg brace, and then the arm. Just, one thing."
"Yeah?"
"Do not touch the metal. If it isn't the latch. Do not touch it." Alphys spoke in a way that neither Asriel or December had never heard before. Her voice was pure foreboding.
Asriel's eyes widened at Alphys when she said that. Silently, he was questioning if Alphys shouldn't just detach him from the machine herself. Before he could raise any such protestations, however, December had already walked up to him, and kneeled next to his leg, looking at the latch she was supposed to undo. Carefully, she began to undo it as she shouted back, "Got it, no metal. Cool."
"Thanks again, Asriel!" Alphys said as she excitedly speed walked out of the room, leaving Dess and Asriel alone.
"You sure Alphys shouldn't have gotten me out of this?" Asriel asked softly. He was careful with his tone, slightly worried that he'd hurt his girlfriend's feelings.
"Oh come on!" Dess dragged out her words before looking Asriel in the eyes, "I'm a Royal Knight, dude. I think I can handle this," Dess finished with a laugh.
Her voice dropped low, with pure seduction in her tone, "And besides, don't you like it when I'm on my knees for you?"
Asriel's face turned beet red, and he was barely able to look at her. He did his best to sputter out a response, however, Dess' laughter cut the need for their to be a reply.
"Fuck, you're too easy," Dess cackled as she freed Asriel's leg. Asriel was still too frozen in his own mind, caused purely by December's single entendre. She stood up before him, and then began to work the latch that held his arm in place.
Asriel had about a hundred things going through his mind, and as such was worthless for a response. The red on his face also made no efforts to fade away.
He heard Dess struggling with the latch. All manner of innuendo and lewd thoughts had escaped his mind now. The idea of not being able to get away from this machine was becoming much more worrying than the idea of Dess on her knees was titillating. He called out, his voice still shaky, "Uh, everything okay?"
"Yeah, it's fine. Alphys needs to grease this shit, it's kinda stuck, oop-ah shit!"
December's fingers slipped from the latch, and grazed against one of the screws that held the apparatus around Asriel's arm together. It produced a spark, and with it, a sharp pain between the both of them. December shook her finger through the air, trying—and failing—to shake the pain out of herself.
Asriel, on the other hand, was too locked in place to flinch away from the pain. He merely swore out, "Oh golly!"
December almost completely forgot about the pain as she heard Asriel's 'swear.' She sighed, muttering, "I can not believe that I'm in love with you," before grabbing the latch again. With as much of her muscle as she could manage, she pulled the latch, and by extension, Asriel's arm, free.
With a mix of emotions, Asriel stood from the machine, and rubbed at his arm. He quickly managed to set one of those feelings aside, remembering that December kissed him first, and then let relief at being free wash over him. With that addressed, he looked to December, "You alright?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just hurt like a bitch," December said, giving her hand one more good shake, before starting towards the door, "Let's just get out of here."
Asriel smiled behind her, "Sounds like a plan."
So, Asriel and December made their way home. It felt like a longer trip than it really should have. For whatever reason, both of them were completely and utterly exhausted. For Asriel this made sense, who knew what the machine was really doing to him, but Dess? Neither of them knew why she'd be exhausted other than poor sleep health, which Asriel had been steadily working on improving by guilt-tripping her with cuddling so he could sleep better. Eventually, December started calling this, "Guard Duty" and made it a part of her official Royal Knight duties.
If she had to log today, she would write, "Impromptu Guard Duty: Prince wanted a nap."
As Asriel woke from their nap, he couldn't help but feel like something was wrong. Hadn't he fallen asleep on the other side of the bed? And, wasn't he holding Dess before they fell asleep? Now she was holding him. Not that this wasn't common, it just wasn't how they were when they had napped earlier.
He couldn't say that he felt uncomfortable though. His eyes fluttered open, and he was greeted by December's thick, warm, white fur. He sighed into her, and let his eyes shut again.
Before promptly shooting his eyes wide open, looking up to a face that was definitely not December's, and screaming as he near fell out of their bed.
"What the heck!?" Asriel screamed in a shrill voice as he made distance from the man in his bed. How did another goat monster even get into his house!?
December awoke from the scream. She also made her own distance as she saw another deer monster in her bed.
"Who the fuck!?" December shouted, in a much lower voice than she was used to.
Asriel suddenly recognized this man. How was he looking at himself? He didn't have a twin, and there was no way that Alphys would want to clone him for something like this! Confusion and panic had set into his body, he had expected a quick heartbeat in his chest, but instead the buzzing in his chest only grew more intense. That didn't make any sense... Where was his heart...? And why did his chest feel so heavy?
December seemed to be having almost the same thoughts as her boyfriend. She watched as Asriel looked down at his chest, and instead of seeing a shirtless muscle-y chest, he looked down and saw, in Dess' opinion, an excellent pair of breasts. It was then that she looked down at her own body and realized that not only was in the body of a goat monster, but a goat monster with a strange thumping in their chest.
She held her hand out in front of her, slowly recognizing it as Asriel's. As she made a fist, a low cracking sound came from her joints.
"What the-" December muttered as the feeling of her fingers popping rang through her hand. That had to be one of the weirdest things she had ever felt. How did Asriel deal with having bones like this!?
Asriel slowly muttered out in December's voice, "Dess?"
Dess met Asriel's eyes, not used to them being her own. She spoke much more curiously, "Yeah. It's me."
"Oh my gosh, how did this happen!? How are you in my body? How am I in your's!?" Asriel put a hand in front of his mouth as his breathing picked up.
"Shit, I don't know! I didn't have anything to do with Alphys' bullshit! You don't think that machine had anything to do with it did you?"
Both of them fell silent as they clambered past each other to grab their own phones. They scrambled to unlock them, and letting out two very different kinds of swears after they tried the fingerprint unlocks. Then, they typed in their passwords, and quite clumsily at that. Before long, they were both calling Alphys, and when she didn't pick up, they called again. Eventually, December took to messaging Alphys the order to pick up her phone, interlaced with at least one tier three swear per message.
After a solid three minutes of no reply or call back, they both let out a groan as they nearly accepted defeat.
Then, Dess got a text.
Alphys: Its Undyne. Alphys is tied up with something rn. Is it important?
Dess glared at her phone so hard that Undyne should have felt it through her girlfriend's phone. She aggressively tapped the call button, and got two rings before Undyne's irritated voice picked up the line, "What!?"
"Where the fuck is your girlfriend!?"
The noise on the other end made it sound like Undyne nearly dropped Alphys' phone, "Jeez, squirt, didn't realize you'd finally swear! Hell yeah, dude! Bout time that chick rubbed off on ya! Good one to start with too-"
"I'm not Asriel! Where the hell is Alphys!?"
Asriel quietly muttered a request that Dess stop swearing in his voice.
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"Nuh uh. No questions. Only answers. Alphys. Where?" December only seemed to get angrier with every word.
"Oh for- she's right here."
