Day 8: Lingerie

Pairing: Fontcest (PapyrusxSans)

Tags for this chapter: Lingerie, sexting


You don't normally buy yourself gifts on somebody else's birthday, but in this case Papyrus thought it safe to make an exception.

The human in the store is pretty polite, they only stared at him for a full three minutes after he came in before offering to help him pick something out. Papyrus took their help eagerly. It's important he'd find the most flattering garments after all.

But even then, standing in front of the mirror, it felt kind of... lacking. He can't buy his brother something without asking for his opinion first. How will he know Sans even likes it otherwise?

Luckily the solutions is simple.

He takes the picture quickly, kind of embarrassed about doing it at all. He is wearing a black babydoll with a little bow on the front and lace around the edges. Everything beneath the sternum is see-through, and Papyrus quite likes it. Not to mention the salesperson assured him the color would match nicely with his bones.

He picks at the edge of the clothing a little bit waiting for his brother to text him back, nervous now. What if Sans hates it?

Eventually he gets an response. 'What are you doing?'

'Buying you a gift, obviously.' If there was some way to convey rolling his eyes through a text message Papyrus would use it here.

'It's very nice.' Sans answers.

Hmm, not quite what Papyrus was going for.

He tries on something different then, with orange chiffon that drapes across his body and falls quite low, reaching his knees, but is cut in such a was as to expose his collarbones. He takes a few pictures of different angles for this one, more comfortable doing so now.

He sends them to Sans again and waits patiently for a response. Instead of a text message, he also gets a picture in reply.

A picture of Sans on the couch at home with his dick in his hand.

The image sends an undignified heat up Papyrus's face, his cheekbones turning almost the same color as his new nightwear. How crude!

'Covers too much.' Sans has added as a comment.

He sighs, disrobing again to put on the last outfit. It's a lot more skimpy then the previous ones. A lacy bra that barely covers the upper parts of his ribs, which Papyrus quickly remedies by filling them up with a nice pair of summoned breasts. That should be more to his brother's liking. It has matching panties that come with garters and very cute looking knee socks.

All of it in a bright blue tone.

He takes pictures again, knowing for sure Sans is saving all of these for future reference. The thought sends a warm thrill through his soul.

'I love that color on you.' His brother sends, quite predictably. There's another picture of what he's getting up to in their living room that leaves very little to the imagination. 'How about you come home and bring me my gift now? I'm ready to tear it open ;)'

Papyrus has to admit that's a stellar idea.


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