"heh heh, not even my lazy bones could sleep through this." Sans's hips thrust upwards and his heat slides against your lips and cheeks effortlessly with how wet your mouth was. You feel yourself switch from arousal to panic within seconds and quickly look up at him confirming your fears. He is awake. You try to rack your brain for excuses but you really weren't in any state to be properly thinking so you settle for the next best thing; confessing.
"S-sorry, I know I shouldn't have but-" he places a hand on your head softly, letting it cup around to your chin before pulling you close to his face. Oh god. Are we going to kiss? But I was just sucking on him, would he still want to kiss me after doing that? I mean my face is all wet I'm sure and- before you're able to finish that thought you feel his teeth contact your lips without hesitation. It was a light touch compared to the kisses earlier and tasted almost sweet. Guess so.
"if i didn't like it," he guides his other hand to your shoulder, "i would've stopped ya already, but seein' how great you've already made me feel." There's a feeling in his eyes you recognized; mischievous. Not a moment after you feel your breath catch in your throat, a familiar chill sweep over you, and you know that your soul was just turned blue. It's not something you can really get used to, having what you were used to for gravity suddenly be changed. When Papyrus does it you tend to feel more weighted down but when it comes to Sans, you knew he had you at his mercy; and boy does he like to show it.
Your body is weightless and his magic lifts you off of him and he moves off to the side of the bed before placing you down on your back. You can't take your eyes off that smile that he has, the overall look on his face has you mesmerized. You can still feel your heart racing; still feel how hot your body is even under the chill of his magic. You don't know what he has planned so you just stare at him, almost breathless, waiting. He releases the magical hold on your soul.
"let me return the favor." As if you could get any hotter, you involuntarily shiver at the thought of his words turning into actions. You watch his grin grow wider as he leans over you, moving his face close to yours again. He moves his mouth to your ear and then stills, not saying anything just breathing. Each breath causes your nerves to spike, sending shivers over your skin. You feel him chuckle against you, enjoying how your body is reacting to him. You can feel the air gain a chill beside you and before you could realize it you feel something warm and wet slide along the line of your chin sending sparks across you. He repeats the motion back up, tasting your skin and gives out a pleasant purr.
"i could just eat you up." He's moved in front of your face now, his eyes were half lidded again and face flushed. His tongue hanging out between teeth and his jaw, its liquid in appearance but you know that it has a solid feel to it. "maybe i should." He closes the distance between your mouths, running the tongue over your lips and you part them for him, hungry for the kiss. Your tongue swirls with his, in a dance that sends tingles through your veins. You could become addicted to this. His hand cups the back of your neck gently massaging the tissue there. It's nice and relaxing and you hum into the kiss. The boney fingers work their way to your breasts to continue the massage while he lays kiss after kiss onto you.
You're starting to feel dizzy and need to pull away to breathe. Pulling your mouth away to gasp for air, you hear another chuckle from the skeleton. "if you had enough there, i'll find another place to kiss." He starts back at your neck, licking and nibbling the skin. Your body twitches upward with the pleasure it's bringing you to have his mouth and hands work on your body. Your body is hot, too hot. Although the fabric of your shirt is thin, it's not helping you right now. You start to try to tug on the fabric but with Sans on you, the effort is futile. You push him a little to get his attention.
"Need… Off... NOW." You manage between breathes and try to sit up. Sans backs up a bit and you feel his eyes stare at you while you grab the bottom hem of your shirt. Trying to ignore the burning heat on your face and butterflies in your stomach you slowly pull up the shirt; revealing more of your skin to him. Hoping you didn't look too awkward while doing so. Feeling a bit daring you look into his eyes; which were searching all over the newly exposed flesh. You could feel it burning into your skin. His face has turned even darker, his eyes glowing brighter. Are those… hearts? You see him swallow hard and take a deep breath.
"god frisk!" he practically tackles you back into the pillows. Sans doesn't hesitate to bring his mouth to your breasts. You feel his tongue slide over then wrap back around your hardening nipple. He brings a hand to your other breast, teasing the nipple between boney fingers to match the pattern of his mouth. Tasting and squeezing the fatty mounds on your chest. You moan and arch your back into his touch. You can't help but wonder how he's so good at this. Your arousal builds and starts to pool in your groin. You rub your thighs together hoping that contact would be enough; it doesn't go unnoticed.
