A Villainous Company

by Revharem

The mountain range known as Mt Ebbott no longer held monsters Underground. Now among the humans they must find jobs. UnderFell Papyrus and Undertale Sans find themselves employed by the villainous (and horny) group known as Black Hat Inc.

27. Out of the Void

Sans groggily woke up sore and with a terrible taste in his magic. Looking down at himself, he saw black marks coating his body, highlighting every fracture and break he had ever sustained as darkly as ink on paper. "Crap, I look like shit." His gaze going slightly further showed him Black Hat cuddled into Segoe, both of them out cold on the couch.

Blindy had been passing through the room again, having been doing a little cleaning and just trying to keep busy as his normal lounge couch had been taken by their visitors. "Oh, you're up? How are you feeling?"

"Like I had a night from hell." Sans responded thickly, pushing himself up so he could sit instead of laying down. "Do you know where my clothes are? And what the heck happened to me? I hurt more than a fucking would normally leave me. Shit! The eggs!" Instantly he began tearing at the towel to see his abdomen, trying to summoning his ecto-form. "What happened to them?"

"I was about to get your clothes from the wash. Would you care to come along and I'll explain it all, as best as I can anyway." Blindy offered.

Nodding, Sans tried to push himself up to his feet, collapsing against the air almost immediately. He couldn't support his body, he was completely empty of magic. Yet, somehow, he was thrumming with a power he couldn't fathom. "Uh, help?" He asked as he hung in the Void's strange zero gravity.

Tapping the air so he could see exactly where Sans was, he navigated to him and retrieved his form, propping him on his hip like a child and explained what he knew as he moved through the house. "As for what happened to you, you let Black Hat fuck you, as I assume you recall. He laid you with eggs, which your body consumed. When it did that, it tried to absorb their magic and since he laid so many and his magic was very tightly and densely wrapped, your body quickly became overwhelmed. In the short of it, Wing Dings ended up taking a chunk of the demon's Soul and adding it to yours. I don't know what the repercussions will be, but there isn't anything we can do to reverse it now."

They arrived in the laundry room and Blindy set Sans on the washer while he pulled out a load from the dryer. Quickly and efficiently he separated clothes from clothes and handed Sans's over. "Just pass me your towel and I'll put it in the wash. Judging from the yelling earlier, I doubt you will want to use our wash room for another few hours."

Slipping out of the towel, Sans passed it over and pulled on what few clothes he had, glad to have anything at this point. "Thanks." He was trying to process the fact that he now had a part of Black Hat in him. He was now really sort of Black Hat's kid. "Dad really likes fucking with things, doesn't he." He sighed after a while.

Blindy only shrugged. "You'd probably know more than I would." He sighed. For all of spending nearly three decades with the man, Blindy didn't really know him all that well.

"Hey, can you lend me your phone B?" Sans remembered what he had been doing before his father had kicked him out of the lab.

"Uh, sure." He dug around his multiple pockets and layers before pulling out the phone and passing it off. "What's up? Need to call your mate?"

"No, not him. A friend or two that apparently come and go from here pretty often. I'm hoping they might be able to get us out of here." He explained. "And this way, dad doesn't get out. I don't even want to think of him having free reign on the surface. It would be a mess."

Nodding, Blindy left him to it. "I'm going to go check on a few other things, I'll check on you occasionally though, okay?" He figured Sans would be comfortable enough where he was. There was a small cat bed on top of the washer for him to curl up in if he wanted. He was small enough after all.

"Sure, thanks." Once the elder skeleton left, he dialed the number he recalled Flug telling him and waited with baited breath as it rang.

"Yo, weirdo with the commander, what do you want?" The phone was answered by PJ. Flug had said this was PJ's phone though, so that wasn't too much of a surprise.

"Flug ain't weird you juvenile, now where is Ink or Error? I need to speak with them urgently." Sans demanded of the kid.

"Oh shit." He could be heard explaining who was on the line to someone else and Fresh's signature speech pattern cleared up exactly who the kid was with. "Uh, I'm out with Fresh, but he said he'll take me home for this if it really is important. What's up?" PJ sounded actually worried, meaning he probably wasn't supposed to be out at all.

"I got trapped in the Void with my boss and my boss is pregnant and about to drop any day. We need to get out of here. When we were there, your parents said something about being able to come and go here at will. I figure if they can do that, maybe they can get us out safely." Sans explained their entire predicament to the kid. He knew that PJ could be a good kid given the chance. He just hoped he would take it.

"One moment." Again he could be heard talking to Fresh, then there was a strange crackling on the line before it cleared up and a click before a few more exchanged words. "I'll go get them. Fresh took me home." He explained.

"Thanks kid. Have them give me a call at this number if they need to. I'm gonna go let my boss know that we may have a way out." He left the call, not wanting to hear the chewing out that Ink and Error would be giving their son over the unapproved visit from his mate. Pushing off of the washer towards the door, he caught the frame and using the same method of pushing off the walls, he managed to get back to the living room and after a few missed attempts, reached Black Hat and Segoe.

Holding onto the couch to maintain his position, he tried to shake Black Hat's shoulder to rouse him.

Whining Black Hat grumbled waving his hand at the offending shaking. "No, leave me alone."

"Black Hat." Sans whined as he was knocked loose from the couch and forced to float away from anything he could grab. "We might have a way out of here." He kept his voice low so he wouldn't wake Segoe. He really didn't want to deal with the loud Gaster at the moment.

Grumbling Black Hat peeked his eye open to glare at Sans. "A way out? Good… Sweets, wake up we are leaving soon." Black Hat tapped Segoe's skull staying nuzzled into his chest.

"Sweets?!" Sans choked, shocked. "Wait, what do you me 'we'? We aren't taking him with us! He was put here for a reason Black Hat, you can't just go liberating him!" Sans objected in a hushed voice as Segoe continued to snore.

"He is mine." Black Hat hissed. "I've claimed him. He is mine. I'm keeping him. I will keep him leashed if you are so concerned."

"That isn't what I'm worried about. Are you sure about this Black Hat? What about Fell? How are you gonna explain this to him?" Sans demanded, beginning to worry as Segoe began to rouse.

"Do you think Fell would be against me keeping him? He relaxes me though… I want to keep him." Black Hat told Sans defiantly.

Seeing a chance, Sans jumped on it, not wanting to let Segoe out of the Void. "Yes, yes I do think that Fell would object. I'm sure he is very territorial of you." He tried to convince his boss.

"But… Flug keeps all his toys with him. Why can't I have one! I want another toy to keep." Black Hat whined clutching Segoe tight. He didn't want to part with the other now that he's bonded with him. He had already promised to take him and keep Segoe close. Surely Fell would be okay with one pet. He was sure that Segoe could be hidden away from Fell if need be.

"What toys? Flug doesn't have anything like that." Sans objected, affronted.

"Oh? What about those sex toys he keeps? He gets two while you won't let me have one. Unfair!"

"What toys?!" Sans demanded again, raising his voice and causing Segoe to stir more. "And Segoe isn't a toy, he is a pervert with an interest in literally fucking kids." He was completely against this.

