A/N: Pure Charisk fluff/sexy-time.
Probably NSFW
Frisk let out a deep sigh of relief as they entered their house. They made their way to their bedroom and flopped down on the bed.
It had been a long day at Grillby's. After the barrier had been destroyed, Frisk had stayed with Toriel and had become the human ambassador. It was a long hard battle. Especially since they were only fifteen at the time they started. Yet, after four years of long, long hard work. They had managed to secure the monsters complete citizenship. The humans were mostly accepting of the monsters. Years and years of desensitization to the idea of monsters by media like television and video games made their job much easier.
After they had settled the monsters citizenship, Asgore and Toriel took over the political side of things. Frisk felt that after four years, they had acclimated enough to be able to maneuver human politics well enough. This freed up Frisk completely and for the first time in a long time, they were completely lost.
That was until Sans and Grillby offered them a place at their main restaurant/bar chain. It was a family friendly establishment. It was wildly popular for both monsters and humans. It was the first store to sell both human and monster foods. Frisk had started working their two years ago. At first they were just a waiter, but then they discovered a knack for the cello. So they became the opening act for San's comedy skits every night.
People from all of the country now came to enjoy the dinner and the shows. Even television studies came offering jobs to Frisk and Sans. They politely declined every offer. Sans did however start hiring on a few other people to perform his skits with. They were a talented crew.
At first it surprised Frisk that Sans put in so much work for his job. It honestly shocked everyone. Sans was doing something that he truly loved, so Frisk was sure it wasn't work for him. It was probably the best part of his life. After Frisk, Chara, and Asriel had destroyed the True Reset, once and for all, Sans seemed to become a whole new person. He became someone with hope. They all had.
"Hey Frisky," a familiar voice hummed. Frisk's face lit up. The owner of that voice was the best part of their life. They were truly what motivated Frisk, now that their only goal was to live a happy life. Chara was that happy life.
"Hey Chara Beara," Frisk giggled. They peaked over at the red eyed beauty standing in the door to their room. Chara had a scowl on her face. She jumped on the bed and straddled Frisks waist.
Frisk went to grab at her, but she caught their wrists. She pinned Frisk against the bed and leaned in close. There was a dangerous glint in her eye.
"Would you like to repeat that... to... my... FACE?" Chara whispered dangerously. Her warm breath gliding over Frisk's lips. A shiver went down Frisk's spine and they bit their lip to keep in the excited groan.
"I said," Frisk replied huskily, "Give. Me. A. Kiss... Now."
Chara smirked and leaned in closer. Her lips brushed against Frisk's lightly. Frisk sensed victory and started to lean into Chara's lips. Suddenly, her lips were gone and she sunk her teeth into the side of Frisk's neck where it connected to their shoulder, just hard enough for it to hurt. Frisk let out a groan of pain and pleasure. They tore their arms out of Chara's grasp and wrapped them around her tightly. They dug their nails into her back as Chara let up on her bite and began sucking on their neck.
Frisk arched into Chara's body. After years of being with her, Frisk thought that they'd get used to the effect that Chara had on them, but they never did. Every time they made love or even had make-out sessions, the pleasure and love Frisk had for their partner always felt new and surprising. They were endlessly sensitive to the ministrations of their partner. Their neck, however, had always been their greatest weakness. A weakness Chara didn't hesitate to exploit.
Chara released Frisk's neck with a resounding 'pop'. Frisk whimpered at the loss of contact and quickly pulled Chara into a kiss. Chara had started the familiar fire in Frisk's core, a need that only Chara could fulfill. Despite their need, the kiss was slow and passionate. Both humans basking in each others presence.
Frisk pulled away gasping for air when they couldn't last any longer. Chara nuzzled into Frisk's neck and planted a light kiss on the irritated area.
"I love you," Chara mumbled against Frisks throat. Frisk started gliding their fingertips up and down Chara's spine slowly.
"I love you too, so much. You are everything that I love. You are my soul," Frisk murmured, "And, right now, I want to show you how much I love you."
Frisk flipped them over so that they were straddling Chara's waist. They sat up and studied their mate. She had an open, vulnerable look on her face. She left her arms lying up by her bed. It may not have seemed like much, but to Frisk it meant more than words could say.
Chara was not an open person. She was not trust. She was introverted, and shy, and never let anyone past arms length. Who could blame her? She had a life that forced her to be that way. Frisk was different though. She let Frisk in. She made herself vulnerable. She made herself weak. Only for Frisk. Frisk was everything good in the world for Chara. Without them... this life wouldn't be worth living. If anything were to happen to Frisk... Chara would burn this world. Not even ashes would be left when she finished.
Frisk knew this. They respected it. They knew Chara's boundaries and pushed them every day. Yet, they never pushed farther than Chara could go. They were her rock. Just like Chara was their rock.
Chara deserved to know how much she was loved. Frisk lived every day trying to show her.
Chara reached out and took Frisk's hands, intertwining their fingers. Frisk leaned down and let their eyes drift shut as they pressed their lips against Chara's. The kiss was like the first, slow and passionate. Frisk felt a pressure against their lips and parted them enough to let Chara's tongue in. Frisk moaned at Chara's taste as their tongues danced passionately. She always tasted like fresh chocolate. It drove Frisk wild. They slipped their arms over Chara's head, causing their body to press flush against Chara's.
