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For the next few days Asgore found himself thinking of Aero more and more. Sometimes in passing, other times when he had yet another binge session. Only living up the street from the young hybrid, he was often invited over to his home for tea.

He genuinely enjoyed Aero's company, but... was this just lust or did he really want something more? But he still had a job to do. He had to push those thoughts, those feelings down. How could someone so kind, so innocent, find love in a murderous, hedonist slob?

Asgore stepped out of his truck, the gravel crunching and scraping beneath his boots. He adjusted his hat and took a breath. It wasn't Toriel's home, but it was no secret that she and Sans were dating. He approached the front door and he found himself staring at the wreath that hung on the door. Buttercups and roses entangled around a wooden plaque.

He nibbled on his lip as his eyes began to water. No, he couldn't, not here.

He jolted as the door opened and Aero was the one behind it.

"Asgore!"

The skorgi threw himself at the larger monster and embraced him.

"Hey, there's my favorite kiddo!" Asgore pulled him into a headlock and planted a big, wet kiss on his forehead.

Sans appeared shortly after holding a glass of lemonade, "Sup Your Majesty?"

Asgore released the young hybrid, "Come on now Sans, ya know that I'm no king anymore," he said. He lifted up his bag gardening tools, "Just a humble landscaper here on the surface now,"

"Sans? Who's at the- Oh thank the heavens!" Papyrus gleefully scampered over to the door and took the former king's wrist, telling him about his plants.

Both Aero and Sans chuckled, following the two to the backyard.

Suffice to say, the Skelebros backyard was... a mess. The grass was gnarly and overgrown, weeds infested what appeared to be the flowerbed, and a tree lay uprooted through the middle of it, with what remained of a lawnmower crushed .

"Undyne had um... tried helping us." Sans said, nervously rubbing the back of his neck.

"If you need help, the Great Papyrus and Aero would be honored in Operation Yardwork!" Papyrus declared.

Asgore smiled, "I would greatly appreciate that,"

Aero gently elbowed the older male, "Don't worry big guy, I'll cook you some lunch for your troubles after all this,"

"Golly, ya dun' hafta do all that," Agore said, not even noticing his accent slipping through. It didn't help that he felt his member stir in his trousers upon hearing the term big guy.

But despite that, he, Aero, and Papyrus got to work. The fallen tree was no trouble for Asgore as he was able to break it down. Most being firewood now, Aero took up mowing as Papyrus too to weeding.

The hybrid couldn't help but sneak a glance over the large male as he brought the ax down on another log. His large body was dripping in sweat; he could only imagine being pinned down with his weight.

He let out a yelp when he realized he had been caught staring and his cheeks took on a green hue. Asgore quickly looked away, the reddening of his own cheeks becoming apparent.

Eventually, the yard was cleared up, there was still a hole where the tree was uprooted, but with the grass mowed, there was definitely more room for plants and quite possibly a garden. Asgore sat on the step to admire his handiwork, both Aero and Papyrus collapsed in the middle of the yard as the afternoon sun beat down on them.

"So how long have you been ogling Blue Boy?" Sans asked.

Asgore jumped as he realized the skeleton had settled beside him. "Geez, could ya not scare me like that?!"

Sans chuckled, "Sorry, it can't be helped."

The burly monster couldn't find an answer, though, it had to have been since they arrived here. Despite attempting to kill him, steal his soul and cross the barrier on his own, the younger male still showed him kindness. Aside from his more carnal desires, just being around Aero made him happy.

Thinking this, Asgore found himself smiling.

"Well, ya didn't hear this from me, but... he's into you too." Sans said.

"He is?!"

"Ya tend to over hear things." Sans face seemed to look more embarrassed when he said this.

"Are... are you sure?" Asgore asked. "I mean, I don't wanna get my hopes up."

"There's a reason he asks you to come to the cafe all the time. He wants to be around ya. 'Sides, you should see how big a smile he gets when he's making you those lunches," Sans said, gently elbowing the goat monster.

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Aero smoothed out his shirt and fixed his hair and cleared his throat. "Good evening your Highness, I brought you some cake for dinner tonight? ...No, that's cheesy." he muttered.

"Hey, I heard you were looking for some cake, how about mine? Ew no, that's definitely too dirty," Aero said.

Before he could continue his rehearsal, the front door opened, revealing Asgore dressed in much more formal clothing. A button-down and a vest with slacks; "dad attire" as Aero would call it.

"G-good evening Your Cake, I heard you were looking for some Highness," Aero stammered, only for the former royal to let out a hardy laugh and pat the boy's shoulder.