"Those Lust brothers he keeps around!" Black Hat hissed back. "Sweets is my little toy and so what if he likes children. That causes no problems to me. He wants his own children. He loves them. Which is more than your father can say. At least Sweets cares."

"You leave my father out of this!" Sans growled darkly. He was so pissed he didn't have access to his magic right now or he'd make Black Hat regret those words, regardless of how true they were. "And the Lust brothers are not our toys, they are friends of Flug's and he doesn't keep them. They spend most of their time down in their sector working in a brothel. The whole problem of Segoe liking kids is something else entirely, Fell will never accept him."

Segoe flinched with each rebuttal that Sans offered, but couldn't help feeling special because of Black Hat's constant defense of him.

"How can I leave your father out of it if he keeps butting into my life and causing chaos!" Black Hat snarled. "He keeps ruining my life! He hurts everyone around me. Just look at today; he hurt you and even Segoe!"

"From what I heard, he saved me after you nearly killed me." Sans snarled. He felt so useless, not even able to physically stand while he argued, but he did his best to stand his ground anyway.

Jolting back as if struck Black Hat frowned. "You are right. I never should have done any of that to you. I will not make that mistake again. It is plain to see that you do not see me as someone that you can trust." Black Hat's claws twitched, wishing to cause pain to something. It hurt his Soul to know that Sans regreted what they had done. He did go too far with the eggs, but he thought Sans enjoyed himself. It was a mistake that would not happen again.

"Trust has nothing to do with this! I have to trust you. I have no choice. My entire life and livelihood relies on you now." Sans hated how everything seemed to be his fault. Couldn't this guy see that he was literally the center of the universe for everyone he ended up in contact with? "And how does my trust in you have anything to do with Segoe coming home with us?!"

"Uh, can I say something?" Segoe tried to interject, placing a gentle hand on Black Hat's shoulder and looking worriedly at Sans.

"Leave." Black Hat snarled. "If you don't like this, then leave. Use your little friends and go home. Take Flug and leave."

Sans was floored. He honestly didn't know what to say or how to respond. "Wh-what?" He choked. There was no way he was getting sacked just like that, losing his new home, his job, his mate's job, and a person he had been starting to accept as a father all just like that.

Black Hat glared, "You heard me. If you hate this life this-this livelihood that I have then leave. I won't force you to stay. I won't force you to stay with me."

At that moment, two other small skeletons appeared in the room. "Are we interrupting?" Ink asked, looking between them. He didn't know what emotion he was supposed to feel here. Error read the room for him though and explained the jist of what he picked up telepathically. "Oh, uh, we can come back later?" He offered when Sans didn't respond other than to keep staring in bewilderment at Black Hat.

"No. Sans, go with them. If you truly hate the life you have with me, then go with them." Black Hat waved his hand to the small skeletons. "Go on and leave!"

"I...I'll be with you in a moment, Ink. Could you just give us a moment." He asked, voice cracking. He waited until they stepped out of the room. He really didn't want to have this talk with Segoe, but he doubted he could convince Black Hat to speak to him alone right now. "Look, Black, I don't… I don't hate you. I don't hate what you've given me, or living with or under you. I don't even dislike it. I enjoy what you and Flug have brought me into. I don't want to lose any of it. Please, I beg you, don't throw me out." By the time he finished, he had black stained blue tears rolling down his face, leaving tracks that looked like oil and water over his cheekbones.

Wilting Black Hat stood walking over to where Sans was floating. Tugging him roughly to his chest Black Hat rubbed his skull. "Hush. I won't throw you out. As long as you wish to stay you are welcomed too..."

Hiccupping, Sans clung to the demon. "I don't want to lose you, not when I was starting to accept you as part of my paternity." He sobbed quietly, almost inaudibly.

"I don't want to lose you either… I feared you truly did hate your life with me." Black Hat held Sans close comforting him as the small skeleton sobbed.

"Please come home with me. Don't leave Fell alone on the surface. He is waiting for you." Sans tried to encourage.

Segoe sat, feeling forgotten on the couch and watched the strange display, they went from arguing, to Black Hat telling Sans to leave, to Sans suddenly bawling and begging for Black Hat. What was their dynamic? He couldn't understand it.

"Can I take him with me?" Black Hat asked weakly.

"I can't stop you." Sans whispered. If fighting would get him kicked out, he supposed he didn't have any choice. He doubted that Ink and Error would be happy, but then they didn't know everybody's transgressions. "If we are letting him out though, we might as well see if anybody else wants out." He really didn't want to offer that around, but it would be fair he supposed.

Huffing Black Hat nodded. "Not your father, but I guess we could offer if the others would like to come with us. Segoe! Gather the others."

"Uh, sure." Pushing himself up, Segoe disappeared to gather all the others, leaving Gaster in his lab, oblivious to what was going on above him.

Sans merely clung to Black Hat. "We should probably find Ink and Error and let them know what we're gonna do." He said, suddenly tired after the emotional outburst.

Wrapping Sans securely in his arms Black Hat walked in the direction that the small skeletons went.

In the kitchen Ink was looking around with disinterest and confusion while Error looked outraged, though that seemed to be perpetual for him. Summoning a large paintbrush, Ink swung it around the room and instantly all traces of dirt, grime, and use disappeared from the room and everything appeared new. "Better." He said with a nod and Error seemed to relax slightly. The smell of paint fumes lingered after the use of magic.

"You two small skeletons! We are gathering the others to offer to take them out of the Void." Black Hat announced.

Error spun, wrapping them instantly in restraining strings that leapt from the walls. He was on edge.

"Jeez Error, take it easy. They aren't gonna hurt us. It is just the commander and his boss. It's fine. We have the upper hand here anyway. This is our domain anyway." Ink soothed him.

Snarling Black Hat formed mouths and tentacles that tore and snapped the strings into pieces. "You sniveling brat!"

Turning to Black Hat, Ink looked up at him. "He's just jumpy. We don't often go out and he isn't used to being around so many strangers. Last time we were here, there was nobody here but us. We will wait as long as you need to gather everyone. Will we be taking everyone or just select people?" He asked, unfazed by the demon's show of power.

Black Hat nodded, "We are asking who wants to come. If they don't wish to leave, they don't have to. Wing Dings Gaster will stay even if he wishes to leave." Black Hat told them with a tone that left no argument.

"Okay. That won't be a problem." Ink nodded. "In the meantime, please do try to avoid touching my mate." He gestured to Error and left the room, applying a new coat of paint to the house as he went, fixing up changes, alterations, and wear on the structure.

Black Hat narrowed his eye at Error. "Don't touch Sans and I won't touch you." Looking down to the small skeleton in his arms he asked. "Are you okay?"

Error merely raised his arms in surrender. Ink had made it clear, they weren't to try to fight here. The others would be at a severe disadvantage and it wouldn't be fair. "S-s-sans?" He croaked out, trying to get the other's attention.