December put her phone on speaker, and waited for Alphys' voice through the phone. They both heard her, but it was distant, and sounded vaguely like, "You can hold it up to my ear?"
Dess slowly realized what Undyne had meant with her text, and wanted to unsee the things she was seeing in her head.
"Just put it on speaker!" Asriel finally snapped on his own.
"Dess is there too. Alright, where-okay, you guys are on speaker."
December beat Asriel to the question, "Why am I in my boyfriend's body!?"
"Wait what!?" Alphys shouted out in a strained voice. She immediately started sputtering a dozen words that Asriel and December didn't understand.
Eventually, Alphys got her voice under control, "That shouldn't be possible! Prince Asriel, are you in Dess' body too?"
"Yes, I am," Asriel almost looked like ready to yell at Alphys himself. He stared at the phone while waiting for Alphys to respond, and hopefully explain everything.
"That shouldn't be possible. If December got you out of the machine properly, then you should have stayed in your own body," Alphys seemed to be wracking her brain for how this could have happened.
Then, Undyne spoke up, "Maybe she touched the screw or something? Like with what happened to us?"
December and Asriel suddenly both remembered the spark they had gotten when December was unlatching Asriel's arm. They both stared at each other, before looking down at the phone as if it was Alphys herself. They realized the same thing, at the same moment.
"You knew this could happen!?" They spoke in unison.
The sound of Alphys blushing somehow came through the receiver.
"I may or may not have been aware of this glitch in the machine."
"And you didn't tell us about it!?" December beat Asriel to that shout.
"...In retrospect, this might have been a good warning to put on the machine."
Asriel and Dess glared at each other. Dess pinched the bridge of her nose so hard that Azzy was worried he might get to return to his body with a new bruise. A thick silence hung in the air between the three of them, December seemed to be thinking of some choice things to say, though due to Asriel's request, it was difficult to filter out her usual profanity. Soon, Asriel realized that he was going to have to continue the discussion.
"Do you at least know how to fix it?"
Alphys thought about this for a moment. Whether she was thinking of how to explain it, or trying to think of how to fix this, was a mystery to both Dess and Asriel until she finally spoke out, "Well, basically we just have to do everything again that got you both swapped in the first place!"
"Cool, we're on our way-"
"But!" Alphys quickly shouted to cut Dess off.
"But?" December and Asriel spoke through gritted teeth.
They both heard Alphys sigh through the phone, "But, it doesn't seem too safe to do it until your souls have stabilized in their new bodies. Soul Stabilization seems to take around twenty-four hours. So you'll have to stick in each other's bodies until then, after that, we can switch you guys back."
"Fantastic." Hearing Dess' trademark sarcasm with Asriel's voice was one of the strangest things that any of them had ever heard. For some reason, it made Undyne want to punt her prince more than she already did.
"Don't worry, though!" Alphys started, "There seem to be no adverse effects. You should be completely safe, and the switch back should go just as well. Meet me at the lab tomorrow at seven. We'll get you both switched back, and it'll be like this never happened!" Alphys tacked on an awkward laugh to the end of her sentence. It comforted no one, including herself.
December sighed, and Asriel spoke for the both of them, "Alright. We'll see you tomorrow."
"Got it! See you then! Undyne, your knots are-"
"Oh for fuck's sake!" December said as she tapped the "end call" button as quickly as she could.
Then, Dess looked at Asriel, wincing as she realized what she had said, "Oh, sorry."
"No, it's fine... That one was warranted," Asriel said as he slouched into their bed.
December set her phone to the side and then laid next to Asriel and resigned herself to her situation. It was comforting at least knowing that this wasn't permanent, and soon she'd back in her own body. That being said, being in Asriel's body was just strange. He was so much bigger than her, and the muscles he had built up felt bigger than her own slimmer, but still strong frame. In a way, it was fun, just unnatural. She wasn't sure if she could ever get used to being this big. In some ways, she liked being smaller, especially now that she was getting a taste of taking up so much space.
She looked over to Asriel, who wore her face in a way she was sure no one was used to seeing. He seemed to be having a thousand things run through his head. She'd grown quite accustomed to seeing that face when it was his own body though. A part of her had to laugh, even though he looked nothing like himself, she'd be hard pressed to think that he was anyone else.
"Guess we're stuck like this for a little then," December sighed. Any anger or disappointment at Alphys was quickly leaving her. As much as she could usually hold a grudge, she was slowly becoming entertained by the small oddities (including one oddity that December couldn't dare think of as small.) of Asriel's body.
"Yeah, I guess so," He brushed his fingers through his hair as he tried to clear his thoughts. It wasn't exactly working like he wanted it to. Partially because he didn't have the mullet he was used to, and partially because he just felt guilty. Dess didn't seem happy about this at all, and part of him blamed himself.
December quickly spotted that guilty face of Asriel's, despite it being on her own head, and thought to ask something, "What do you think of being in my body?"
Asriel's cheeks picked up a little blush as he fully realized and accepted that he had found himself in his girlfriend's body. This might be one of the strangest feelings he had ever had, and that was admittedly an especially long list. However, as he thought about it, he realized that it wasn't too unpleasant. Both in a purely physical sense—December was in excellent shape, hell, she might be in even better shape than he was in—and the way her fur felt, he felt lighter.
Then, a feeling of comfort washed over him. As if for the first time, he felt natural in his own skin, despite it not being his own. He felt like he could look in a mirror and see someone who was more truly himself. The way he wore this body, in every small way, felt so much more natural to him than the way he wore his own. His only issue was that it wasn't his body, it was Dess'. A part of him wished that Dess could have her body back, and that Asriel could keep a version of it for himself, that was more him, but took the parts that felt more natural in this body.
He picked himself up off the bed and walked towards the mirror. The way he walked felt lighter, as if merely walking took less effort. When he looked at himself, he did his best to ignore exactly whose body it was and focused on the feeling. For the first time in his life, he felt correct.
And he had never known that he felt incorrect.
"It's... odd?"
December walked up behind him, and looked at them both in the mirror. Seeing herself in the mirror in Asriel's body felt several kinds of internally wrong, though she couldn't quite place why that was. If she were honest, she was very much looking forward to getting her body back. Though, she couldn't help but notice the serene state of Asriel's face. "Yeah? I gotta say, having your body is weird."
Asriel looked at Dess, seeing how she wore his body. She wore it just like it was her own, with all her little mannerisms, and usual poses. The way she threw her hip out to stand, and spoke with her throat. Without fully realizing it himself, he started to speak higher in his register, "Yeah, how's it feel to have bones?"
"Super weird. This bone though," she said, and Asriel felt his heart drop as he heard the sound of a zipper being undone, "Angel, I always forget you gotta walk around with this thing!"
"Oh my gosh, Dess." Asriel's entire face turned red as he saw his own penis out of the corner of his eye.
"Seriously! Look at this thing!" Dess said as she moved her hips, making Asriel's dick swing back and forth. She couldn't help but laugh at it, though she kept a careful eye on Asriel to make sure he wasn't too uncomfortable.
