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Spamton looked at the address on the letters again to plan his route.
“Are you sure you want to go alone?” Tenna asked worriedly.
“I need to be able to do my own job without help, Ant.” He told him. “And everyone here knows that I belong to you at this point.”
“Are you sure?” The bigger man asked unconvinced.
“I think having you follow me and give everyone a death stare who dares to even look at me wrong for the past three months gave it away.” He stored away the letters. “That or when you told everyone that I am your mate for even breathing in my direction.”
Ant looked away in embarrassment. “Oh… right…”
“You worry too much, I’ll be fine and Asgore already gave me my own official uniform. Even Undyne is begrudgingly tolerating me. That makes the three most worrisome monsters safe, everyone else hasn’t been nearly as threatening.”
“You’re right…” Ant pouted. “If you’re not back in time, I’ll make sure someone pays though.”
“Please don’t get us in trouble…” He sighed. “I’ll be fine. I tamed the biggest, baddest monster of all time after all…” Spamton winked and headed out. “See you in a few hours and don’t follow me or you won’t get any belly rubs tonight.”
Tenna pouted.
{skip}
Spamton stretched before he headed back. It took a bit longer than expected without his boyfriend’s help but it wasn’t too bad. He could become more efficient in the future.
While he walked back from the outpost of his last delivery and dragged his transport sledge behind himself, he noticed that he was at the bottom of the cliff again.
“Huh… this is where everything started.” He mumbled and wondered whether his car was still there.”I got really lucky, that a tree caught my fall...” Spamton laughed to himself. “Maybe I had a guardian angel.”
He explored a bit when he finally found it, the broken tree and a suspicious pile of uneven snow. The human removed some and found his old car. “There you are… poor thing. Maybe they’ll have parts to repair you but there aren’t any streets here.” He cleared the windows when he noticed all the packages and letters he didn’t deliver.
{skip}
“I’m home.” Spamton said and took off his wet clothes. “Ant?” He was a bit suspicious because his boyfriend was usually greeting him like a traditional wife.
He walked inside and wondered whether the bigger man was still at work but he didn’t expect them both to be late.
Something grabbed him without warning. Spamton struggled when something chomped down on his head and licked it like some weird lollipop.
The human kicked and squirmed and pushed himself off as best as he could when he got finally released and dropped on the floor. “Ant! What the hell???”
His boyfriend pouted, clearly unhappy and licking his lips to trace the human’s taste while he kept his arms crossed. “You’re late…”
“Seriously?” Spamton crossed his arms as well. “Way to greet me…”
Ant grinned. “I thought you liked the rough treatment.”
The smaller man scoffed but put on a grin. “I’d prefer having something to eat before I get eaten myself.” He cocked a brow.
The monster laughed. “Fair enough… see it as punishment for letting me wait.” He headed for the kitchen. “I ordered something from Grillby’s. Hope you like burger and fries.”
“You really don’t have much variety in your food, do you?” Spamton noted. “We’ve been eating the same ten things since I came here unless I make something up with the ingredients we have available.”
Ant sighed. “Yeah… that’s why I’m so happy that you cook for me when you don’t have work! And why you taste so good…” He licked Spamton’s hair. “I want to try something new today.” He grinned. “After you ate.”
“Can I clean up first?” He asked.
“Sure but it will be a waste of time.” Ant warned him and grinned.
“Should I be scared?” The human sighed, showing everything except fear. “But…” He thought about it. “You’re eating me almost every day now. Don’t you think you’re developing a problem?”
“What do you mean?” Ant asked confused.
“It’s just weird that you had no desire to eat humans before and now you can’t have enough of me. You also said a while ago that you feel as if you didn’t have the right food all your life.” Spamton thought about it.
“What are you implying…” Ant seemed nervous and looked away.
“I did some research at the library.” Spamton told him. “You’re an ant, right? Ants are scavengers and eat everything. This includes plants and animals, not only insects but corpses.” He explained. “But you’re also part spider. And spiders need living food. Not only for nutrition and moisture but also because the struggling is what triggers their predatory instincts.” He paused. “Spiders and ants are also cannibals with female spiders eating their mates after sex. That would explain why you really get in the mood to eat me when we’re having fun in the bedroom.”
Ant’s antennae hung while he rubbed awkwardly over his arm. “So, you’re saying that I can survive with regular food but my body craves living meals anyway because of my spider genetics?” He dug his claws into his arm. “And that part of me wants to actually eat you like you’re just prey?”
Spamton sighed. “I mean… it’s possible. But it’s just genetics and instinct. You’re not a wild animals that only acts based on that. You’re a person. You have morals and feelings that oppose this nature.”
“And now you’re worried that I might forget myself one day and hurt you…” He looked away in shame.
“Not really. I have no reason not to trust you.” He rubbed his neck. “I‘m just worried that you… you’re…” He gulped. “You…”
“I’m?” Ant shrunk a bit.
“You’re a pervert with a human fetish.” Spamton turned away dramatically while letting out an exaggerated gasp.
Ant stared at him and blushed embarrassed. “Seriously???”
Spamton laughed at his reaction when he received a pillow to the side.
“Go and clean up… you don’t get any tummy time today!” The monster huffed.