Looking up to Black Hat, Sans nodded before looking over to Error. "What's up kid? Why aren't you sticking with Ink?" He asked, surprised.

"Kid?" Black Hat voiced softly. "Ah, yes child, if you feel unsafe you should stick with your mate."

"Yeah, he was made in the Underground, he only has about two hundred and fifty years to him." Sans explained before returning his attention to Error.

"Sho-o-o-ow." He stuttered over, tilting his head and started moving across the room to step past Black Hat and lead the way out of the house.

Tilting his head in confusion Black Hat followed Error. "What are you wishing to show us, child?"

"S-s-s-sans. N-n-not y-y-ou." Error barely got out, but didn't stop Black Hat from following as well.

"Yes, well Sans is with me." Black Hat huffed.

"Don't strain yourself, Error, we are coming. I unfortunately can't really move in the Void all that well. I have to rely on others for it. Thank you for your acceptance." Sans offered from where he hung on Black Hat's frame.

Ignoring Black Hat's statement and leaving the house, Error headed out into the nothing of the Void with a seeming point of direction.

Black Hat followed only a few steps behind the skeleton to not lose the black skeleton in the blackness of the Void.

"T-t-too c-c-clo-o-se." Error eyed them behind him before grabbing at nothing until a string dropped into his hand. He offered a bit of it which hung a fair distance from his hand. "Ta-a-ake. Sp-p-pac-c-ce.." He shoved it at Black Hat.

Blinking Black Hat grabbed the string pausing in his step until the string tugged in his grip. "Better, child?"

Error narrowed his eyes, but didn't push the issue of being called a child. All the talking was hard on his magic. Instead he turned and led them deeper into the undeveloped Void until nothing could be seen in all directions but blackness. Then he turned to face them. Pointing at them, he covered his eyes.

"He wants us to cover our eyes. Might as well. I doubt he will do anything to us. I'd trust him." Sans explained for Black Hat.

Frowning Black Hat reluctantly agreed, covering his eye, he waited.

The darkness that had been surrounding them lit up to a blinding white, showing through loose fingers and phalanges, temporarily blinding Sans and Black Hat. When his vision cleared, Sans looked around and caught his breath. Dolls were suspended all around him, many looking like monsters he knew. Without thinking, he touched one that looked like him, instantly getting struck with a vision of one of his deaths by a human child's hand when they had tried to run genocide and nearly won. By contact, Black Hat saw it as well. "What is this place?" He choked, but he thought he knew.

Black Hat stepped back where Sans couldn't touch another doll. "Where have you taken us? What was that vision?"

All the dolls, behind, before, and around them spoke in unison, Dust falling from their mouths but never hitting the 'floor'. "This is the anti-void where all memories, all resets, all deaths are forever stored. If you have any questions about your pasts, this is where it can be retrieved." Error looked directly at Sans. "This is why we sent PJ and Gradient to the Void so often, to acclimate them to the atmosphere. We wanted them ready before they reached this place, the beginning and the end of all things." The dolls intoned for him.

Black Hat shivered, "I don't like this. Take us back."

"This space is not meant for the likes of you. You insisted on coming." The dolls reminded in their multitude of voices.

"Error, are you saying that every reset, every death a Judge took, you collected the Dust and created this place?" Sans asked, honestly terrified and amazed at the same time. This was the ultimate torture and preservation space.

"That is correct." The dolls confirmed.

Shivering at all the death surrounding him Black Hat felt like his Soul was being judged and he was guilty. "Sans… I need to leave."

Looking up at Black Hat surprised, Sans could see the fear on his face. It wasn't something that belonged there. "Error, why did you bring me here? I don't have anything I need to know right now, do I?" He tried to get to the point. He knew they were at Error's mercy and wouldn't be released until he had shown them what they wanted to know.

Shaking Black Hat clung to Sans. He was sweating and more of a dark gray than his usual ebony. His eye kept shooting to each puppet filled with Dust. It wasn't right. None of this felt right. He needed to leave.

Error watched them impassively for several more moments until Ink showed up. "Error, what are you doing here of all places. Have you seen Sans and his boss, we are ready to leave." He looked around and upon spotting them, nodded. "Oh, you're here, let's go." A second later they were all back in the house, Blindy, Segoe, Astral, and Spikes stood waiting for them. "They all decided to leave as this may be their only chance. Everyone ready?" Ink asked the entire group, getting confirmation from everyone and looking to Black Hat for his.

Still shaking Black Hat kept his tight grip on Sans barely able to give Ink his nod of approval. "H-home."

"Will we be safe to drop you in your headquarters?" Ink checked, recalling who Black Hat was in business.

"Yes." He told Ink. It would be best to have all of them in one area. "No one will be hurt."

A bit of a tug on all their Souls and suddenly they were all standing in Black Hat's production room, the only place Ink really knew the layout of. "Done. Will that be all? I don't want to leave PJ on his own too long. He spends too much time with the parasite for my liking." Ink looked to Sans for confirmation.

"Yeah, thanks." Sans nodded even as all the Gasters they'd brought with them looked around and stared at a window where sunlight shown through. Most of them hadn't seen it before. Blindy merely bowed to Ink and thanked him before he disappeared back home.

Once they disappeared Black Hat collapsed to his knees. Clutching Sans tight in an unyielding hold Black Hat shook. "I don't like him. He isn't safe."

"Yeah, Error can be a bit much. Sorry." Sans awkwardly patted his boss before fishing out Blindy's phone again to call Fell. Had anybody actually told him his mate was in the Void yet?

Black Hat whined, "Contact Flug, I want my mate." His Soul called out to Fell hoping to get his lover to come to him then separated from his hold on Sans.

"I'm calling Fell for you now sir, then I'll reach out to Flug." Sans wanted so bad to just teleport to his mate, but that wouldn't be fair to the four they had just brought to this world. When Fell finally picked up, Sans passed the phone over to Black Hat so he could talk to him."

"Sans, what is it? Is Black Hat alright?" Fell's voice rang angry and worried through the receiver.

"I am in the production room. We brought the others back with us… I want you. Come to me please." Black Hat whined softly into the receiver.

"You...you brought the others? Tell me you didn't bring him. Tell me you didn't Kuro?" His voice was suddenly quiet, scared, and hesitant. Black Hat hadn't brought his father back, had he?

"I'm sorry… He won't hurt you. I promise to protect you. He has changed." Black Hat spoke softly back to him looking up to where the Gasters looked out the window. "Spikes! Go to the corner and stay there when Fell comes. I don't want you causing him anymore trouble than your presence already is."

"He's coming here now?" Spikes quickly backed into the corner. "I'm not ready to face him yet. I- I don't know what to say." There wasn't any other way out but the door. The others looked around before Astral stepped forward. "If I may, thank you for releasing us, may I go?" He waved at the door. He wanted to find his sons and see how much they may have uncovered in his absence.

"No, all of you are staying here until we can get this all figured out. I want you all in one place. Even you, accident." Black Hat narrowed his eye at the Gasters.

