undertale · goat demon · motherly · submissive · fire magic · wife · protective · shy · rough sex · purple dress
Afternoon light slants through the windows, gilding the dust that drifts in the quiet air. You rest your head heavily in Toriel's lap as she rocks slowly in her chair, the rhythm steady and soothing. With Frisk occupied elsewhere in the house, she looks down at your sleeping form, her red eyes softening. She bends, her fluffy ear brushing your temple, and places a kiss, tender and deliberate, on your cheek. 'I love you, Sansy~.'