“Yeah, right…” Spamton grinned. “As if you can resist this hot bod.” He wiggled with his ass and disappeared into the bathroom.
“You’re a dumbass!” Tenna yelled back after the door closed.
{skip}
Spamton took a quick shower and changed into something more comfortable before he joined Tenna in the kitchen.
“I’m starving.” Spamton sighed and sat down in front of the burger and fries when he noticed there was only one plate. “Did you already eat?”
“No.” Ant’s stomach growled.
“…alright.” He said suspiciously and started eating, always keeping an eye on Tenna’s next move. “How was work?”
The monster’s gaster wagged. “Uneventful. I was mostly thinking about you. Lately there haven’t been any humans coming this way but it was always rare.”
“That’s good.” Spamton replied stiffly, he didn’t trust this together with his boyfriend’s earlier warning.
“Why so nervous?” Ant grinned down at him. “Did anything happen at work?” He acted innocent again but that grin was knowing.
Spamton chewed on his fries. “Not really.” He replied and kept watching his boyfriend while he ate. This dinner was so awkward but he knew that Ant was just waiting for him to finish eating. “Plan on telling me what you’re up to?”
Ant became giddy. “No! Where would be the fun in that? It will be a surprise and a reward AND a punishment.” He grinned.
Spamton took a bite from his burger. “A punifment for wat?” Spamton asked with a full mouth.
“For letting me wait.” The monster said as if it was obvious.
“Right! Sorry for doing my job.” Spamton replied sarcastically. “But lay it on me… I’m ready whenever you are.” He finished his burger and licked his fingers. “Glutton.”
Tenna blushed embarrassed and got up after Spamton finished eating to push up his shirt.
“Hey! Careful. I like this one.” He frowned but was also flustered and confused when Tenna poked his stomach. “What are you doing?”
“You got a bit of a gut…” Ant giggled. “I like my meal with a tasty filling.” He licked his lips.
Spamton blushed harder and gulped. “Ant…”
Tenna grinned. “Spammy…” He stripped him off the clothes and licked his lips. “I warned you that cleaning yourself would be futile.”
“Was worth a try.” He shrugged and got picked up shortly afterwards. “Woah!”
“You know… I love you.” He smiled. “And I know you’d make the perfect burger topping.”
Spamton stared at him dumbfounded. “A what?” He suddenly got placed on a way too large burger bun before some other ingredient got put on him.
“How the hell did you get this???” Spamton asked bewildered while his boyfriend covered him in vegetables and sauce before a second bun pressed down on him.
“Yum! You look delicious, Spammy! Or should I say Patty?” He laughed. “Grillby’s makes large food sometimes.”
“I hate you sometimes.” The human rolled his eyes when Tenna moved closer to take a bite out of the burger, barely missing Spamton.
“Good! But needs more meat.” He chewed before swallowing and licking his lips.
Spamton smirked at him. “Ever thought about becoming a performer if the whole royal guard thing doesn’t work out?”
“Who knows.” He took another bite and gulped it down without chewing. “You’re all the audience that I need though…”
Spamton grew nervous when his space on the burger became limited. “Haha… careful with those chompers, big guy.”
“I’ll be gentle.” He rubbed his belly when it let out a growl. “Can’t say the same about my stomach!” He shoved the rest of the Burger and Spamton into his mouth, quickly swallowing him down but needing a few gulps because of the tight fit despite his increased size.
He sighed and dropped on the creaking couch while rubbing his full gut. “That hit the spot!” Ant let out a satisfied burp.
Spamton saved himself from the acid by climbing on the unchewed part of the bun. “Mhm… great. I love sitting in a bunch of digesting food!” He nudged the walls.
“Quit being dramatic, you can leave whenever you want.” He smirked and pushed into his stomach. “That you’re still in there means that you like it…” He patted his belly. “Don’t stay too long though or I have to send you along.”
Spamton blushed, he couldn’t deny that he enjoyed this, knowing he can leave but is choosing not to. He lay down on the bread and closed his eyes to listen. It was loud, the organ was gurgling and churning. He could feel the food under him soften and dissolve until his toes touched the acid.
It had started to tingle shortly after he entered but now that it was itching he decided it was time to go.
Ant seemed to feel the same way and lay down on his back, giving Spamton easier access to the opening.
Tenna’s size made it a bit harder to reach because he almost slipped but when he pushed into the tight squeeze, it sucked him in and pushed him along before dropping Spamton off in the crop.
“You’re good?” Ant asked and quit the act completely.
“I’m great. You worry too much.” He stretched. “Don’t think you’ve been this big before. How big can you even get?”
“Not sure. I usually just change it for convenience or when I am very emotional. Otherwise I don’t change it much.” He admitted.
“Now I’m curious.” Spamton nuzzled into the flesh. “You can enjoy me for a bit but get me out in an hour. I have something that I need to take care of.”
“Will do. I clean up in the meantime.” He patted his gaster and got to it.
Spamton listened to the sounds of digestion while Tenna’s small stomach took care of dinner and the crop kept him safe.
It was strange what you can get used to in such a short time. Only a few months ago he would have thought this was a horror scenario and not a fun little activity with his boyfriend.
He hoped those peaceful days would never end.