"Ah, Aero, come inside please," Asgore said giddily. He stepped aside and ushered the skorgi inside.

Aero wrinkled his nose at the harsh scent of bleach and cleaning solvent. It was antiseptic in a way, sterile even.

"I-I hope you like pasta!" Asgore said.

"Oh no, it's not Papyrus' spaghetti is it?" Aero asked.

Both men shuddered at the memory of the last time the skeleton had cooked for them.

"Er, no. Alfredo." Asgore said.

Aero breathed a quiet sigh of relief. As he set the box on the counter, Asgore snapped his fingers and set two candles on the table alight.

"Some mood lighting," Asgore said with a smirk.

He pulled out a chair and gestured for him to sit.

"My, such a gentleman," Aero chuckled.

"Just showin' a lil' hospitality is all," Asgore said.

A grin spread across Aero's face while Asgore went to prepare plates. "Y'know, I really appreciate you inviting me over tonight, Asgore."

"No trouble at all! Think of it as a make up for missing karaoke nights," Asgore said.

Aero's eyes went wide as his plate was set in front of him. It certainly smelled heavenly as well. He watched Asgore take a seat across from him and almost immediately dig in. The first bite was nothing short of delicious, the creamy alfredo sauce, the chicken was flavorful and juicy as well.

Dinner came and went until they came to discussing their lives since they had come to the surface. Asgore watched Aero go on about the cafe, letting his chin rest atop his big, broad hands. This was the same young man that would lift a finger to harm him back in the Underground and consoled him when he cried on that mountain and saw the sunset for the first time in centuries.

"...Aero."

The skorgi paused, "Yeah?"

"Have... have you ever been in love?" Asgore asked.

Aero raised a brow, "Once... at least I thought I was."

Asgore's eyes went wide, "Did you ever tell them?"

"It was more than just telling them. They were... they were my first. They welcomed me with open arms, they were kind, they were funny, and from the time in my life, they were home, at least for a little while." Aero let out a sad chuckle, suddenly becoming occupied with a stray noodle on his plate. "I... pushed. There were some obvious differences and well, they didn't see it the way I did. They were as patient as they could be with me but I couldn't stand being without them a-and I wanted it to work, I really did, but I ended up making some really... poor choices."

Asgore's expression softened and he reached across the table and placed his hand on top of Aero's. They didn't need to speak, just looking into each other's eyes was enough.

"I was hurt too, kiddo. I did unspeakable things to try and save my people. Now, I'm... all alone." Asgore said.

"Azzy..." Aero said

If he was going to say this, it had to be here.

"B-but... I'm not so alone when I'm around you. W-when you're with me, I feel... I feel a lot. Especially when you bring me food... i-it's like consuming a piece of your love when I do I get... I get..." Asgore trailed off as he noticed Aero staring at him.

"Does my cooking... arouse you, Asgore?"

Biting his lip, the former king nodded slowly.

Aero started lifting his hand and started holding Asgore's. "It... makes me excited seeing a big fella like yourself,"

Asgore blushed and idly scratched at his cheek, "Like my belly?"

A smile spread across the younger hybrid's features, "Everything. Your belly, your shoulders... your feet..."

"My feet?" Asgore asked with a chuckle.

"Yeah..."

They sat there for a while until Asgore finally worked up enough courage to open it again. "I'd really like to kiss you."

"Just kiss?" Aero said.

"...and more?"

"I'd like that."

Upstairs was where they both laid in Asgore's plush bed, idly petting and groping on another. Asgore's hand ran down Aero's back, tracing the contours of his toned muscles, letting a low rumble echo in his chest.

Aero reached for the hem of his shirt and lifted it over his head and almost immediately Asgore's hands started feeling the soft, jiggly flesh.

"Yours is squishier than mine," muttered the monster.

"Heh, well yours is more of a muscle gut,"Aero said with a giggle.

Asgore lifted up his shirt to show off his own powerful gut, "Muscle gut?"

Aero started rubbing Asgore's belly, starting in slow, clockwise circles, watching as the monster's confused face started to melt into one of content. Despite it being firm, it still had plenty of jiggle to it. The skorgi climbed on top of him and started using both hands to rub his lover's belly.

"O-oh my," Asgore groaned.

"Sorry, it's just so big and your fur is so soft," Aero said. The feeling of his silken white fur sent goosebumps.

"Look at ya," Asgore said, slipping his own hand between Aero's thighs and groping the tent in his jeans.