Asriel let out a nervous laugh as he watched it swing in the mirror. A part of him genuinely found it funny, another was incredibly embarrassed, but yet another part of him felt something else entirely. Yet another part of him was even more embarrassed at that last emotion than anything else.
December was staring even more now, and seemingly enjoying the feeling of her new flaccid dick swinging through the air. A thought crossed her mind, and before she could stop herself, she slapped her dick against Asriel's side.
Asriel recoiled away, but couldn't help but explode into a fit of giggles, "Oh my gosh! You are such a child!"
Dess was quick to join in the laughter, thankful that Asriel found that as funny as she did. Relief washed over her as she saw Asriel settle into a smile despite the blush on his face. She couldn't help but notice how he kept darting his eyes in between Dess' legs, but she was happy to see he wasn't as worried now. She started to look at Asriel in her body, noticing how he held himself now. He almost seemed to be posing in the mirror, experimenting with how to stand and hold himself.
For a moment, she was getting worried, but was alright with setting this all aside for tonight. There were better things to focus on tonight. Chief among them: teasing the hell out of her boyfriend.
She wrapped her arms around Asriel, and hugged him from behind, making sure to press her cock against his butt. The feeling immediately sent a shiver up her spine. She knew she had a nice ass, but she didn't realize it was that nice.
"Dess!" Asriel said, still laughing, barely trying to break away from her hug, "How would you feel if I started pressing your boobs against you!? Or just started... masturbating."
The way he whispered the word 'masturbating' was adorable to Dess. Though, she considered this, and then nodded, "Not gonna lie, that'd be pretty hot."
"You're impossible."
"What!? I'm sexy, dude."
Asriel couldn't help but laugh at that, and he dropped his head, steadily trying to ignore the feeling of a hardening dick against his butt.
"Besides, not like you haven't touched me all over before." Dess had mastered Asriel's voice too quickly. She dropped to a low husky whisper. Her words fell out of his ears, and slipped down between his legs. A wetness he wasn't familiar with made him nearly clinch his legs together. Damn December, even without her own body and voice, she knew exactly how to press all of his buttons.
Suddenly, December burst out into laughter. She backed away from Asriel, struggling for a second to put her shaft back into her pants.
She tampered off her laughing, "Okay, okay. I'm sorry. I'll stop messing with you."
Asriel wasn't sure what he was supposed to feel when Dess covered herself back up, but he knew immediately that he was disappointed. He didn't understand this at all, he hadn't never really thought about if he was bi, or anything of the sort. At this point he was just so used to having a girlfriend that he figured that he just must be straight. But, if that was the case, then why was he so enamored by his own dick? He wondered if it was just because December was the one who had it at the moment, but he also started having little thoughts of cock, flaccid and hard alike, and all the things that they could do to him, especially when he was in this body.
December watched as her boyfriend's face turned from red, to redder, and yet redder.
Slowly, her mind started putting the pieces together, and she saw a bit of disappointment track through his face. Wait, he didn't mind that?
Though Asriel's thoughts were unknowable to December, she saw the way that Asriel started to fidget. He often did that when she would tease him in a less-than-ideal situation. But, usually it took so much more to get him to this point.
"You okay, babe?" December spoke gently, still low enough that her voice rumbled in Asriel's ears, making his body start to yearn for her. From what they could both tell, anything would make Asriel want Dess with an intensity that neither of them knew was possible for Asriel. The way he squirmed as his knees rubbed against each other was intoxicating to December, though. She started to lose her own train of thought, and those damn pants were becoming more uncomfortable by the second.
"Uh, y-y-yeah," Asriel nodded furiously. Dess knew for sure that he was lying his ass off. She couldn't help but grin.
"Wanna know what it feels like when you eat me out?"
Asriel's eyes shot wide open as the thought occurred to him that he did, in fact, want to know what that felt like. He nodded again, much more slowly, but the speed quickly picked up, so much so that December worried that her head would hurt when she got her body back tomorrow evening.
December stepped behind Asriel again, slower this time, and she took her sweet time wrapping her hands around Asriel's waist, grabbing his shirt and pulling it up off him. Asriel rose his arms and seemed to almost struggle with getting the shirt off entirely. It only got worse when he tried to undo the bra Dess had been wearing. He was never good with these things anyway, but now, reaching behind him, with hands he wasn't used to?
With a giggle, Dess offered a hand, "Need some help there?" Asriel laughed nervously, "Please."
With next to no effort, December unhooked the bra, and Asriel let it fall to the floor. They both stared in the mirror for a moment, Asriel's cheeks were rosy, but Dess looked coolly at her own body. She ran her hands up his stomach, one hand sliding up further, and taking Asriel's breast in her hand. She gave it a playful squeeze, unable to hold back a smirk. She pinched at his nipple, knowing very well just how sensitive her body was there.
"Damn, I am hot."
Despite the glare Asriel gave her, she took his hand, and led him back to their bed. He sat down, still rubbing his knees together to fight back some of his arousal. When Dess knelt in front of him, he parted his legs on pure instinct. He felt himself melting as he saw how excited Dess looked. She was making quick work of undoing Asriel's pants, and pulling both his pants and panties down at the same time. There was a fire in her eyes, an excitement she didn't usually get to explore.
Asriel never seemed to enjoy Dess going down on him. Which she felt was odd, as she seemed to be at least somewhat good at it. Not even to mention that she loved doing it. Watching her boyfriend squirm under her as she took him in her mouth, even the thought alone was turning her on. However, Azzy never seemed to enjoy it as much as she did. She couldn't lie, it hurt her feelings a bit. So now? Watching the excitement take over him? For him to actually want this!? She couldn't remember the last time she was this horny.
She pulled Asriel's pants off the rest of the way, and looked up at her own body. She could still spot the little nervous tics of Azzy inside there. Damn it, he was adorable. Dess looked him up and down, realizing that she was at least somewhat attracted to herself, before also realizing that she'd never had the chance to go down on another girl before. A bit of nerves shot through her, but she tamped that down, after all, who could possibly know her body better than she did?
With that thought in mind, she peeked up to Asriel, hooking her arms around her legs as she did, "You ready?"
Asriel couldn't remember how to speak. The way that December looked up to him was breaking his mind. He needed to remember how to speak as soon as possible though, he couldn't wait much longer.
"Yes. Please."
December grinned at that desperation. To feel so wanted like this, it made her body feel impossibly warm. She leaned in, taking her own scent in. The scent through Asriel's nose was all too pleasant. She was starting to understand why he enjoyed doing this to her. Dess lulled out her tongue, still not used to how much bigger everything was in Asriel's body. She worked her tongue for a second, getting used to it before leaning down and making her first contact.
She had no shame in how much she loved her own taste.
"Oh my gosh," Asriel barely made a sound as he dragged out his words. Underneath him, December laughed at him.
"Already? You're gonna be a mess, babe."
"Please keep doing the tongue thing."