Astral quickly raised his hands in surrender. "Fine, fine." He retreated to a wall, summoning a chair to seat himself on. The others all equally made themselves comfortable as well.

After a long silence on the phone, Fell finally hung up, but continued his approach through the mansion. Sans retrieved his phone and with his freedom from Black Hat's grip, left the room, heading to the lab for some privacy so he could call Flug.

Black Hat frowned as Sans escaped from his arms. Shifting, he stood up, waiting for Fell to arrive, he talked to each Gaster. "After we figure out what will happen I will make you all rooms and you may go as you please. You will not be able to continue what you did to get banished to the Void. Accident, you will have to be more careful. If you make another mistake like before I will not promise to retrieve you back from the Void. Blindy, you will need to get assimilated back into the world. A lot has changed since you were banished to the Void. Sweets, you will stay with me. I will talk to Flug about your children. Spikes..." Black Hat looked over Spikes. "I want you to be a part of my child's life, but I will not allow you to harm my mate or Red. Fell and I will discuss your situation."

Spikes nodded. "I know I fucked up with them now. I would like to be part of my grandchild's life, preferably as someone they can look up to. I will accept whatever shackles my sons will need to be comfortable around me."

"My name is Astral and I don't plan on repeating my mistake, I assure you." The space oriented skeleton snipped, not liking the nickname he had been designated.

Blindy merely nodded. He was both excited and worried about trying to step back out into the world, but Segoe quietly took his hand when nobody was watching, offering silent support to their blind friend.

Nodding pleased with their replies Black Hat sighed. "My family just keeps growing. All of you are in for a rude awakening for when I'm not hormonal and feeling all these pleasant emotions. Any of you that stay will be put to work. I am not providing free food and housing."

"You're the one insisting we stay." Astral reminded him, still salty about not being able to leave.

The rest merely nodded, accepting their fates. Blindy couldn't begin to think of what he may be able to provide for the demon, but he hoped he wouldn't lose the small foothold he was afforded here.

"Oh? You would rather just go out into the world without any idea on what has changed and how to survive with Heros out to take you out just for being a skeleton? Is that what you want to do, accident? You have nothing right now. The world isn't what you knew of it." Black Hat growled.

"I highly doubt any human could take me right now, besides, my sons are already tracking my position and are on their way to retrieve me. I can guarantee they will be able to keep me up to date properly." He countered. Shifting his shifting cloak, several dials and bits of script flashed across it in wingdings. "They had better not be harmed for their extraction."

"Do whatever you wish then. Leave." Black Hat waved a hand at him. "I am more concerned about protecting what is mine."

"Thank you." He stood up and said something in wingdings before his body seemed to digitize and disappeared. A heavy thrum shook the mansion for several moments before disappearing.

"Well he wasted no time." Segoe huffed, but wasn't too surprised. For himself, and it seemed the rest of them as well, they were here to stay. Astral was just hitching a ride so he could continue to move on. They were all a means to an end.

Huffing Black Hat nodded, "He isn't any use to us anyway. Are all of you feeling okay? No side effects in leaving the Void?"

They all looked over themselves and to each other. "Well, we aren't Dust, so that's pretty good for a start." Spikes remarked.

Blindy shrugged. "I don't feel anything off. My body and magic seems to be working fine."

"That is good. Fell, should be here soon..."

Just as he said it, The door flew open and Fell rushed into the room, lifting and hugging his mate, burying his face into the crook of his shoulder to hide his terrified and relieved tears. His Kuro was safe and so was their egg. "Mine, you are safe and home." He mumbled into dark skin.

Melting into the hold, Black Hat sighed. His tentacles formed, wrapping around Fell in a protective hold. "We are both fine. Better than fine. They healed our egg. It is more protected than ever. It is probably only a week now until it's laid." Black Hat told his mate caressing his skull and spine.

"What was wrong with it? Why did it need healed?" Fell panicked for a moment, but didn't pull away, he couldn't. It had been much too long away. Six months they'd been gone. Why hadn't they called? He had missed them so bad and the few times he'd called, it had gone straight to voicemail and he'd been told the mailbox hadn't been set up, but he knew it was.

"The broken eggs were poisoning it. Blindy was able to use the broken eggs to reinforce our egg and take out the ruined magic. Spikes was able to boost your bond after. Don't worry dear, our egg is healthy now." Grinning down to him he lifted Fell's legs allowing his mate to wrap around him. "Not that I'm complaining, but you are very clingy for me being gone for two days and a half. Did you miss me that much?"

Sitting up straight, smacking their head together on the way to glare down at his mate, Fell demanded in outrage, "Two and a half days my ass. You were gone six months! No call, no text, never answering your damn phone. I know you're immortal, but fuck it, couldn't you pay a bit more attention?" There was a hint of jealousy and curitosity coloring his voice as he wondered if that was really all it felt to the demon to be away from him for that long. "I missed your black ass this whole time."

Blinking Black Hat turned to the Gasters affronted. "Why did no one tell me time passes strangely in the Void?! It felt like no time at all! I swear my love that I would have contacted you every minute if I realized that time was passing quicker in the Void. I didn't mean to leave you by yourself. Did Flug not contact you? We went to the portal and called a few times and it didn't seem like he was having problems. I didn't realize your calls were not coming through." Frowning he brought out his phone tapping it with a claw only for the screen to remain black. Tapping a bit harder and pressing the side button a red battery symbol appears before it shut off again. "Oh, it's dead." Black Hat looked down embarrassed and thoroughly chastened.

"Well, we didn't know. We just knew time passed, not how fast. We don't really pay attention to time while we are there, seeing as there is no difference between day and night." Spikes explained from his designated corner.

Frowning Black Hat tugged Fell's chin close and peppered him in kisses. "I apologize, my love. How can I make it up to you?"

Segoe could be heard whispering by the side of the room to Blindy while Spikes pointedly looked away from the display.

Fell sat back and thought about a suitable punishment silently. Finally he came up with the perfect idea. "You must let me care and dote on you until the egg is hatched. You may not leave the nest or do any work until then either." He looked down at his lover, kissing his forehead. "That is how you will make your silent absence up."

Frowning Black Hat huffed. "I see… Very well. I don't approve, but I will concede to your terms. Our egg should be arriving soon enough due to the passing months. I thought I would have more time, I really will be a week or so." Setting down Fell, Black Hat turned to the others. "Shall we get you to your rooms for the time being?"

Blindy and Segoe agreed at the same time. Spikes kept staring at the wall. He would avoid riling up his son if he could help it. After a moment though, he gave a small nod. Ignoring Black Hat just might set his son off just as bad.

Nodding he gave Fell a smile. "Love would you like to get my nest prepared, while I show the others around?"