The skorgi let out a yelp as the green hue overtook his cheeks.

"Guess we're both horny for these big 'ol guts of ours," Asgore said.

"Yeah." Aero said.

"Can we... can we kiss now?" Asgore asked shyly.

"...Yeah."

Aero bent down and inched closer to Asgore's face. He cupped his face with his hands and pressed their lips together. Asgore let out a small moan, letting his hands run up and down his sides. He started undoing the smaller male's belt and started tugging them off.

But Aero let out a small growl and kissed him harder, biting his lip as he maneuvered himself to let Asgore undress him.

"Fuck." Asgore gasped. "You're beautiful. I've wanted to do this for so long," Asgore said.

Suddenly a lightbulb went off in Aero's head, "Hold on, I have an idea, I'll be right back," Aero climbed off of him and scampered downstairs, only to return with the box of cake he arrived with, a gallon of milk, as well as a box of cookies from the cupboard.

Without saying a word, Asgore started to strip off his pants and left himself in a lilac-colored jock.

"Tell ya what, you're gonna eat this whole cake and I'm gonna blow you. If you shoot before you finish, I top, but if you finish before you cum, I do. Sound good?"

Asgore nodded.

Aero handed the box to him and climbed between his strong legs. He buried his face in his crotch and took a deep whiff. A quick glance upward confirmed Asgrore was already beginning to dig into the desert. Tugging the jock to one side, his eyes went wide at the size of Asgore's dick. Definitely shorter than his, but it was like a heavy-duty flashlight dangling between his legs. Lightly dusted with the golden hairs that made up his happy trail.

"Oh wow," Aero said.

"Hmph?" Asgore grunted.

"You're sooo, big, Azzy," Aero said, nuzzling against the man's cock.

"Mmph!" Asgore's erect flexed against the skorgi's face as a bead of pre oozed from the tip. "Oooohhh," he moaned.

Taking Asgore's balls into his hand and rolling them around, it was like holding a sock filled with marbles. He brought his nose against them and moaned as their musky scent pervaded his senses.

"You smell so good," Aero said dreamily.

Asgore said, nothing, but kept himself quiet with the cake filling his maw.

His tongue dragged across the monster's scrotum, slow and agonizingly pleasurable. This action caused pre-cum to drool down the shaft which Aero licked up, tracing the bulging vein running up the length with the tip of his tongue.

"S-suck on it," Asgore whined.

"Should I?" Aero asked, flicking his tongue at the head of his dick, moaning at the salty taste of his nectar.

"Y-yes please. Oh please!" Asgore moaned.

"See, I think a little piggy should keep stuffing himself." Aero only let the head slide into his mouth and swirl his tongue around it. He felt Asgore's thighs tremble in pleasure, only for him to pull off with a pop. "Cause I remember hearing a pig beg to be fed, right?"

"U-uh, y-yeah..."

"Maybe I'll ask Alphys to build a nice feeding chair." Aero's finger gently grazed the underside of Asgore's spasming cock, "Feeding funnel, restraints, the works."

Asgore nearly choked on the last bite of the cake as he listened to Aero's voice.

"Watching this big gut swell and grow with tasty treats, and you know what?" Aero's gentle touch turned into full stroking as he jiggled Asgore's full belly.

"Mmm?" Asgore asked.

"You're gonna be just as hard as ya are now. Blimping up all big and full for me."

Asgore's toes curled as a familiar tingle in his balls started to build. "A-Aero I'm... I-'m gettin' close..."

"Yeah? You gonna cum, pig?" Aero teased.

"F-fuck-- N-not yet-- oh Gods!" Asgore covered his face with his arm as pre-cum drooled from his dick, making his foreskin smack wetly in Aero's hand. Easing the skin back, Aero rubbed the head with his thumb watching as the older man's body trembled and twitched.

Chuckling darkly, Aero leaned in close, planting kisses on Asgore's stomach, until he reached his chest and started to tease his bright pink nipples.

"Y-ya got a great mouth," Asgore moaned. His whole body was in overdrive as the skorgi seemed to kick every nerve in his body into overdrive. His toes hadn't ceased curling, hell, he could swear he could fill a shot glass with the amount of pre drooling from his cock.

Giggling, Aero laid against Asgore's chest, feeling it rise and fall with his deep, shuddery breaths. "All the best to taste you with, sugar." he said.

"Should I?" Asgore gestured to the erection between Aero's legs.

"Yeah, you got any lube? Condoms?" Aero asked.