December laughed into Asriel's thigh, before planting a kiss right next to his pussy. She licked the length of Asriel's pussy, spreading him with her tongue. An incomprehensible mess of noise came from Azzy as the tip of Dess' tongue flicked at Asriel's clit. Small sounds peaked out of Asriel's mouth with every little movement.
Dess started to lose her focus. The way that Asriel was reacting was unlike any other time she'd done this. He felt so much looser than before, like he was really comfortable for the first time in his life. It almost seemed like he had lost control, something entirely foreign to Dess. He always seemed so focused when the two had sex before. She was thankful for it, Asriel adored seeing December get off, so it worked out wonderfully. Now? For lack of better understanding, December swore that Asriel might be enjoying this.
That warmed her heart—an also unfamiliar feeling—as up until now she had no idea what having a heart was truly like. Hell, before now, she thought that phrase was just an expression. But the heart in her chest really did warm up. Seeing Asriel enjoy himself like this, and not performing for her. She didn't even mind if he would be a total pillow princess all night.
Asriel, likewise, wouldn't mind that at all. The body he was inhabiting slowly felt less like a body, and more of a vessel for pleasure. He felt so in-tune with himself. The way his chest buzzed like it did before he had been resurrected. He felt natural. Even though he was completely losing control of his limbs as his girlfriend worked him with her tongue, he had never felt more at one with the entire world. Pleasure had once felt muted, like he was seeing it through glass. Now, he drank pleasure like water.
Below him, December watched as she licked and played with Asriel's pussy. Of all the things she expected to do in her life, going down on her own cunt wasn't exactly something she saw coming, but now that it was happening, she wouldn't change it for anything. Azzy made faces she had never seen before, or at least hadn't seen with this kind of intensity. She looked up to him, catching his eyes every so often, before another flick of her tongue forced Asriel's eyes to close again. Though, she wasn't used to this body, and if she was honest with herself, she didn't expect that she'd want to stay in this body after tomorrow, but she was enjoying it while she had it.
Her own arousal was rampaging through her body. It was an odd feeling, having something on her body that had become so hard that it was almost painful. Not to mention with every little movement of her legs, her dick attempted to break free from its cloth-based prison. Before long, she couldn't help it, she let a hand fall between her legs, and fumbled with the zipper. She slowly wrapped her hand around her shaft, and stroked as her tongue attacked Asriel with pleasure.
She swore that she could cum just from the moans coming from Asriel.
Asriel hadn't noticed what was going on below him, and that Dess was playing with herself. For him, all that existed was Dess' tongue, and it was all the more special because it was Dess'. His body had faded away. So lost he didn't even realize that that he was in Dess' body anymore. It felt so perfect, so warm and so good. He would give anything in the world to bottle this feeling. That alone could cure all of the sadness in the world, and probably stop wars if he set his mind to it. There was a quiet dread that he'd have to return to his own body lying underneath him, but he was quite easily able to set that aside for now. Especially as Dess brought her other hand from around his leg, and slowly slipped her fingers inside of him.
The feeling of Dess' finger inside of him was so much more intoxicating than he thought would have been possible. He thought that surely her tongue was going to the best feeling ever. But the feeling of her tongue and fingers together was distilled bliss. How was Dess so amazing at this? He had attempted to ask that question, but all that came out was a series of half words, groans, and one long inhaled moan. It might have been better that he didn't get the question out, after all, it was Dess' body, wasn't it?
But that thought had seemed to escape him as his building orgasm was rearing back, ready to hit his entire body like a batter readying for a pitch. He felt himself tensing up through no act of his own. He wanted to warn Dess what was coming, as he had become accustomed of doing, but again his words failed him. He only barely managed to get her name out from his lips. It was slow, oozing from him like honey, and it hit Dess' ears just as sweetly. Just in time for Asriel's orgasm to swing.
His body became completely unwound in a second. Feeling like he was bursting from the outside in from pure warmth and pleasure. His chest buzzed loudly, he could almost hear it, and he swore it vibrated out to his breasts. All of him felt even more sensitive than he had before. The very air against his fur nibbled at him, and Dess' damned tongue kept working his clit as his climax rolled him over.
December kept at it for a few seconds before finally bringing her tongue away from Asriel, but those seconds felt like hours to him. After leaning back, she slowly worked his fingers inside of him, just enough to keep him on the edge, but she sat back and watched beside that. She watched as the feelings and pleasure washed over Azzy's face, one by one. Joy, pleasure, warmth, and everything more, both exactly what he deserved, and precisely what he was getting. She couldn't help but smile at him. She so badly wanted to pick herself up and kiss him, but she knew her own body. There was nothing on the planet that existed other than his orgasm, and Dess was perfectly happy with that. Even more, she could never recall seeing him be so comfortable. A few questions wriggled their way into her mind at that, but for now, she was alright with letting those be answered later. Her own pleasure as she slowly stroked her cock was enough to make her okay with that.
Her own orgasm was a ways away, but the pleasure was building as Dess kept her hand moving. She was completely shocked that Asriel didn't love this more. As she watched Asriel's mouth lull open, she couldn't help the thought that she wanted to cum down her boyfriend's throat. That thought alone made her body twitch with desire. Though it wasn't often, she adored going down on Asriel, and swallowing down every drop of his pleasure when she finished him off, she didn't like the taste, it was salty and unpleasant, but it was warm and it was Azzy, so she loved it.
That train of thought managed to fade away as she noticed Asriel slowly returning to the world around him. He blinked away the fuzziness of the world. Eventually, he managed to look down at Dess, who leaned her head against his inner thigh, smiling up at him. Once she knew he was actually aware that there was more in the world than just himself, she leaned up, and caught his lips in a kiss. She had to ignore how she felt Asriel's wet pussy against her body as she leaned into the kiss. It drove her crazy, and she instantly wanted to re-position and start fucking Asriel as hard as she could. She chose mercy, however, she didn't have a doubt in the world that Asriel would love it, but she knew full and well that he'd be too sensitive to start doing that after his first orgasm like this.
Instead, she distracted herself with thoughts of how soft Asriel's lips were. She couldn't help but love the feeling. Asriel was always a big kisser. He loved catching her in kisses all throughout the day when they had the chance, short and long. For a while, Dess was a little weirded out by it, but as time went along, she realized that she really loved how affectionate he was to her. Now, she wondered if he just loved her soft lips. If so, she could hardly blame him.
So, Dess kept kissing and kissing him. December even slipped her tongue inside of Asriel's mouth for a few seconds, getting a taste of their tongues together. Asriel blushed hard at that, but quickly melted into it. He nearly whined when Dess pulled away from him, and looked into his eyes, a grin plastered on her face, pure joy and cockiness deep into her eyes.
Asriel melted under her gaze. Part of him wanted to sit there and look into her eyes, but his mouth started moving before he wanted it to, "You're really good at that."
"Good at what?" Dess tilted her head, though that damn grin on her face betrayed any confusion. She knew what she was doing, and Asriel knew just as well. Asriel just hated that it was working.
"You're," Asriel started, pausing as the red in his face deepened, "You're really good with your tongue."