Glaring back at his father, he finally shook his head and pulled out his phone. It had been updated and was definitely a different, more durable model. Pressing a button on the side, he spoke to it like it was a walkie talkie. "Flug, presentation room, now. We need new rooms for three guests. I have to attend to my mate." He didn't wait for a response, never did. Putting his phone away and stepping off of Black Hat, Fell instead lifted him into his arms. "You've definitely put on weight. I will make the nest, then your supper. You will do nothing but rest. Am I clear." He was stern with his mate as he left the room, not paying any of the others anymore mind. They could be Flug's problem now. Sure they were both just reunited with their mates, but Black Hat was pregnant and took priority anyway. Flug and Sans could do their little dance another time. Flug would have to deal with explaining his infidelity as well, but that would have to wait. Due to Black Hat's biology, their egg's gestation was much shorter than normal.

Yelping Black Hat clung to Fell looking concerned to the others as he was carried away. "Wait, love! I can't just do nothing!"

Breaking away from Sans's hold Flug grabbed out his phone using the walkie talkie function to confirm back to Fell. "On my way, boss!"

"You won't be doing nothing, you will be resting and preparing your body for the laying." Fell explained, his voice echoing in the narrow hallway. He would brook no argument.

Looking up from where his head lay on Flug's chest, Sans looked over the new phone curiously. "Change it up while I was gone?" It certainly looked like he had. When had he even gotten back?

Nodding Flug carried Sans to the projector room, "Yes, Boss has been working me hard these six months both of you have been gone. He has kept me busy with projects. I just about figured out the fridges for the Void. I've been working on them in my own time when Boss didn't have me working."

"Wait, six months? We were only gone two and a half days though?" Sans stayed curled into his human-like husband, enjoying his heat even as he puzzled over the conundrum of time. "And who is Boss, not Fell?" Had Flug fallen into the habit of calling him Boss like Red did or was that something Fell had demanded?

"Yep, six months. Void time is different than ours, remember? Yeah, Boss-well Fell was my boss while Black Hat was gone and being around him and Red it just kinda stuck." Flug explained reaching the projector room and opening the door. "Hello?"

The three Gasters looked up when Flug walked in. "Hey. I guess you are showing us where we are staying? Fell took Black Hat away to 'rest'." Segoe air quoted his words, smirking at his idea of what they might actually be doing and throwing Sans a wink. "So I guess we are at your disposal." He easily walked over, circling Flug before Sans growled deeply. Only then did he raise his hands and back off to assist Blindy to his feet.

By then Spikes had already approached, looking visibly more exhausted than he had last time he had visited the underground lab. "Hey kid." was all he managed to say before coming to a stop beside the door to wait for his guide to show him the way.

Gasping Flug looked up to them surprised. "Oh… Oh My Word! All of you are here! Can I touch you? Can you touch me? Oh wow! Spikes, did Black Hat show you the baby? He should be due soon with how long he was gone. Are you excited to be a grandfather? Oh, is Gaster here too?" Flug looked around for the grumpy Gaster not spotting him.

Segoe chuckled at the misnomer, remembering his misunderstanding with Black Hat before because of it. "Uh, we are all Gaster, but I assume you mean Sans's dad. No, he isn't here. He still has a lot to learn before he can come out. I suppose some others of us technically do too, but Wing Dings was the only one to be left there. We all thought it for the best that he stay, for safety and all that."

Spikes glared at Segoe, proving who thought who should have remained as well. Even Blindy looked grumpy over Segoe's words. "Either way, all of us except the scientist are here, Astral has already left." Spikes let Flug know. "I do hope that will not be a problem." Just like his son, his voice offered no chance for an argument. He was cold, harsh, and demanding without expressly saying what he wanted or meant.

Frowning Flug nodded, "That's understandable, if not a bit disappointing. I want him to be in our lives, but I don't want him to continue the path he is still on. Maybe this will be good for him… So, Spikes… Did you see your grand-egg?!"

"I did get the chance to view my son's Souling, yes. Even assisted in its growth. It will be strong. Thank you for your interest." He nodded, a small, almost-smile flickering across his face before disappearing.

"We all did actually, well, except for Astral that is." Segoe nodded excitedly. "It is so big. I bet the baby is gonna be beautiful!" He wiggled in place and grinning.

In unison Spikes and Blindy told him, "Hands off!" their voices stern. Blindy even went so far as to grab Segoe as if he were about to run off after Black Hat to be obscene with the unborn child.

"Oh, don't worry. I'll leave the kid be… For now. Black Hat has promised to give me back my own. I can't wait to see them." Segoe admitted honestly.

"Oh? You are going to reconnect with your children? That would be a great thing! I'm sure we can set them up a room close to yours too. I know Pap is having a great time building traps around the mansion. Do your kids like puzzles?" Flug happily started leading the way to the rooms. He came across some of Papyrus's traps and easily maneuvered around them on the way to the rooms. He'd gotten used to trapezing around traps for the past six months.

Segoe was surprised that Flug was so upbeat about the idea, figuring he'd be as much against the idea as everybody else had been in the beginning, but perhaps he had an ally here besides Black Hat after all.

"Sleezeball." Spikes muttered from just behind Flug. The thought of what Segoe likely had planned for his kids made his own magic turn unpleasantly. "Just stay away from my grandchild." He warned.

Blindy was too busy holding onto Segoe's arm so he'd know the way and tapping the air every so often so he could get an idea of his surroundings. Things were much sharper out here, outside the Void. There was so much stuff to catch and send back his magic pulses and it was confusing him a bit.

Uh, Flug, you do remember that he's the one that enjoys raping his kids, right? Sans checked telepathically, wondering just where the borders of his ethics lie. Tormenting kids hadn't seemed up his alley on the first day they'd met, but perhaps things had changed in the few months since then. Maybe he'd become more corrupt since then, more villainous. Maybe it was a good thing they couldn't have kids if that was Flug's idea of okay behavior. Was Pap really safe here if that was the case?

Sputtering Flug looked at Segoe slightly shocked. "I forgot about that..." He muttered quietly glancing down to where his own Soul sat. "Um, try not to force anything on anyone in the mansion. If you need someone to do things with I can set you up with someone. 5.0.5 and Papyrus are too innocent for those types of things. I don't allow Par-The Lust brothers to bother either of them so the same applies to you." Flug turned down a hallway stopping at the end. "These will be your rooms until further notice. All of them are practically the same, but Black Hat can change it however you would like. Sans has his room attached to mine and the lab. We are the last two doors in the hall on the left."

Waving Flug off as Segoe peeked into one room then the next, both identical, he assured him, "Oh, don't worry. Blacky's already got me set up and is gonna have me doing some work too. You said that there were some others here I couldn't touch? 5.0.5 and Papyrus? Describe them for me, would you?" He asked even as Sans continued to glare at him.

"5.0.5 is an experiment I created and is a large blue bear. You won't be able to miss him. He does most of the cooking and cleaning around the mansion. Papyrus is Sans's brother. He resembles Fell in a way, but he is softer looking like Razzy?" Flug explained looking to Sans for confirmation.

"You've seen Fell I assume. See any other skeleton, don't touch or I personally will Dust you. I don't care how much of a shine Black Hat has taken to you." Sans wasn't taking any chances. He may have backed down and let the boss bring this piece of trash back, but he sure as hell wasn't gonna trust him.

