AN: Sup y'all, this really was supposed to be a one shot but one good tease deserves another, so here's some more fun that I dreamed up for you guys. Have fun and use protection.

You wake up to find yourself pressed against the wall, your favorite bed hog having sprawled himself out in his sleep. You're also freezing, as he's kicked all the blankets to the floor.

What are you going to do with him, you ask yourself as you grab the quilt from the floor and do your best to scoot Sans over without awakening him. Of course, he is kindof cute, and you can't help but snuggle up to him, laying your head on his ribcage. He murmurs in his sleep and wraps one arm around you, and you can't help but smile. Even if he is a bed hog (and a tease!), he is yours.

A flush of heat runs through you as you remember the events of last night, and suddenly you know longer need the warmth of either quilt or boyfriend - well, you wouldn't mind a little more body heat, or friction in this case. Glancing over at the clock, you notice it's about twenty minutes before his alarm will go off - curse morning shift - but that doesn't mean you can't give him a good wakeup call, right?

You start at his jawbone, pressing soft kisses on the way down to the more sensitive bones of his neck. He stirs slightly, his fingers moving at your hip, and you continue kissing him, teasing at the sensitive vertebrae with the tip of your tongue. He murmurs, but still doesn't open his eyes, and you take it as a personal challenge.

A grin he can't contain plays at the corners of his mouth as your fingers trace the curves of his hip bones, and you're wait for him to give you something hot and blue to play with when he takes you by surprise by pulling you on top of him, the bones of his fingers eagerly clutching your bare ass.

"Good morning sunshine." You say with a smirk, grinding your hips into his as you lean down to kiss him.

He moans something that sounds a lot like "morning." And finally his eyes are open and that awful little grin he has is taken over his entire face.

"Did you sleep well?" You ask, resisting the urge to remind him that he's the worst bed hog you've ever encountered as you move yourself into a better position to play with his cock, teasing his tip with one finger and pleasure in the way his hips twitch and tremble with your every touch.

"You did - mmnn - you did wear me out last night."

This is too easy, you think, sliding your hand over the length of him and continuing to play, but then again, waking him up like this doesn't give him much chance to resist you.

"Awh, are you too tired to play now?" You pout, stealing a glance at the clock to see if you can time things just right to really get him.

"Never - uh no fair." He complains as you tighten your grip on him. "I ca- mm please." He bucks his hips and moans at your touch.

"Begging already honey? Maybe you are too tired to play." You tease, pressing a kiss to his neck. Of course, just watching him squirm at your touch already has you hot enough to beg, so maybe you don't have any room to talk.

Maybe.

"B-baby, please. Why are you being so mean?" He gasps as you run your teeth across sensitive bone.

"Maybe this is more payback from last night."

"I'm sorry..." He murmurs, his fingers digging into your hips.

"No you're not." You reply, straddling him. Just a couple more minutes before his alarm now..

He grins. "Maybe I'm not, but -" you grind your hips against him, dripping wet and slick against his cock he can't do much more than moan. "Oh please.."
"Hmmm.." You pause, biting your lip as you look down at him, helpless beneath you.

He reaches both hands up to play with your breasts, needy fingers teasing at your nipples and you bite your lip even harder as you almost think about giving in to him. Almost.

Reaching down, you guide his tip into you, and the look on his face is almost of relief as you tease it in and back out again, and again.

Just another minute now.

"How bad do you want me?" You tease, moving to let it slide in just a little more - you're fighting with your own self-control now, he feels so good - but it'll be so worth it in just a few more moments.

"Mm, baby I'll do anything.." He moans, his eyesockets are closed and his hands are clutching your hips so tight you're not sure if you can pull away.

"Anything?" You ask, pressing your hips flush against his with a moan as he completely enters you - just as his alarm goes off.

"Fuck." He groans, reaching over to turn the alarm off as you move off of him. "Wait." His hand flies back to your hips.

"No time honey, you've got to get ready for work." You say gleefully, and the look of realization on his face is almost better than any orgasm.

Almost. You're going to have to make good use of the toy sitting in the middle dresser drawer when he leaves, teasing him gets you too wound up to do anything until you take care of yourself.

"Oh you're the worst." He says, his grin gone into a look of pure betrayal.

"Mhm. And I'm also the best you've ever had."

"You're also a horrible tease." He complains, leaning over to kiss you before getting out of bed. He also, of course, gropes your boob, running his thumb across your extremely sensitive nipple before pulling away, which is completely uncalled for, because you're regretting torturing him - and by extension - yourself - already.

"And you're not? And besides, you are a god awful bed hog." You roll over onto your side and stick your tongue out at him.

"At least I don't snore." He replies, grabbing his phone of the nightstand.

"You don't have nasal passages, that's hardly fair."

"You could come shower with me, you know."

"I could do that." You reply coyly. You're totally going to do that.

"It's the least you could do."

"Now I'm definitely going back to sleep."

"We both know you're going to masturbate the minute I leave for work."

"And I'll sleep after that. We both know you're going to yank it in the shower."

"Yeah. But I was going to do that before you decided to give me a treacherous wakeup call."

"I didn't hear you complaining ten minutes ago."

"That was before my alarm clock went off. Come on, it'll be better for both of us if you shower with me. It saves water."