Dess picked herself up more, dropping her pants, and doing two things to Asriel. First, she leaned her head down, so that she was looking down at Asriel. Her eyes bore into him, and his own widened as he suddenly felt so much more ready to have December do whatever she wanted to with his body. That was all the better, because the second thing that December did was rub the shaft of her cock against the lips of his pussy.
"Am I?" December asked as she slowly grinded herself against her boyfriend.
"Yeah-mmm!"
Without fully realizing what he was doing, he slapped his fingers against his mouth, immediately stifling the moan that escaped him.
December let out a low breath-y laugh. She couldn't help it. It wasn't her fault that her boyfriend was so fucking cute. She already loved teasing him like this before, but now? He was more than receptive to it. Every part of him reacted, and far more than positively. She felt Asriel slowly grinding his hips against her. Though, she was sure that he didn't realize he was doing it, and she was right.
A thought crossed her mind, and lingered there, spreading a great hunger through her body. She could feel Asriel practically leaking onto her. She remembered one night after he had gone down on her, he was able to slide his cock inside of her with zero effort. As if one orgasm that night wasn't enough... She loved the feeling, Asriel hard inside of her. His cock fit inside of her like her pussy was made for him. Her body ached and pleaded for release as the memory played through her mind. She could still feel him grinding against her. His pussy felt heavenly, and she wasn't even inside of him yet. She knew what she had to do before anything else. She arched her hips back, the tip of her cock lining up perfectly with Asriel's slit. She pressed herself forward just enough for Azzy to feel it. He froze at the feeling, despite the warmth radiating from his very being. The look in his eyes was pure want.
"Tell me what you want me to do." Dess leaned in, and whispered into Azzy's ear.
It took a few failed attempts at forming words for Asriel to speak, "I want you inside me."
The way he spoke, it was as if he had just said the filthiest thing he ever had. That simply wasn't true, December could easily attest to that, especially now that she had his mouth. Pure embarrassment and longing laced Asriel's voice now.
"Just inside you? That's hardly anything."
"Dess..." He pleaded, "I want you to... have sex with me."
"Isn't that what we've been doing? Going down on you counts, you know."
He couldn't bear to even look at her, not with the flame in her eyes. It seemed like she was holding herself back more than anything. Questions of how difficult it was for her echoed through his mind, though he knew he'd never really get an answer. He didn't respond, not with words, at least. She knew exactly what he wanted, he just needed her to do it. He just had to hope that Dess would stop being able to contain herself.
Then, her voice dropped, with a texture like gravel in her throat, "Tell me you want me to fuck you."
Asriel instantly became a puddle. How dare Dess, using his weakness for voice like that. He knew what he had to do now. He took in a deep breath, and nearly shouted, "I want you to fuck me!"
The air between them became ice, so much so that Asriel questioned if he really said anything. He wouldn't have been surprised if he hadn't. A tier one swear was rare enough from him, but for Dess to get the swear out of him? It was unthinkable, but before he couldn't think of the terrible word he had just said, a feeling of flame-like pure bliss radiated from his pussy, completely eliminating the coolness that had taken over the room.
Dess thrust the entirety of her length inside of him, spreading his pussy with as little effort as she expected. Her knees buckled as the feeling spread through her. The way that Azzy's pussy hugged her cock made her yearn for more. Even better, Asriel started to reach for her, as if finding stability through her. He grabbed at her arms, eventually managing to wrap his arms around her wherever he could and pull her in closer. That feeling alone was better than anything sex could do for either of them. This closeness, the desire to be even closer together than they were, even if it wasn't possible.
Asriel knew that was always his favorite part about having sex with Dess, but now, the actual feelings his body etched into him were becoming a very close second. He could feel his body buzzing with pleasure, ebbing out from every part of him. From his peaked nipples against December's chest, to her legs against his inner thighs. It was pure fire, spreading head to toe, threatening to take over completely all over again. He had been sure that the best feeling would be December's tongue dancing on his pussy, but this was so much better. The fullness from December's cock, mixed with how easy it was to hear her breathing now. Her breaths were deep, but they hitched as Dess moved her hips, slowly pulling out of Asriel, leaving them both yearning, before she pressed forward, filling him up again.
He attempted to say how good it felt, but it had only come out as a pathetic, adorable, little moan. The sound made Dess' hips move faster, her own throat rumbled with long groans as the tightness of Asriel's pussy enveloped her cock. Her heavy balls swung like pendulums as her body moved, slapping against her boyfriend's butt in an oddly satisfying way. She hadn't realized up until now just how heavy her testes felt. Then, she thought about how it had been a while since Asriel had emptied them. She always adored when Asriel would fill her up. Now, she just had to hope that Asriel would love it just as much as she did.
A leg wrapped around Dess' hips, making her use more force to get her hips moving as much as they had been. Asriel was still trying to pull her closer, she felt his nails digging into her back, a strangely enjoyable sensation as it mixed with the pleasure from fucking Asriel. Did she do this often to him? A part of her almost felt guilty for that. But, then she saw just how much Asriel was losing himself to the pleasure. He didn't have a single idea what he was doing. All he knew was Dess' cock, and that brought a smile to her face.
More attempts at speaking came from Asriel. December swore that he was trying to say her name, so she helped him along, "You like that?"
Asriel nodded as he spoke, "Keep going. Please." Each word had a pregnant pause for Azzy to moan or take a breath. They were both caked in sweat, and sex, and neither of them would have it any other way.
December couldn't help herself as her love's words rang through her ears. She fumbled at first from a spike of pleasure, building up pressure in a dam that slowly threatened to burst. After recovering, she managed to meet their lips together, and she promptly melted into the kiss. She nearly stopped her thrusts while doing so, causing Asriel to let a whine bleed into the kiss.
She let out a soft laugh as she picked her thrusts up, going even faster than before to give this adorable brat exactly what he wanted.
"Needy, aren't you?"
Asriel didn't have a chance to reply before December caught him in a kiss again. Asriel knew that he didn't have to answer that, whenever she teased him like this, she always knew the answer. He would never admit how much he loved that, though he had a feeling that Dess knew by the way he blushed when she asked those questions. He was slowly realizing that Dess had never been this energetic when they had sex either, and that was really saying something. She always wanted sex more than he did, and that had been something that had just become baked into their relationship. He almost felt guilty for that, since he knew very well how much she enjoyed anything to do with this. For only a moment he felt bad that this was the first time he could fully return her energy. He quickly had the thought squashed when December slid her tongue into the kiss.
This was no time for Asriel to feel sorry, not when he was full of December's cock, and the sounds of their bodies slapping together filled the air.
Instead, he let himself enjoy the taste of December's tongue against his own. He let his eyes flutter closed and let everything in his world wash over him. The low groans from Dess working their way into their kisses, the fullness of her cock as she slammed into him. All of the thoughts and desires that he couldn't think, but only felt. His body translated them all for him, though it was cloudy, jumbled by pleasure and bliss. From what he could understand, he wanted Dess to do two things: fuck him until she couldn't stand, and fuck him until he couldn't walk.