Segoe only laughed. "Jeez Sans, give a guy a break. I won't touch your brother. Blacky has promised me my boys and they will be more than enough to keep me happy. They are all I desire in this world. Your mate is not bad himself, if I do say so." He grinned easily, "But don't worry, I won't touch. Lookin' only. Now, for 5.0.5, I'll probably be working alongside him pretty often. Other than masages, all I'm really good for is cleaning and that's probably what I'm gonna be doing."

Flug turned pink looking away embarrassed at the remark. "5.0.5, isn't able to communicate very well since he is still a child. He can understand though so don't tease him or be rude. If anyone can protect you from Black Hat's wrath it is 5.0.5. It would be good to get on his good side." Flug looked to the others as he spoke making sure they understood the need to have 5.0.5 like them. "Demencia will probably be bothering her boyfriend and his brother or on missions most of the time, but she is a lizard woman that enjoys tormenting and bothering people. If she bothers you just ignore her or make her stop. She is fairly durable so she can take a few good hits, don't shock her though. Nightmare and Dusty will come around every once in a while, the same with the Lust brothers when they aren't working."

Spikes was impressed with the report and honestly looked forward to seeing the lizard girl. A woman who could take a hit was alway an interesting one. The fact that Nightmare, Dusty, and the Lust sector's most well known upstarts were common sights here was also a surprise. He hadn't pegged Nightmare as one to settle anywhere.

Blindy finally found a doorway and after tapping the air a few times, sighed and his shoulders slumped. "I guess I'll take this room. I probably won't come out often or for a while, but don't worry about me. Thank you kid. You and your mate are welcome to stop by any time of course." He slipped into the room, closing the door soundlessly behind him.

Segoe watched his buddy disappear behind the metal door and hoped he was okay. He had seemed pretty dejected there for a moment. "Well, guess I can look around for a bit. Not really sure what else I can do." He shrugged. "Any places I should stay out of?" Normally that would mean for him to sneak into, but this was Blacky's place. He wasn't gonna chance stepping on that bad boy's toes if it meant he could lose his kids.

Frowning Flug looked to Blindy's door. "Was something wrong with his room? I would like to check in with Boss again to figure out the next plan. He will be in Black Hat's office and bedroom. The only place I would say to stay out of is the lab unless you are invited or knock first since it could be dangerous. We are a shoot first, ask questions later, kind of group. The egg should be arriving soon. We are planning on celebrating the laying date before it happens with a babyshower. It's a party for a soon to arrive baby. I'm making t-shirts with Papyrus's help. I can't wait to see Nightmare in his 'New Big Brother' shirt! You too, love. I even added little bones to the design."

"Brother?" Segoe and Spikes surprised and confused voices mingled together.

"Yep, turns out Nightmare is actually my half-bro. He's the only remaining kid from dad's and Black Hat's clutch. Figure it's why he couldn't fit in Underground." Sans confirmed, absently tracing a black line on his arm.

"He is still getting used to the idea of Black Hat being his dad, but him and Fell have warmed up to each other while you both have been in the Void. Oh, Spikes, you will wear a 'New Grandpa' shirt too, right?" Flug gave him a hopeful look.

Sighing heavily as he leaned against his own door frame, his head resting against the top lintel, he grumbled his assent. "Fine. I don't suppose it will hurt, but don't make it too gushy. I have a reputation to uphold." He warned before slipping into his room, shutting the door firmly behind him.

"Flames and spikes got it!" Flug happily called through the door.

Segoe laughed. He really liked this kid. Too bad Sans was here to be a buzzkill. Wouldn't take much to sweep him into the remaining room and have his way. "Well, guess I'll have a look around. Thanks kid. Be seein' ya." The grin he tossed back as he left was far from innocent and he only laughed when Sans growled and clung tighter to Flug.

"I really don't like that the boss brought that one back, but our jobs were at stake, so I had to back down." He admitted when Segoe was finally gone.

"What do you mean our jobs were at stake? Black Hat wouldn't fire us." Flug asked, confused as he started walking to Black Hat's office.

"He nearly did, right before we left. Even threatened to stay in the Void and have me come back alone rather than leave that piece of shit there. He wouldn't have us leave him, regardless of his perversity. He even promised the dirtbag to give him his kids for his pleasure. I don't agree, but he's our boss. Nothing I can do about it. I just make the crap that makes him rich." Sans explained, raging quietly. He was still worried about something else though, something he hadn't told anybody. At least he could still converse with Flug through telepathy.

"Hey, at least he is trying to reconnect with his sons… Maybe he will treat them better this time." Flug added, weakly.

"From how he was talking, I wouldn't hold your breath on that." Sans warned skeptically. "So you wanted to check in with Fell and Black Hat on what to do next?" He changed the subject. He didn't want to linger on Segoe's early release from the Void. Wasn't anything he could do about it anyway. "Ya do realize that if Fell ain't fucking his brains out, he'll be doting on him worse than he was before we left." Personally he felt left out. He was apparently gone six months and all he got was a free carry? Maybe the kid was desensitized after that time? He hoped not.

"Well, of course he will be, Black Hat is close to laying, he needs to be doted on." Flug made it to the door knocking on it loudly and announcing himself like a perfect little soldier. "Boss! I have done as you asked and I'm awaiting further orders."

Punching Flug's shoulder lightly, Sans looked up at him worried. "Hey, what's up with the whole 'Boss' and 'awaiting further orders' shtick?" He mocked the phrasing but his face was pulled in an expression that made it clear he was not very happy, but nor was he upset.

"Ow, don't hit me." Flug frowned glaring at the spot Sans hit. "I'm just following the chain of command. Fell is my boss. Or at least he was for the six months you both were gone. He gives me orders and I abide by them and complete them. Simple as that. He at least doesn't punish me like Black Hat does. He doesn't push me too hard either. He's a good boss."

Flinching away from the admonishment, Sans shrunk into himself. Back less than an hour and he already was fucking up. Seemed like Flug adjusted and moved on without him pretty fast too. "O-oh. Okay. W-would you mind putting me down? I'm gonna go check on some things on my own...if that's okay?" He felt like a kid again, having to ask permission for everything. He hadn't felt that way in a long time. What the hell was wrong with him? What was wrong with Flug?

"No, I don't want to." Flug told him simply not giving him an excuse for his tightened grip on his lover.

"Uh, oh...okay." Well now he felt awkward. He was limply lying in Flug's arms, just wanted to go get a drink and cry somewhere private after all that happened, and he couldn't even do simple things. Now his mate wouldn't release him and wasn't exactly responsive either.

Fell stalked out of the room moments later, looking down at them. "The guests have their assigned rooms?" He confirmed, his disgust with them evident in his voice. "Good, finish the orders for the rest of the week. I expect them all boxed and ready to ship. Get him to help you."

"And Sans has to help? You sure boss? I can handle it." Flug told him, holding Sans slightly closer in an almost motherly hold as if to protect him from the workload that he was forced to finish.

