Day 10: Gun play

Pairing: SpicyHoney (Underswap!PapyrusxUnderfell!Papyrus)

Tags for this chapter: implied non-con, roleplaying, rape fantasy, gun play, gags, ecto-genitalia, grinding

It happens so fast he barely has time to open his mouth, let alone even make a sound, before something foul-smelling is forced between his teeth.

It's soft, like a bundled up piece of cloth and Fell almost spits it out immediately when there's an insistent press at the back of his head and the unmistakable sound of somebody cocking a gun. For an instant it feels like his soul runs cold in his rib cage.

He can't really protest with the make-shift gag in his mouth, but his attacker shushes him anyway, almost languidly so.

"Shhh, settle down now. We can make this fun for the both of us."

Fell ignores him, trying to discreetly move his skull both ways to catch a glimpse of his surroundings but it immediately becomes apparent to him they're alone in the alleyway, with only the distant sounds of civilization to keep them company.

The chances of somebody coming by just now would be unlikely to say the least.

His assailant pushes him in the back gently, forcing him to stand against the wall and when Fell tries to resist he forces the gun against the back of his spine sharply.

"Don't be stubborn now." The attacker almost purrs in his ear hole. He pushes his hips flush against Fell's and the skeleton can feel the other's dick against his tailbone. How dare this asshole?

One hand keeps the gun poised at the back of his skull while the other snakes around to swiftly undo the button on Fell's pants. Curse him for choosing today of all days to go out without a belt.

"Hands against the wall." The other commands and Fell finds himself obeying without second thought, the press of the gun enough to make him give in without a struggle. Not that he'd even be able to say anything, if he had any mind to.

The attacker laughs at his readiness to listen now, quickly pulling Fell's pants to his knees and chuckling when he notices the skeleton is already hard as well, cock standing ready at attention.

"Does this excite you?"

He strokes it a few times and Fell groans into the cloth, shaking his head but feeling powerless to object. The person behind him chuckles, lining himself up between Fell's thighs and starting to thrust slowly. His dick feels slick against Fell's own, the friction a delicious agony and he leans against the wall more, trying not to moan.

It feels so fucking good.

The gun is pressed against his skull harder as the monster assaulting him picks up the pace, grinding against him eagerly and making sinful noises next to his ear hole that leave nothing to the imagination. His free hand wraps around the both of them to stroke them in time to the thrusting.

It's wrong, so fucking wrong for Fell to enjoy this as much as he does. His hips seem to move on their own, pushing back against the other monster and he's glad to have the gag now, because at least it allows him not to completely embarrass himself with the noises he's making.

It only takes a few more minutes before he comes against the wall, shakily waiting for the other to wear himself out too before finally being able to spit out the disgusting gag Slim forced on him.

He turns around, careful not to lean against the filth they just made and the other skeleton smiles at him, twirling the gun around in his hand and Fell is glad he didn't saw it earlier. It's so obviously fake it would have taken all the fun out of it.

"That was good right?" Slim asks, smiling cockily and Fell rolls his eye lights at him.

"It was fine." He says, before pulling his boyfriend in for a kiss. "Now let's get out of here before anybody sees us." He adds, already feeling his face getting flushed at the thought. Something Slim also notices.

"You don't say-" he starts, but Fell silences him with a look.

"Maybe some other time."

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