December, if she were truly able to think clearly, would be thinking the same desires, but all of her thoughts were coming from the head of her dick. It was all about how warm and wet Asriel's pussy was, how he hugged her thick cock. The warmness in her heart that Asriel was finally enjoying this just as much as she always had. Occasionally she worried that Asriel didn't understand why she loved sex so much. Of course, she enjoyed the physical actions, but, as much as she struggled to voice it, she loved how close they were. To see Asriel uncomposed, and letting himself be as filthy as she knew he could be. How gorgeous he was when he was letting loose. It was the him no one but her had ever seen, and she would love that part of him, just as she loved the rest of him.
She wanted nothing more then for him to understand that, but right now, it seemed that at least on some level, he truly did. December swore that she was falling in love with Asriel all over again. It's what kept her eyes open, seeing him quiver as she plowed into him, seeing all of the pleasure and love wash over his beautiful face. It kept her coming back for kisses, long and short even as her body started to lose steam as the pressure in her body built up to a fever point. She wouldn't last much longer, even she could tell despite this building up to be her first orgasm with a cock.
"Azzy," She sputtered after a kiss, "I think I'm cumming."
Asriel muttered words of encouragement, though Dess didn't understand him. Before she could clarify, she felt the legs around her hips tighten around her. She took that as a request of where to cum.
December began to slam her cock inside of Asriel, deeper than before, as deep as she could manage. It drove a bark of a moan out of Asriel, which only served to drive December even further over the edge. She felt the electricity of pleasure building pressure from her dick to the rest of her body. She managed a few more thrusts before completely freezing, balls deep inside of her boyfriend. She felt the dam burst all at once, pure intensity as she filled Asriel's womb with cum.
Azzy, on his end, had his own orgasm come as hot semen filled him from the inside. December's cock, which might as well have been threatening to split him in two, had never felt better. She wanted to force it deeper inside of him, and he fully desired the same. Despite the near total loss of control, he managed just enough to pull Dess in for the deepest kiss they'd had all night. Everything in those seconds came together, combining and boiling over to create the single most blissful moment in their lives. Filling and being filled. Loving and being loved. The perfect give and take. Eventually, Asriel would wonder if sex could ever feel this good after this, but for now, he was too caught up in December to think of anything else.
As their respective orgasms waned, they leaned into each other, as if they truly needed each other for support if they wanted to do anything but collapse into a puddle of afterglow. Collapsing wouldn't do them much good yet, as Dess was still halfway off the bed, and Asriel wouldn't be able to bear more than a few seconds of them not touching and cuddling into each other. Dess shakily climbed onto the bed proper, before lying down next to Asriel and pulling him down onto her chest.
He was all too happy to lay his head down on her, catching his breath as he took in the feeling of Dess' warmth around him. He was always a little embarrassed to admit it, but he truly enjoyed being held like this. He nuzzled into her as he looked down at their bodies, intertwined and pressed against each other. Both of them wanted to say something to fill the air, not that it was needed, but it felt like a good time for it. Both of them knew how different this was from their usual love life. Neither of them, however, quite knew how to bring it up. Dess was the first to speak, which Asriel would never be able to thank her enough for.
"To think all the times you've not been feeling it, you've been passing that up," Dess chuckled in between breaths.
Asriel forced a laugh out of his nose, "You liked it that much, huh?"
"Holy shit, it was awesome. How do you not like that?"
In the same second that she finished the sentence, she realized how terrible it was to say that. She tried to sputter out something, trying to make it like she didn't just say what she did. She fell silent when Azzy tried to answer.
"I just-the way I..." Asriel's word fell off of his tongue. No strength behind any of them. Dess couldn't help but think he knew exactly what he wanted to say, but was too scared to speak them it into reality. He let his mouth slowly shut, and he nuzzled harder into Dess.
If nothing else, even if she just completely ruined the moment, at least he still wanted her for comfort. A slight comfort, even if Dess still just wished she would have said anything.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to go back to all that. I know how you are with sex sometimes."
"It's alright," Asriel whispered into her chest, not even sure himself how much he meant it.
"If it's anything, it wasn't just that my pussy feels fucking incredible, which it does," Dess said, ekking a slightly more genuine laugh out of Asriel that time. That was enough to warm her heart for her to keep going, "It was just, you looked like you wanted it. Like, really wanted it. The way you were grabbing at me, how beautiful you looked when you just let loose. It felt like another reason to love you."
She suddenly wanted to hold Asriel's hand. Damn, her boyfriend really was rubbing off on her. If it was something like this, though, she guessed that she was okay with it. She grabbed a hand that had been resting on her chest, and laced their fingers together. It took her far too long to realize that she had answered Asriel's question. Sure, she had another reason, but she steadily realized that there was only one reason that Azzy liked sex before.
Asriel squeezed Dess' hand back. A better of way of saying, "It's alright," than words could manage. Nothing else could replace the words that she spoke next, though.
"I love you, Dess."
She couldn't help but smile like a complete doofus. She blamed that on being in Asriel's body. There was no doofier smile than Asriel's. No bigger doofus than Asriel. That was alright though, he might have been a doofus, but he was her doofus. Another reason to love him, tacked on to a list longer than those pharmacy receipts he never let her leave at the self-check out.
With her newfound strength, she wrapped her arms around Azzy, and pulled him up, locking him into a kiss. A quiet "Eep!" escaped him. For all of his hugs that would get Dess at least an inch off the ground, he hadn't been on the receiving end of one of those hugs since he was a child. It might have been enough to drive an "Oh gosh," out of him, if he wasn't silenced by the kiss.
Any remnants of doubt or melancholy evaporated away into their kiss, dissipating away and being replaced with a pleasant warmth throughout his body. It was a wonderful thing to replace the last strings of afterglow. Neither of them even minded that they were still covered in sweat and sex. There was something about all of it that was just good. A simple mixture of things that were just that. Good.
Dess might have wanted to slip her tongue into the kiss, but decided that Azzy had probably had enough of her pushing his buttons, as much as she loved doing it. If she were perfectly honest, she was ready for another nap. As their lips parted, Azzy drifted back down to laying on Dess' chest. It was even more comfortable than it was before, and with a clearer mind, he was much more willing to just look the both of them up and down. He properly took in being in December's body, and he loved it more than he had when they'd had sex. He'd wrapped a leg around Dess on instinct, and became acutely aware that Dess' semen was leaking out of him. Something about that drove a spike of heat through him, like pure libido that wouldn't spread through the rest of his body.
He tilted his head over and looked at Dess more closely. He'd been looking at himself so much that he hadn't really taken it in that Dess was in his body. It's like he was seeing his body as if it were someone else. He had been told plenty of times that he was a handsome monster, and the few times that he'd been shirtless with others seemed to always grab a little more attention than he was used to. However, despite all of that, he never looked in the mirror and felt truly happy to be there. It was a dream body, but not his dream.