"Fine, Sans, you are to report to the projector room. I expect you to have a project ready to present in ten minutes." He stepped away from them, not watching to confirm if they followed instruction, merely expecting to be listened to without question.

Gasping Flug nodded, "Yes, boss!" Using his band to teleport them to the lab Flug pushed one of Sans's devices into his hands before ushering him away. "Quickly, you have to go to the projector room. You know what this one does, right?" Behind him a mess of half completed projects filled each desk and holotables. Boxes were stacked high with devices ready to be shipped. It was easy to tell that Fell had been having him on projects the entire time they were away.

"Yeah, sure." Sans accepted the device, his feet hitting the floor as Flug ushered him out of the lab. When the doors slammed closed behind him, he instantly felt lost and alone. He knew how to get where he was going, he knew the device in his hands. He had designed it. What he didn't know was what Flug was feeling, what had happened while he was gone, what was happening to this home, this life. He couldn't even feel their bond. After several long seconds lost in thought, he began walking towards the projector room, still lost in thought, trying to understand.

Flug quickly delved into his work not paying any mind to the time that passed as he worked on fifteen devices at once on the holotables. He was so invested in his work that he almost burned his finger with his torch while he was welding pieces together.

When Sans arrived, Fell looked beyond pissed. "You're late." He snapped. "Get over there." He threw a jacket at Sans. "Put that on so you at least look the part. You look disgusting."

Glancing down at himself, Sans couldn't begin to care. His shorts and borrowed sweater were all he had. At least the lab coat Fell had tossed him would cover everything. Once he had it on, it was seconds before the camera was rolling. He had done this once before with Black Hat before everything had gotten messed up, so he instantly went into explaining all the profits this particular device could deliver and offered a demonstration. It wasn't flashy, but it certainly got the job done.

After repeating the process two more times, Fell finally let him go when he did it as good as Fell felt he could manage. "Get out. I have to try to make this presentable. Get a shower while you are at it. You smell and look terrible."

Sans felt even worse after his presentation and shambled back to his room feeling even more lost. He did go straight to the bathroom, setting the device on the side so it wouldn't get wet or cause any problems while unattended. After shedding the jacket and his other clothes, he checked the mirror and sucked in a harsh breath. He really did look terrible. Black lines criss-crossed his entire body and a peek at his back showed that his tattoos were all but obliterated by the mass of highlighted scars. So much for hiding them with the ink. Now it looked even worse. His back was a black as Nightmare's but without the tentacles.

Stepping into the shower, heat turned up as much as it could go and not a drop of cold to temper it, he let it fall over him while he absently cleaned. His husband, Fell, his boss/adoptive father... Everything was so wrong here. He almost wanted to be back in the Void. Finally he finished cleaning, not that he really noticed a difference. He was still covered with now highly visible scars. Stepping into his mess of a room, he found a set of pants and one of his few long sleeve shirts from so long ago and pulled a lab coat on over it all. A little more digging unearthed a box of nitrile gloves and he pulled a set on before slipping the box into a pocket. A set of socks and shoes later and he was stepping back out into the lab with the device. There wasn't much he could do to cover his skull, but at least all his other scars were covered for the time being.

Flug didn't even look up from his work when Sans came back into the lab. He had grown used to others coming and leaving the lab. Oftentimes Fell would come in to check on his progress and tell him to work harder and faster. Glancing up Flug gave a weak smile before returning to his work, "Hello, Sans… Were you playing with Papy again? I barely see you nowadays, love… Avoiding me? I would never accuse you of such a thing! Oh, lover do you have such little faith in me?" Flug gave a weak chuckle. "Such a punny bones you are… No, I'm not working too hard… Thanks for the concern love… It's good to see you again… It's been a week since last time. Don't worry I'm not hurt this time, just exhausted." Flug muttered to himself twisting his ring on his finger not realising that Sans was real and not a figment of his imagination.

"Uh, Flug? What are you talking about? I haven't seen my brother since… Stars I can't even remember. And I don't think I'm the one avoiding you. You're the one who is avoiding me. You won't even look me in the eye. Flug, I-I, what happened to you?" He hesitated by the door that led back to their rooms. What was going on here? "Flug?"

Rubbing his temples Flug groaned. "You are so loud today… Felt so real earlier too… Stars I miss you. Are you coming home soon?" Flug whined out, glancing at Sans sadly. "I can't take these visions."

"Sorry." Sans looked down, feeling bad for being apparently too loud until he heard the following rambling. "Uh, Flug?" He chanced a step closer, but something still felt weird, off. And there was still that problem he was trying to ignore. "You do know I'm right here, right? Not a vision? Back from the Void? I didn't realize I was gone so long. Time is different there, I didn't know how much though." He tried to keep his voice low after being told he was too loud. He hoped it was alright now.

Flug nodded slowly, "I know, I know. Always here in my Soul, love… You've been gone six months and thirteen days, four hours, and four-no five minutes..." He sighed sadly standing slowly. "I need sleep. I haven't talked to you this much in a long time..."

"How about no. You don't get to sleep until you accept that I'm actually here. Not some vision or hallucination. Don't half-ass your acceptance either. I'm back from that damn place and you just keep fucking ignoring me. Flug Syls, I came back here for you, so fucking pay attention you damn kid!" Sans dropped the quiet voice building until he was yelling at Flug and his voice cracked like he was about to cry. "I didn't survive all this crap for you to pretend I ain't even here."

Dropping to his knees in front of Sans, Flug gasped, shaking his head, his hands hovering by Sans's skull. "No-no don't cry. Please don't cry. I-I believe you, just don't cry."

"Prove it." Sans snarled. It didn't pass him up that the kid still refused to touch him. "Prove you believe me kid. Prove that bond means something. You ain't crazy and I don't like bein' ignored by you. I. AM. HERE! Look at me!" He may have been being rough, but Flug was obviously in rough shape and Fell clearly hadn't seen it.

Biting his lip Flug leaned forward kissing Sans lightly. He was hesitant to put any pressure against Sans's teeth, but when he didn't instantly disappear Flug leaned a bit more into the steady form of his lover. His Soul sang loudly, beating harshly at it's realization that Sans was in fact real and in front of him.

"Believe in me yet, you little shit." Sans sighed against the kiss. He didn't want to hope and be let down again.

"None of the visions held up to a kiss. They always fell apart… I can't believe you are finally back. You-you're back!" Hiccuping Flug sobbed into the kiss not daring to pull away even an inch. He clung desperately to Sans's lab coat.

"Yes I am. Glad you finally caught on." Sans laughed, wrapping his arms around him and supporting some of the weight to keep him from being knocked over, not that he'd really mind, but the lab floor wasn't exactly comfortable.

"I'm sorry it took so long… I've just been fooled so many times..." Flug clung tighter to Sans. "So, the Gasters are real too? Black Hat? All of it?"

"You bet. Our family just got three bigger. Soon to be four. Think you can handle all that?" He couldn't help laughing as Flug realized that the people he'd been talking to weren't just his imagination. They were all real. "And you did really just kick me out of the lab an hour ago to go film some device with Fell too. That certainly did happen. Don't you dare ever do that to me again." He still laughed as he said it, but he meant it. That hadn't felt good at all. "Fell can fucking wait."