They bit down lightly and sucked gently on Chara's tounge. She made a low throaty sound and Frisk felt her back arch slightly. With a smug smile, they pulled away from the kiss to look upon their partners face. Her cheeks had a light red tint and she was panting softly. Her usually bright red eyes had darkened with desire. The sight sent turned the flame in Frisks core into a raging wild fire.
They left a trail of kisses down from Chara's lips to her jawline and all the way up to her ear. They nibbled at Chara's earlobe lightly. They felt Chara grip their hands tightly and heard her breath hitch. Chara's ears were one of her many sensitive spots. Frisk traced the shell of Chara's ear with the tip of their tounge drawing a soft, whiny moan from Chara. Frisk could feel their excitement pooling in between their legs. They were positive that the jeans they wore were soaked.
Chara writhed under Frisk and pulled her hands away. She pushed Frisk onto their back. She climbed back on top of them. Her eyes were burning brightly with desire, she glanced at Frisk shirt. A smug smile grew on her face. Frisk was about to protest, but before they could speak Chara had ripped their shirt open. A few buttons popped off the fabric as she did. Frisk felt their heart skip a beat as Chara took in their scarred form. Their chest hadn't really developed to be very large, so they didn't bother with a bra. Their breasts weren't large enough to warrant it.
An almost feral grin formed on Chara's face. Her fingers traced the scars on Frisks stomach and abdomen.
"MINE." Chara growled out possessively. Her eyes looked onto Frisk's.
"Yours." Frisk agreed with a shaky breath. Chara's burning eyes darkened considerably and she leaned down. Her hand found Frisks breast and she started tweaking their nipple. Frisk arched their back involuntarily with a light, pitched cry of pleasure.
"MINE!" Chara snarled in Frisk's ear. Frisk gave a loud groan of pleasure.
"Fuck..." Frisk groaned, as Chara's other hand slid down their body to the button of Frisk's jeans, "Chara... I'm yours... Every bit of me, down to my SOUL. I'm all yours love. Please... take me."
Frisk writhed as Chara managed to fit her hand in their jeans and started stroking their sex through their soaked underwear. Chara moved like a flash wrapping her lips around Frisk's nipple. Frisk was losing their ability to think coherently. Chara pressed against their clit and began to rub in quick rough circles. The fabric of their panties added to the stimulation causing Frisk to give a loud cry of pleasure.
Frisk had wanted to have a nice slow love-making session. Chara, it seemed, had other ideas. She lifted her head as Frisk cried out and met their gaze. She was positively frenzied. Frisk couldn't detect anything other then pure, unbridled desire in their lover's face.
"Fuck..." Frisk squeaked out. Their heart skipped a beat. Chara reached up with both hands to cup Frisks cheeks. She leaned down planting light kiss on their lips.
"Mine?" She asked softly.
Frisk knew what she needed. She was needing reassurance, but more than that... she wanted permission. Frisk's heart almost stopped. Chara was about to lose all control. Frisk had never seen her like this. It was something that terrified Chara, she was so careful to control her impulses and emotions. It was hard for her though. She was instinctual person, on a deep, deep level.
Chara needed to know that Frisk trusted her to keep them safe. Safe from herself. Frisk sensed that this was pivotal. This was maybe the most important decision they had made in this relationship, maybe the most important one they would ever make.
Frisk knew what Chara fought everyday, that urge to pick up their blade and just murder everything. It was her careful control that prevented that. Yet, she was here and ready to give up that control. She needed to know that Frisk trusted her. She was ready to trust herself. That was why she was even willing to let loose. Frisk trusted in that, they trusted Chara. But, did they trust her enough to put everyone's lives in her hands?
Frisk made their decision.
They reached up and tangled their fingers in Chara's hair. They rested their forehead against Chara's, staring deep into her lidded eyes.
"I... am yours." Frisk confirmed with conviction.
Chara wordlessly crawled backwards to the edge of the bed and stood up. Frisk's gaze never left Chara's. Slowly, Chara began to strip. She pulled her shirt up over her head and tossed it in the corner. Her c-cup bra was the next piece of clothing to go. She went to take off her jeans.
Frisk moved to do the same, but Chara snarled at the movement. Frisk relaxed into their position deciding to just enjoy the show. There was nothing, in their opinion, as beautiful as Chara. Their flawless skin was unmarred by time and lacked any form of scar. She had gorgeous curves. Frisk loved exploring her body.
Chara finished undressing. In a flash, Frisk's clothing was gone and Chara was on top of her. She pinned Frisk's arms above her head and cupped their dripping sex. She leaned down and placed her lips beside their ear.
"I am going to fuck you senseless. You won't be able to walk for days. You won't be able to think for hours. If you pass out. I will wait until you wake up. I will fuck you more. You're body is going to be sore and bruised. This is where you are going to stay, because I WILL IT. You are MINE. I am going to make SURE that you understand that. Through it all... never forget that I love you..."
A/N: I'm thinking of doing a series of one-shots for this. Whomever wants to, let me know what you think. I'm enjoy the feedback.