But now? He could actually look at himself without that contempt. He was sure that it was because Dess was in that body, and no matter what she looked like, he could never stop himself from loving her. Beauty was the shape of Dess, and the shape of Dess at the moment was a goat monster that was significantly bigger than himself.
His ear rested against her chest, and he listened close for a moment, parsing out the sound of her heartbeat. He couldn't count the times that Dess had done this to him. She was almost obsessive about it. On rough days, she would lay on top of him, and immediately put her ear to his chest. He couldn't say that he understood it before, and he still wasn't sure that he understood it now, but there was something about that beat, low with a distinct rumble against her chest that he found soothing as well. He couldn't say it was as good as Dess made it out to be, but he understood at least how Dess had fallen asleep on his chest so many times before.
That was probably the only thing he missed about being in his own body. That weight on his chest, proving to him that there was always at least one person who wanted him around, no matter what.
Now, a smile grew on his face as he looked at Dess, until slowly his eyes came back to her cock. It laid against her thigh, still glistening from filling Asriel up. His lips curled a bit, and his mouth felt so empty. Like days worth of thirst were thrust upon him in less than a second. A part of him wanted to reach out and touch her, but it felt wrong to do when she seemed like she was about to doze off underneath him. He was sure that it was nothing, and he could just doze off as well, but even after a mere twenty seconds passed, he was still just staring at December's penis, and fighting the desire to do something with it.
His mouth moved without his permission, "Hey Dess?"
She blinked at him, "Hm? What's up?"
He froze, suddenly unsure of how to translate his thoughts into words. His eyes and mind were locked onto Dess' shaft, and how good it might feel to do whatever he wanted with it. How amazing it would be to see Dess feel just as good as he had when she went down on him.
"Azzy? You alright?" Dess broke him from his spiraling.
"Oh! Uh, yeah, it's... It's nothing."
Even Dess could feel how hot his cheeks had gotten, and she quickly realized that Asriel definitely wanted to try something else. She considered teasing him for a moment, but decided that mercy was the way to go. For now.
"There something you want to try out?"
He should have known that Dess would know what he wanted. He whispered into her chest, just loud enough for her to hear, "Yeah. I do."
December picked herself up to sit, her thoughts making her cock twitch, something that Asriel picked up on immediately; and by the way his eyes followed Dess' member, she was starting to piece together exactly what Asriel wanted to do. She tilted her hips to poke her boyfriend with her flaccid dick, accidentally making herself giggle more than anything. Asriel couldn't help but follow suit, though his mind very quickly lost the comedy of the situation.
"What is it? Gonna warn you, I don't like anal, so I doubt-"
Asriel spluttered out a mess of syllables as his entire face took on a red glow, "That's not it!"
A small wave of relief washed over Dess, she was far more thankful for that than she would ever admit. Asriel had never asked to do anything of the sort, but her own curiosity had gotten the better of her before. Once. She let out a breath, and laughed to herself, "Oh, good."
Slowly, Azzy managed to calm himself down, and looked back down to the object of his desire. He wrapped a few fingers around Dess' cock, and slowly stroked at it. It was still a little sticky from dried semen, but it still felt wonderful in his hands. The way that Dess shuddered for only a second was also fantastic.
"I uh-I really want to," Asriel whispered.
"How are you still so embarrassed about all of this?" Dess said, partially laughing through the question, but also genuinely curious.
He looked down to his legs, but still stroked Dess' member. Asriel would have loved to have an answer for her but he didn't. He also would have liked to have been able to actually put his wants into words with all of this. Usually, he didn't have this much trouble with it. There was a certain coolness that came with being in his own body, but now, he felt so right and wonderful, that it was like all of his emotions were just overloading him. Even speaking felt better to do, as difficult as it could be. As soon as he realized this, he decided something important. Words were failing him, so his actions would have to save him. So, he took a breath, and steeled his nerves as he sat himself on his knees. Dess watched him curiously the whole time, not teasing or saying anything, but deciding to be patient to see precisely where this was going.
Asriel let out his held breath, and then leaned down with an open mouth right into Dess' cock. He instantly took half of her length inside of his mouth and closed his lips around her.
Dess' eyes shot wide open, and she let out a gentle and wavering, "Oh." Her hand found its way to the back of Asriel's head and he slowly bobbed his head up and down on Dess' dick. He dragged his tongue along her, taking in the tastes and feel of her. The little bit of dried cum was salty, and the taste of his pussy was still on her, but he savored both flavors, and let them mingle on his tongue as he continued to work her.
"So you wanna know what it's like to suck cock?" Dess let out as she stroked the back of her boyfriend's head.
Asriel blushed. He slowed down, not taking her cock out of her mouth, but instead letting out a, "Mmhmm," against her.
"You like it?" Her smooth voice was killing Asriel. He could already feel himself getting wet again, which was only helped by how hard Dess was getting in his mouth.
Another, "Mmhmm," came from him.
Dess let out a moan into the air, starting to love the feeling of Asriel's tongue against her. Asriel somehow looked even cuter with her cock in his mouth. She couldn't say she adored being in Asriel's body, but it definitely had its perks. Her smirk turned into a grin, "You're not too bad at this... Hmm... You know, if you're in my body, that makes you a girl for now, huh?"
Asriel supposed so, but it felt strange to think about, not unpleasant, just strange. He said nothing, letting Dess chasing the string of thought while going down on her. His heart fluttered as he took her taste and scent in further. It spread a warmth throughout him, not unlike the pure libido of before, but just different enough for him to notice. His ears perked as Dess continued after a low groan.
"So, are you my good girl?"
Asriel completely froze, his entire being consumed by a jolt of pure heat. His pussy soaked in an instant.
"Oh, shit. I'm sorry. Too far?" Dess started to back away, taking her hands back to herself, and watched as Asriel lifted off of her and looked into her eyes. Pure hunger permeated his pupils.
"Please call me that again."
She was partially relieved she hadn't made him uncomfortable, but she couldn't act like she didn't notice what had made him turn like that. She most definitely had questions, but for now, she a had a love to make happy. She put a thumb to his cheek, and dropped her voice to a low gravel, "Maybe I will if you keep sucking my cock."
Asriel didn't have to think about that for a second. Immediately his lips wrapped back around Dess, and he bobbed up and down, licking every part of her he could, even bringing his hand into to jerk Dess off where his mouth wasn't reaching yet.
"Oh damn," Dess barely breathed the words out, "Good girl."
Those two words were enough to jumpstart Asriel's heart. Excitement drove every movement of his body. His tongue hastened around Dess, and his head bounced up and down quicker than before. He was nearly gagging on every downward motion, but he was helpless. He loved this. In between moans, and groans, December would mutter down to him how good of a girl he was. He couldn't help but slide a hand in between his legs and fumble around to play with himself. Rubbing his clit felt amazing, and when he managed to slide a finger inside of himself, the buzzing in his check quickened even more.
He nearly burst when Dess spoke down to him, "You're my good girl, aren't you?" with a cocky grin that he could just see out of the corner of his eye.