"I didn't know you were such a conservationist."

"I just really care about the earth, okay?" Oh, he knows he's lost now. At this point it's pity sex, and that's no fun.

"Enjoy your shower honey." You giggle, and roll back over.

You hear a drawer open. "Okay, but your little friend is coming with me."

Now it's revenge fucking and the game is on.

You wait until you hear the water running, and wait long enough to let him get a lather going before you step into the bathroom.

Hearing his soft moan, you have to do your best to hold back a giggle before you rip open the shower curtain. "You really didn't waste any time, did you?"

He jumps and swears, and you can't help but laugh. "Did you really think I wasn't going to join you?"

"I - you." he gasps a little, clutching his chest he looks rather frightened still and you would almost feel bad if he hadn't done the same damn thing to you a couple days ago while you were getting ready to go to your mom's. "Just get in here."

"Not with that attitude."

Suddenly, you're blue and pressed against the shower wall, with your very hot and bothered boyfriend pressing a kiss to your lips.

"You really aren't wasting any time." You tease, gasping a little as two of his finger slide as deep into you as they can go.

He doesn't reply because he's too busy kissing your neck, and you have to say you don't mind.

Still held in place by your blue soul that's fluttering in place against your chest, you can't do much more than let him have his way with you - which certainly isn't the worst thing that could have happened. Still, he's a terrible tease even on a time crunch, and you whimper and moan as he takes his sweet time on each of your breasts with his able tongue. "Mm baby please, you're going to be late."

"Already told the boss I'm gonna be late." He replies, looking up at you with a smirk before pressing a kiss to the skin between your breasts, then a little lower - your brain momentarily registers that he planned this, he was taking so much time on his phone earlier because he knows you so well - but the thought fades as he presses a kiss to your clit and suddenly you hear a very familiar buzzing noise above the sound of the running water.

"Have I ever told you how much I love you?" You say, looking up at the ceiling so he doesn't see the look on your face.

"Mm, a time or two." He replies, before his tongue slowly slides over your sensitivity and he starts to slide your vibrator in and out - slowly and agonizingly and it feels so damn good you feel yourself begin to quiver.

He starts to pick up the pace a little, his tongue pressing hard against your most sensitive skin as you hold the back of his skull - your legs are getting so tired from holding them aloft and the water is a bit too warm but everything feel so good as he turns up the intensity of your toy and everything is his touch and it's vibration and the sound of water running over you both.

"H-honey I'm gonna, mm please…" You moan, but you should have known better than to say anything because he pulls away from you and if you were the type to cry in frustration you just might.

You're gasping for air now as he stands back up to kiss you, helpless to the pulsing need in your groin. "R-rude." Is all you manage.

"A little." He says with a grin, running the tip of the buzzing toy up and down your stomach. "Do you know what's really, really rude though?"

"Mm, what?"

"Teasing someone and then leaving them hanging, right before work."

"Did I do that to you yesterday too?" You giggle.

"Mhm. And you sent me dirty pictures alllll day." Setting the vibrator in the soap dish, he holds one of your legs in one hand, and teasing at your entrance with the head of his cock you almost can't handle how much you want him.

"Whoops."

"And since our friends were over when I got off work, I couldn't really do anything.."

Had you been the one that started all this? Probably. After all, one good tease deserved another, after all.

"Are you going to keep monologuing like a movie villain or are you going to fuck me?" You ask, wrapping your legs around his hipbones.

"Maybe I should just get to the point." He replies, thrusting the rest of himself within you.

"Did you just make a pun?"

"Maybe." Oh you're going to kill him for that smirk one day but - he's picking up the pace now, needy from his and your teasing you're surprise he isn't a puddle at your feet already - he's moaning into your shoulder and you feel your soul flutter red and then quickly blue again as he struggles to keep his hold on you.

"Maybe you should - mm- baby harder please…" You don't remember what you were going to say, except to beg for more because he feels so good, and everything is hard bone and cock and hot hot water and you swore he turned the vibrator off when he put it down but there's the sound again - oh.

Damn that boy and his damn smirk, he's pressing the vibrator between you, against your sensitive clit as he continues to fuck you - you certainly aren't going to last long that way - in fact you're gasping and begging already, holding it in place in one hand as he slams into you harder and harder as he gets closer as well - this time there's no flutter of your soul but a soft release into his arms but your focus is less how he's keeping you against the wall and more that he just doesn't stop as you gasp and moan an beg him not to stop - you're so close now if he stops you're going to - but there is love and mercy and you're gone, putty in his arms - a hot sensation floods your insides as he's gone as well, sliding down to the floor of the tub with you in his arms, both spent and gasping against each other.

You lean over and turn off the water, hoping that will help you cool off because everything is so warm, but that's all you manage before collapsing back into his arms, your brain a blissful fog, flooded by contentment at his touch.

"So." You say, one you find some ability to breathe, or think, or anything. "What excuse did you give your boss for being late?"

"Something about the car not wanting to start."

You giggle, pressing your head into his shoulderblade. "Sans. Honey. You can teleport."

"I take shortcuts." He corrects you, even though it's basically the same. "And he doesn't know that."

I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please be sure to review and tell me what you think!

Purrs,

TigerLily