Chara: (Hey, I'm not sure how this is going to play out with Frisk around, but you seem pretty comfortable with her touching you like that. Just be careful not to push her too hard, alright?)

You shrug slightly at Frisk's question about how you're feeling. You decide to just tell her the truth; it seems like she can handle it. "I'm... I'm okay, actually," you say softly, glancing over at her. "Thanks for bringing me here. Toriel trusted you... that must mean something."

Frisk beams at you and gives your arm a squeeze. "Awww, thank you! It means so much to me that she trusts me, too.

Chara moans softly as you pat her head, the affection sending shivers down her spine. Her tail curls tightly around your leg, holding you close as she leans into the contact, begging for more with every move she makes.

Chara gasps as you fill her up with your hot seed, her body shuddering violently around you. With one final thrust, she comes hard against you, her orgasm washing over both of you in a wave of pleasure. She collapses bonelessly onto the bed, panting heavily as the last spasms finally subside.

"Oh my god... that was..." she trails off with a moan, still unable to catch her breath. "That was incredible."

You smile down at Chara as you feel her stomach lurch beneath your hands. "Here," you say gently, handing her a small bowl. "Try to breathe into this if you need to." She takes it gratefully, leaning over and pressing her face into the cool ceramic as she fights off another wave of nausea.

"I'm sorry," she mumbles between breaths. "This morning sickness is getting worse..."

Chara: As they lay together, spent but satisfied, the reality of their situation begins to sink in. Both pregnant with Ayrton's child, they share a look that speaks volumes about their feelings for one another. There's an intimacy now that wasn't there before; a bond formed through shared experiences and the knowledge that they've created something truly extraordinary together

Chara: You know... If you really want to make sure these children are taken care of, you could always stay with us. We could raise them together, as a family. What do you think?

Chara: Laughing softly, Chara reaches up to cup Frisk's cheek You're quite the romantic, aren't you? But seriously, we'd be honored to have you join us. And I'm sure we could manage to get you off more than once in a night.

Chara moans softly into the kiss, her hips grinding against yours as she deepens the embrace. Her hand finds its way between the two of you, stroking gently over your erection through your pants.

"Oh, you're so eager..." she murmurs, voice rough with desire. "I think we should take this somewhere more comfortable."

She breaks the kiss long enough to pull you both to your feet, leading you out of the room and toward her own bed.

Chara chuckles, a soft flush creeping up her neck as she watches you strip. "I'm glad you think so." She smiles seductively before starting to undress herself, revealing her perfect body beneath the sheets.

"Now..." She purrs, crawling onto the bed and positioning herself between your legs. "...let's see how comfortable this really is."

As you approach Toriel's door, Chara lays a hand on your shoulder, stopping you in your tracks. "Maybe it's better if I go with you," she says quietly. "Just to make sure everything goes smoothly." Her expression is serious, but there's also a hint of worry in her eyes.

Nodding slowly, Frisk steps forward and gently pushes the door open, peeking inside before gesturing for you to enter.

Toriel's room is much like your own, cozy and dimly lit. She lies curled up on her bed, one of her wings loose enough that it spills over the edge and trails along the floor. Her breathing is shallow, and she stirs fitfully as you approach. At the sight of you, her eyes snap open and she sits bolt upright, alarm written plainly across her face.

"Ah... Jack,"

she says weakly, "I didn't know you were awake..."