He slid another finger inside of himself, a little more awkwardly than he would have liked, but it was so much easier to finger Dess than it was himself. Despite that, he was managing to pick up on it rather quickly. It felt far more natural than it did when he was in his own body. That wasn't even to mention how much better it felt when Dess' cock was inside of his mouth, and her moans were filling his ears with the most beautiful orchestra of moans and filthy language that he had ever heard.
December just allowed herself to lean back and enjoy herself, occasionally egging Asriel on as he worked her. She had to admit, she was a touch jealous at good Asriel already was at this. A part of her wondered if Azzy had any toys that he had never told her about, and what he had done with them if they existed. Her heart jumped as Asriel took her deeper into his mouth. She spoke a gentle, "Be careful, baby," but she was sure that he didn't hear a word of what she said, though, he pulled up to the head of her cock for just a moment to breathe.
It was far from a break though, he jerked her off with something bordering on aggression as he lapped his tongue around her head. Her hips tensed on their own, and she could feel another orgasm ebbing its way out of her. Her breathing grew more ragged as the pleasure worked its way over her. The little affirmations and pet names slowly gave way to nothing but involuntary noises that escaped Dess' lips, and fed into Asriel losing his mind in the best way possible.
Asriel only wished that he could take the entirety of Dess into his mouth, but she was just too much for him. She had filled him once tonight, but he wanted more. Needed more. His fingers clumsily worked himself as his mind fell into a complete haze. He was unsure what was real, if anything was real. It was all too good, too perfect. Dess felt amazing in every way, and he loved the way she was making him feel. Everything was just right. His body, the tastes, and scent of Dess, the fullness and warmth in his mouth. It shouldn't have been possible for life to be this amazing, but here he was.
Azzy had completely lost himself by now. He only vaguely heard Dess' moans, only registering that they were her feeling just as good as himself. He thought he heard labored words for a moment, but he couldn't make them out, his mind was too much of a mess. He wouldn't piece together that it was a warning until it was just too late.
"Azzy!" Dess almost shouted and tension took over her body as she came.
That beautiful pet name that Dess always called him felt like home. He couldn't linger on the feeling for long though, as he felt his mouth fill with a shot of thick semen. The first string was enough to take him out of revelry, but he found himself falling right back into it as the second volley of cum filled his mouth. He couldn't say that he liked the taste, though. It was salty, and unpleasant, but it was warm and it was Dess, so he quickly fell in love with it.
The taste stuck to his tongue as he pulled away from Dess. He sat up on his knees, he worked his throat to swallow the load of cum. A heaviness clung to his throat as he let a breath out. His hand was still in between his legs, his fingers sliding in and out with wet slicks as he let warmth and horniness flush over his body.
December pulled herself to get a look at Asriel, his breathing ragged, and his tongue lulled out. She was almost concerned, until she noticed that Asriel was still playing with himself. She let out a shallow giggle as she noticed, her heart warming as she watched her love fidget and squirm under his own fingers.
"You have fun, babe?"
Asriel could only nod.
She crawled toward him and caught him in a kiss, he groaned out pleasure into the connection.
"God, you're insatiable," Dess whispered, "Come on, we need a shower." Dess grabbed his wrist, the one he had been using to finger himself. He whined quietly, clearly having had enough of Dess' teasing. That was just mean.
"Don't worry," She whispered into his ear, "I'll show you something really fun in there."
That was all that it took to convince Asriel to follow her into the shower. It was the longest shower the two of them had ever had, and only a small portion of the shower actually involved either of them getting clean. December had far too much to show Asriel on how to really use his fingers. Of course, that was followed by Dess getting far too hard for her cock to be left alone. Neither of them had any idea how long had passed in the shower, nor how any of their neighbors hadn't complained about all of the noise; but when they finally got out of the shower, legs wobbly, and exhaustion finally taking over their bodies, the moon had risen well into the sky. After they dried themselves off, they collapsed into bed, and dragged themselves closer together to cuddle the night away until they drifted off into a deep sleep.
The next morning hardly felt real. Both of their bodies were tinged with exertion, and despite Asriel's desires, there was no more energy left in either of them for any more enjoyment. Instead, they merely lazed about for the day. Asriel quite enjoyed just existing in Dess' body, though as time went on, December seemed quite ready to get back to normalcy. That being said, she easily noticed how Asriel seemed to dread the coming evening, when they'd go back to Alphys' lab, and reverse all of this. Go back to normal. Dess knew she was ready for it.
Asriel dreaded it.
The afternoon sun beat down on the both of them, now returned to the exact state in which they had entered the previous day.
Dess stretched out, trying to limber herself up, she already knew that she was going to be sore today, but this was ridiculous. She looked over to Asriel, who seemed just as stiff, though she doubted it had much to do with exertion. She knew she wanted to ask how he felt. She knew she could, and Asriel would definitely appreciate it, but that didn't make it easier. It was difficult to put the words together, but slowly, she managed it, breaking Asriel from a spiral in his own head.
"How you feeling? You really took me for a ride, huh?" She said, one of her joints popping as if to prove the point.
Asriel blushed but managed the tiniest laugh. The instant the laugh was over, a frown took over his face again. He felt all of the space that his body took up, all the things that he didn't have yesterday night, and this morning. He missed their absence. He prepared his mind for dealing with the fact that he'd have to get back to living with them, only with more consciousness that he felt wrong.
He felt someone squeeze his hand, and he looked over to see Dess looking up at him, a gentle smile on her face, her eyes doing everything they could to tell him it would all be okay.
It didn't really work. He wanted to break down. Fall apart, and never be put back together. But he couldn't, Dess would never let him. She'd always be there to pick up the pieces.
"What's on your mind?"
"I... I miss your body."
December very much wanted to say, You can have it whenever you want, but she knew that wasn't what he meant.
"Yeah? How so?"
Asriel was quietly cursing Dess' name. She must have learned this from his mother. That gentle prodding, making him put all of his thoughts into words. Knowing that she didn't need to understand what he was feeling, he did.
"I just, don't feel right, anymore. Like yesterday, I woke up and could just breathe, and I had no idea I was choking."
He put his weight into her, and she returned just as much.
"I know it's not my body," he continued, "and I can't just take it back. I just wish I could have my own? I don't know how to say it."
Dess considered this for a moment. Slowly, she put a few more things together. She had the puzzle pieces ever since Asriel was in her body, but now, especially as she thought back to a few conversations she'd had with Frisk, everything clicked.
"You know, you really liked it when I called you a girl last night."
The red in Asriel's face returned in full force. He couldn't deny that if he wanted to. He really did enjoy it, in that sexual way, but there was so much more to it as well. He wished that he could understand it, could keep feeling it, forever and ever. He was looking at the same puzzle pieces as Dess, but somehow, they were taking so much longer to fit together. He worked through them, trying and failing to fit them together. Thoughts of the night before, all of the feelings...
Very slowly, it dawned on Asriel. Dess did not have a boyfriend. She had a girlfriend.