Queen asriel V1.0

>grown fucking man
>drop down into Underworld
>find goatmom, eat all her pies and the pork her all night
>go to Grillbys and poke everyone in the bum
>fish comes in to save everyone, overpower her and poke her too
>go to lizard, pork her out of pity
>find spiderbitch, fuck her infront of her brood and eat all her baked goods
>find the skeleshits, smoke a blunt with them, but explain that i need them for a greater plan before i knock them the fuck out
>go to goatdad, pork his ass while taking his crown and prodding his asscheeks with his trident
>bring everyone to one place, drag Flowey there
>"eat all these fucking souls or i will turn you into fertilizer"
>Demon Asriel appears
>he tries to fight me with his magickz but fucking booty determination too stronk
>push him to the ground, part the robe from his bum
>proceed to plow him while putting on a paper crown on his head i made out of paper in my spare time to match the one i stole from goatdad
>"you are my queen now"
>rule the underworld with an iron and and dick

>you enter the room after dealing with the delegates of the other kingdoms
>you are semi-drunk from all the wine you consumed at the meeting, a half filled wineglass in your hand
>you open the door to your sleeping chambers, your queen sits there on the edge of the bed naked, his legs crossed
>throw the glass against the wall, startling him
>"spread your legs"
>he slowly crawls on the middle of the king sized royal bed and very shyly opens his legs
>you tear off your pants, not bothering to remove the rest of your kingly garb
>push yourself into him as he lets out a small whimper
>you are over him, thrusting into him at a medium pace and looking at his expression that for the most part is him either keeping his eyes closed or squinting
>you finish your kingly duty and release into him, falling over him body in your drunken haze
>he lies there, not daring to move lest you fall off and get angry
>through your half drunken murmurs you tell him
>"i love you Asriel, i will always love you. never forget that"
>you fall asleep in a half embrace with your queen, and he seems to have become calmer about everything that transpired

>you wake up from your drunken haze in the morning, head is pounding
>looking around the bed you see hide nor hair of your queen
>furiously go outside the chamber and yell at the guard, demanding to know where your queen is
>he, almost pissing his pants, stutters out that the queen went to her chambers in the highest castle tower
>take a pint of wine from the serfs and proceed to climb the tower
>going in the room you see your queen looking through the towers window
>for a moment he doesent notice you, since you didnt slam the door open like before, you wanted to know what he was up to
>"nice view?" you exclaim
>your queen flinches and stares at you with anxiety for a moment before lowering his gaze to the floor
>you walk up to the window where your queen stands, and turn her towards the beautiful sight outside
>"i think i need to make you remember this wonderful view"
>you raise your queens dress, revealing his tender buttocks
>as you part them and rub your member between them your queen shivers in anticipation for what is to come
>you enter your beloved queen and start thrusting, while his face is out the window, letting out erotic bleats into the wind
>as you cum in your queen he gets shivers down his spine and produces a single elongated bleat for all the castle to hear
>you pull out of your queen and present your now messy member
>"i do believe i will need cleaning, dont you think?"
>the queen, his gaze still to the floor, goes for the water bucket and sponge that reside next to her bed

>you sit on his bed, and the queen aproaches with the water and sponge
>as he cleans it up nice and tidy he puts away the sponge, before you interrupt him with a grab of his wrist
>"i think you have missed a spot my dear, try using your tongue"
>he is still in his kneeling position from cleaning you, now frozen in confusion
>after a few brief moments of moving his gaze from the floor to your eyes, the queen buckles under fear
>he grabs the shaft and starts to lick it in an inexperienced fashion
>as your queen is licking your shaft like someone would a nicecream, you drink of your pint of wine, chuckling to yourself how funny your queen looks giving to you what is the first oral of his life
>the queen, now very anxious not to piss you off is having a hard time cleaning your shaft since each time she licks another spurt of precum flows from you
>anxiety kicks in overdrive and he is licking at a very fast pace, trying to fruitlessly make the dick spotless
>you are at your peak, about to blow your load
>you say not a word of warning, you simply jug another gulp of wine
>in what seems a moment you cum on your queens face, one sperm trail hitting him in the eye
>he stumbles backwards, startled, and falls on his ass
>as hes rubbing the cum out of his eyes he notices you have stood up, you shaft running with cum all over the floor
>"you were supposed to clean me, not make a bigger mess of things"
>your queen stands frozen, he knows neither what to say nor do, just sit still
>you come closer to your now almost petrified queen and grab him by the chin raising his gaze to meet yours
>he closes his eyes in anticipation for something painful and after a second of nothing he feels a kiss on his forehead
>as your queen opens his eyes he sees you in his face, putting a smooch between his eyes
>you move your face a bit away and smile
>"im sure you will do better next time"
>you take your pint of wine and walk back to your chambers

>you wake up once more in your chambers, head pounding and pints of win scattered about
>your guard barges in telling you a meeting of the kingdoms is about to commence
>as you go to the meeting halls you see that beside your throne your queen sits in his, his gaze in his lap
>while the whole meeting is in order you are drinking your wine and constantly looking to the side to see your queen
>he is for the most part just the same, gaze to his lap, only broken when he raises his head to put a face to the voice he is hearing
>after the meeting is done you retire to your quarters buzzed on wine and tell the guards to bring your queen
>the frightened queen steps in the room, standing on the door awaiting a command
>"come and sit on the bed" you exclaim, wine in hand and following him with your gaze
>the queen reluctantly approaches and sits on the bed, his signature "gaze to lap" flaring up again
>you take your free and and take hold of his chin, raising his gaze and turning it to yours
>you can see in his eyes that hes anxious and confused as to your intent
>as you take another sip of wine you sigh
>"do you remember what i told you the first time we made love?"
>Asriel pauses for a moment and then stutters out "y-you are my queen now?"
>"Shit....okay the second time...."
>he stands there with his gaze fixed on yours, unable to recall
>you break the silence "i told you that i love you, and that you should never forget that"
>"i have acted as i thought a king should, a stoic and unwavering macho man, thinking of only myself. yet i didnt understand till i saw you in the meeting room, how i treated you wrong"
>Asriel still spoke no words, but his look certainly changed to a more relaxed and intrigued one
>"for better or for worse, you are my queen, and not a random handmaiden, i will need to remember that"

>his face changes, now a mix of confusion and relaxation at this new turn of events
>before he has anything to say you pull his face in and kiss him
>you can feel him melting in your hands, his before stiff stature when faced with such situations was gone and changed for a relaxed one
>after the kiss you gently position your queen on the middle of the bed
>"lets try this again shall we?"
>he nods a small approval as he still holds his hands to himself in hesitation
>you rub your member on his tender hole, making him whimper in what sounds like anticipation
>as you slowly insert yourself your queen bleats a pleasant sigh, almost as if making sure to make you know hes enjoying it
>his gaze is not leaving your eyes, almost a mesmerizing sight as you see his eyes twitch in pleasure
>you thrust into your handsome queen, first slowly and then picking up the pace
>as you speed up the tempo so to does Asriel get more relaxed and slowly moves his hands from his chest
>finally as the tempo picks up he extends his arms and places them on your hips
>you are aroused beyond reason as you see your queen breaking the wall of doubt and insecurity that you have formed in him
>you both cum at the same time, both moaning so loud the guard infront of your chamber pops a boner
>as you stumble off your queen to the side you feel the wine finally taking away your last moments of lucidity, and you start falling asleep
>as you were about to enter dreemland you feel something warm on your chest
>you open your eyes and see your queen lying next to you, his snootle buried in your chesthair
>you smile and go to sleep