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After all, for the past 15 minutes since his summoning, the two engaged in little more than dance. Tiptoeing around what it meant to have bloody runes smattered across a college dorm-room’s floors; or candlelight dancing across moonlit fur; a humble flower taking purchase behind curved, sharpened ears.
What it meant that young Asgore Dreemurr, a boy of unwavering faith, chose to summon an incubus to his bedroom quarters, shyly puttering words of sin.
"I want… to know what it’s like." He had said, seeming so small despite his large, hulking frame. Hell, he was even taller than Flowery, albeit by a scant few inches.
"S-sex… Rudy’s always talking about it. Doing it. So… I…"
And, well, faced with such an adorable admission, at the behest of those shining, gentle almonds, how could Flowery say no?
How could any demon?
OR: college student asgore dreemurr craves to deviate from his faith… just a little bit, so he performs the very faithful act of summoning a demon: flowery. who is terribly okay with this, all things considered.