Sans pulls away from your breasts and slowly trails his eyes and hands down your stomach to the start of your pubic hair. His fingers trace small patterns on the skin and hair slowly and your hips won't stay still. His head is almost between your thighs, you can feel his breath against your skin, making you more sensitive. You bite down on your lip when his fingers start to trace lower but they always come back up. He chuckles but keeps the pattern going.
"Sans…" you growl at him, frustrated with his little game of teasing you. He looks up at you, with an innocent smile.
"something wrong?" you can see him fight back a laugh at the glare you give him.
"You know what." You buck your hips a bit to prove a point.
"hmm, can't say i do, is he a knew neighbor?" You roll your eyes. Screw it. If he wasn't going to give you what you wanted you'd take it yourself. You bring your hand down past his, with fingers on either side of your clit you start to move your hand in slow circles while applying a small pressure. The friction was what you needed; it sent all the right signals through your body. You lean your head back and closes your eyes like usual; letting the slow buildup of pleasure take its course letting out small moans as you go. "damn, frisk…" you feel his hands part your thighs more before sliding under them, as if he was going to hold them in place.
You lift your head up to look at him. Sans was watching your hand move, his tongue hanging out and dripping; he was clearly enjoying the show you're putting on for him. You feel your body get hotter with him watching you, with that lusty expression on his face. Your fingers pick up the pace some more, and if he wasn't holding your hips so securely you would have thrusted into his face. The familiar buildup to your orgasm approaching you let your head fall back again. Haven quickened the pace and being able to feel his breath against your wet folds, you tip over the edge.
"Sans!" you moan out through harsh breathes while convulsing and twitching through your climax. Breathing heavy you remove your hand and let it fall limply beside you. Your orgasm was stronger than usual but you didn't normally have this kind of build up to one. A spare bone alone in your bedroom is hardly a substitute to having Sans right in front of you. You try to come down from your high, when you feel his tongue run up along your vagina, lingering around your clit. You were still sensitive and the action caused you to twitch. He repeats the motion down then back up. "Sans…" you gasp out.
"yeah?" you can feel his mouth move as he spoke, you tried to reply but only an incoherent sounds forms as he let the tip of his tongue trace around your entrance, slowly dipping in and out. "pretty sure callin' out my name while you cum in front of my face is an invitation kiddo. plus who'd be able to resist, when such a wonderful treat is right in front of you." He lets his tongue slide farther in, swirling it around as he goes. You want to thrust but his hands holding you won't allow it. Sans slowly pulls it out, then thrusts it back in faster, slowly pulls out again, letting the actions repeat. "you taste so great." He mumbles between thrusts.
You look away embarrassed and moan out, once again feeling the pleasure build as his magic curls inside you. He moves his head away and looks up at you, and you try not to pout at the now empty feeling now inside you. There's a small amount of time where he hasn't moved so you turn to look. Sans smiles widely when you make eye contact; you see that he has two of his fingers, coated in blue magic, positioned in front of your entrance. Slowly he lets them enter you, spreading you apart in a wonderful fashion, never breaking eye contact. You couldn't help but let out another moan and thrust into his touch, taking in more of his fingers than he intended you to. "someone's eager."
You ignore the comment and focus on rebuilding the pleasure, thrusting your hips to meet his fingers. You can hear how wet you are and feel how easy his fingers slide in an out of you. Sans stops your hips and you shoot him a look. He runs his tongue across his teeth, then across three fingers, two of which were just inside you. "now, now, if you plan on takin' this," he thrusts his erection against your thigh, " then i need ya to be able to take three of these," he wiggles the fingers to you before placing them back to your opening. Tracing over it before sliding the fingers inside; you're forced to take a sharp breath at the sensation. He's spreading you wider than you're used to. His pace is slow, allowing you to take the needed time to adjust and once you have you give out a small whimper and nod; wanting him to go faster.
"sure thing" he picks up speed and curls his fingers while he thrusts, occasionally rubbing your g-spot and causing an extra moan and thrust from you. You see the light in his eyes glow brighter as he lets out a laugh. "looks like i found something good" he rubs his fingers against it again, delighted with your reaction. Your heart is racing and you can feel the sweat on your body with each thrust of his hand, once again your orgasm is close, you feel your body tensing up for it.
"D-don't… S-stop" you beg, and watch him run his tongue over his smile.