"Lube's in tha second drawer there... but I don't have any rubbers," Asgore said shamefully.

Aero smiled before leaning over and opening the drawer Asgore was talking about. "Have you ever been um... fucked before?"

Asgore's face went red. He gave a slow nod, not making eye contact with the young skorgi.

"Hey," Aero said, cupping Asgore's face. He pulled his head close and planted a kiss on his nose. "Don't sweat it, I'll be real gentle,"

"Okay... I trust ya," Asgore said.

Aero settled into the spot beside Asgore and drizzled the lube onto his cock, but as he went to spread it over his shaft, the older monster stopped him, "Here," he said.

Asgore straddled Aero's hips, with the gallon of milk in hand. He reached behind him and greased his rock hard manhood, as it pulsated in his hand. Aero folded his arms behind his head and let out a content sigh.

Biting his lip, Asgore felt Aero's hard-on slide up and down his asscrack. Looking down at the skorgi, he could see the lustful, almost hungry look in his eyes. As a smile tugged at the corners of his lips, he undid the cap and took several gulps and gave his gut a slap.

"A-are ya ready?"

"Take it away, piggy,"

Leaning forward a bit, Asgore lined himself up with the head of his cock.

"Slowly, Azzy, slowly," Aero urged.

There was a dull throb as his sphincter spread to accommodate the swollen glans. Asgore let out a grunt of discomfort as more of the head was slid inside him, the pulsating organ speared into his ass as he leaned back against it, the pain ebbing away slowly.

"You okay?" Aero asked, rubbing Asgore's thighs, "It doesn't hurt right?"

Hurt? Asgore's whole body tingled in pleasure as he felt his dick inside him. He felt full, a different kind of full from just eating or gorging, but it felt just as right.

"No, it doesn't hurt... fuuuck," Asgore groaned. His eyes drifted shut as he slid further down the shaft until he felt himself touch the base, his balls resting on the lower part of Aero's belly, and pre-cum drooling from the tip. He brought the milk to his lips once again, and started rocking his hips.

Aero gripped the larger man's thighs whilst the silky feeling of Asgore's tight, virginal canal milked his dick. He reached up and gave his belly another jostle listening to it slosh as it was filled with cake and milk.

"Such a pig," he muttered.

"Mmhm," Asgore moaned. He didn't notice his cock begin to stand at attention once more, as it had all but withered away as Aero entered him.

"Stuffing and gorging yourself stupid, look at ya, a regular old hedonist. Never seen you so... content b'fore," Aero said.

Asgore didn't answer. Instead, he finished the rest of the milk, not caring about the remnants that left white rivulets running down his mustache, beard, and belly. He belched loudly and rubbed his belly.

His tempo picked up, undulating his hips in rhythm. Aero could only lay there and moan as Asgore took over. "You like riding me, Azzy?" he wrapped his fingers around the monster's hard-on.

"F-fuck yes. You feel so good inside me!" Asgore moaned.

"Is it just like you imagined?" Aero asked.

Asgore placed his hands on Aero's chest as his eyes started to glow, like the did in the Underground during their battle, one red, one blue, both locked onto Aero's in deep-seat passion as his riding grew more rough, "I-it's so much better, better than I could ask for!"

Aero didn't even need to stroke Asgore's dick, his motions did that for him as he was essentially fucking his gripping fingers. They're moans chorused through the room as they both neared their climax.

"A-Aero, fill me, kid breed this fat hog!" Asgore whined.

"I will, fuck h-here it comes!"

"Me too!"

Asgore leaned down, locking lips with Aero as he pumped his nut onto the skorgi's belly. Warmth spread inside him as he was being filled with hot, sticky seed.

"F-fuck..." Asgore grunted as his sensitive dick was still being milked dry. Though this was mutual as his hole clamped down around Aero's dick with each spasm.

Collapsing on the bed, Asgore pulled Aero against him their bodies tangling in a mess of limbs as the stench of sex, musky, and semen filled the air.

"That was... wonderful," Asgore said.

"It really was." Aero chuckled.

Asgore's embrace grew tighter, as he smiled. This wasn't a dream. It wasn't fantasy anymore. He wasn't alone.

"Aero."

"Yeah?"

"Do you-- will you um--" Asgore stammered, only for Aero to kiss his nose.

"Shut up," Aero said playfully, "Yes."

They settled into their spots, despite the cum drying on their bodies.

"I'm glad you're in my life," Aero murmured.

"Me too." Asgore rested his chin on Aero's head as tears of joy pricked his eyes, "Me too."