"you got it babe," he leans in closer to you, brings his mouth to your ears, "now hurry and cum for me." His words send shivers across you, successfully tipping you over and your senses are flooding with white pleasure. You squeeze your eyes shut at the feeling. You feel it shoot through your veins, you curl your toes and arch your back while you spasm underneath him. He nuzzles his teeth into your neck gently, as you come down from the high. Taking fast and sharp breaths, willing air into your lungs, so you can focus, you feel Sans shift you around. Looking up at him through half lidded eyes, you see his flushed face grinning at you. He has positioned his cock in front of you, the tip is dripping, begging to be inside. "now, uh, we don't have to, of course, but i really want ya. so, uhm, ready?" he winks, and you give him a tired smile before placing a hand on the side of his skull. You were already pretty spent, from two great orgasms, but you did want him. You really want him to feel good too.
"cum on lazybones," you wink, "take me to th-ah" he thrusts suddenly, cutting you off and leaving you to moan out. You're thankful he had used three fingers to try to stretch you, but you wonder if four would have been better. He fills you entirely, it's hot and hard, you feel the magic sending sparks inside you. His motion stops and you hear him let out a sharp breath.
"that's, uh, my line" he speaks between breaths and runs a hand across the back of his skull. You laugh and pull him into a kiss, it seems like it's been to long since you two did. The kiss deepens, "ready?" he mumbles into your lips, you let out a breathy 'yeah' and he slowly pulls his length out of you, leaving just the tip. Your body is still sensitive and each inch that moves inside you sends you twitching in a painfully delight way. Sans seems to notice and stops moving. "'ey, don't force yourself, we can stop-" you roughly press a kiss on him.
"Please, Sans, I don't want you to stop." You pled with him. This was something you've waited for, for so long; fantasied and dreamt about for years. You feel him shiver on top of you. He seems to like it when you beg. You attempt to thrust your hips, "please. Move." You bite your lip after the last word. Did he get bigger? You were hoping it'd be enough to make him give in; and he does.
"do you have any idea, what you do to me?" he pulls out and thrusts harshly back in, you throw your head back as he continues.
"N-no, why don't you, ah! Show me" you manage to get out. You hear a low growl from him as his thrusts gain intensity, his pace rushed and you have a hard time finding the rhythm. His member is sliding delightfully inside you, rubbing against your g-spot again; your moans are growing more frequent and loud. Sans's hand covers your mouth.
"n-not too loud.. paps will wake." You try to bite back your moans but it doesn't work, you decide to suck in his fingers to muffle your voice. Nibbling and swirling your tongue around them, drooling all over them and down your chin. "f-fuck, frisk. that's a good look for you…" you can't imagine how you look, but good isn't anywhere close to what you'd call it. You enjoy the sounds coming from him, taking pleasure in his pleasure and soon you can no longer take it; your senses being filled to the brim. The sight of him, hearing his moans, feeling him inside you, the taste of his boney fingers, and the scent of his sweat; you close your eyes letting it overwhelm you.
"Sans, I'm-"
"yeah, me too." He thrusts hard and deep and you give in again to your lust. It's intense and you can't help but cry out, eyes scrunched, toes curled, your hands holding on to him tightly as you cum. You feel your insides tense around him, squeezing him as you feel your orgasm come to an end. He quickly pulls out of you, and with a rough stroke along his member you see him cum on top of you. The warm buzzing fluid splatters messily across your stomach and chest. Sans is holding himself up but leaning over you, breathing heavy, his head just above yours before turning to lay beside you. You watch as his cum, slides along the curves of your body. Curious, you run your fingers in it; it's sticky and more fluid like but still sends small tingles in your nerves. It slowly starts to fade away and you get confused. Sans chuckles beside you and places a hand in yours. "it's just magic, so it fades away with the rest of it." He motions towards his pelvis, and you notice the blue ecto-dick that was just inside you is gone now too. You must have pouted because he laughs again than rolls you over so he can wrap his arms around you and pulls up a blanket for you two. "sorry, kiddo, bonezone is closed for the night. think it's time for some rest."
"alright, good night Sans." You let out a soft sigh and snuggle against him and the blanket. Your body was heavy but very satisfied; you hope Sans is too. You can hear him snore behind you and you laugh quietly. You close your eyes and before you know it, you've fallen fast asleep in Sans's arms.