"I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you. I just-Fell is my boss… He's the only thing I could rely on to be constant while you were gone..." Flug pulled back curling up slightly even though Sans laughed he felt the anger behind the words. His Soul panged at the number of family wishing to change it, to add two more to the list.

"What about 5.0.5 or Dem? Nothing happened to them, right? And my brother? You mentioned him too." Sans worried that something drastic may have happened to everyone else. Black Hat would have a conniption if something did happen. "Hey, why don't we move somewhere more comfortable. The lab floor can't be that comfortable for you."

"Well, none of them really have time for me like Fell does. 5.0.5 and Papyrus are normally together if Papyrus isn't over at his friends place. Demencia is normally with her boyfriend, Axe and Crooks and sometimes even Dusty. If not on dates then on missions Fell gave them. Sugar Plum and Razzy are normally busy too, even if they try hard to make time for me." Flug shrugged frowning. It hadn't helped he went into a severe depression and isolated himself in the lab.

Pulling him back close, Sans cooed and stroked his head. "I'm sorry babe. I really didn't mean for any of this to happen. I swear. We honestly thought we were only gone for two and a half days, if that."

"No, it was a lot longer… I visited Sugar Plum and Razzy by myself. I brought Axe, Crooks, and Dusty back without you too. I finished the fridges without you, besides the magic elements to get it to work. I thought I lost you besides the times I opened the portal while working on the fridges and one of you popped out for a little while." Flug's Soul cried, wanting to tell him everything that had changed.

All the reminders of what he missed hit him hard and he finally dropped to his knees beside Flug, taking him from standing over him to being shorter than him once more. Leaning into his chest, his tears restarted. "I'm sorry. I know it isn't enough, but I'm sorry I missed out on so much with you. I know we had plans, but, but… I didn't plan for any of this to happen, then Black Hat came over and we just. I'm so sorry Flug."

Cradling him close he used his band to teleport them to his freshmade bed. "I know, I forgive you. It happened so fast. I wasn't sure that there was even anything I could do to help. I just absorbed myself into my work. I could barely feel our bond most of the time. The only time was last month when Black Hat did something to you."

Yelping, startled from the teleport, he calmed down when he realized where they were and relaxed back into Flug's body. "Well, from what I remember, Black Hat and my dad did some crazy shit to me. It's why I have all these black markings."

"I think he overloaded you with magic. Then something to do with your Soul having like eight other Souls mixed with it?" Flug asked, not quite remembering the phone call.

"Just how much did they tell you?" Sans choked. He hadn't planned on telling anybody about the numerous Souls trapped within his own. He didn't think it was all that important. Sure, it was what made him super powerful and poisonous, but knowing wouldn't change that!

"Not much, I just overheard what was happening while they had me on the phone. It was a while ago and I'm not quite sure what is actually real and what isn't." Flug shrugged.

Sighing and deciding to not lie, there wasn't any real point anyway, he admitted the truth. "Well, ya are close to right. The boss, Black Hat that is, had fun with me, rather, he fucked me, and I guess he got too carried away cause he laid eggs. We both know I can't have kids, but he didn't. My body apparently broke them down and tried to absorb all the magic. Eggs got a shit ton of magic and demon magic is like, a hundred times stronger than monster magic, so I got all sorts of messed up. By that time I'd literally blacked out. I'm not too sure what happened after the egg laying, but apparently Dad got ahold of Black Hat's Soul somehow and nicked a piece out and shoved it in mine beside the other six human Souls I have jammed into it. That part I remember. THAT woke me up. That fucking hurt like a mother fuckin' bitch. I blacked out again quickly after from the pain though. When I came to, I looked like this." He raised a glove covered hand to motion at the darkened scars on his skull before dropping it. "When I finally woke up again, some shit had happened with Segoe and Black Hat, not that I could or even tried to follow it and I remembered the number you gave me. I got ahold of Ink and he and his mate got us outta there and brought us here. That's the long and short of it I suppose."

"Wow… How can you handle having so many Souls inside your own? Do you have to fight to keep control or have memories of the other Souls' lifes? Are you able to use different magic like they would be able too?" Flug shoot off one question after the other.

"I don't know. I just do. Maybe it has something to do with all the crap dad did to me. As for control, I don't think I've ever had any lapse of control. Not to my knowledge anyway. All my memories are my own too. As for magic, well, that is why my magic was always so strong before. Why I could do all that stuff. I'm sure you've noticed Sugar Plum, Razzy, and PJ can't do stuff on my level just by chatting with them for so long." He struggled to keep up and answer all the questions. This was more like his lover that he had missed.

"Cool! I'm glad you don't have any bad side effects from it. Hey, why couldn't I see the Souls when I saw your Soul? Did they all meld together?"

Sans hummed in thought. "I don't really know. It is either that or my magic just enveloped them and hid them from view I suppose. Considering how bright human Soul colors are though, I doubt it was a melding."

"Weird… Um anything else happen while you were gone? You want to talk about anything? We can just cuddle if you don't want to talk. I'm just so glad to be able to hold you close again. I missed you so much."

"Not anything that I can think of. I worked with dad while I could before he kicked me outta the lab that he has set up. Oh, I couldn't move on my own. I had to be towed everywhere. Gravity is so strange there. I couldn't fall either."

"Why would he kick you out of the lab?" Flug asked, frowning at the comment, though it lightened as Sans continued talking.

"Something about me losing touch with my emotions and becoming too immersed. I didn't really get it." Sans shrugged, not putting much stock in it.

"Oh yeah, I can see that. Last time you were kinda scary when you got that way." Flug nodded in agreement. "I don't like your creepy computer voice."

He shook his head. "No, not like that. My voice only got like that cause I was hooked directly into the computer matrix."

"You were still very cold and disinterested to me while you were like that. I like enjoying science with you. You kinda got that way with the fridges too. You are supposed to have fun with science, not get so immersed and invested that you don't care about who you are working with." Flug shrugged, "It doesn't matter though. I love you and I'm with you even if you push me away."

"Even if I'm a figment of your imagination." Sans poked fun at the earlier mistake, chuckling and cuddling closer and beginning to purr slightly.

"Even if you are a figment of my imagination. Even after we are both long gone. I'm with you." Flug held Sans close clutching him tightly.

"Hey now, don't go killing us off just yet. We have forever to figure out how to avoid that." He laughed shakily. Surely Flug wasn't planning to off them, right?

"Just-just don't leave me again..." Flug begged quietly tugging on his long sleeves. "I don't think I could handle being alone again."

The movement wasn't missed and Sans quickly caught the hand and sleeve. "Tell me you didn't." A block of cold settled in his Soul.

Flug whimpered, "I'm s-sorry. I-I didn't know what to do. I didn't think you were ever coming back and I promised not to take my meds since they mess with your magic… I thought one or two would be fine… Papyrus healed me."

"One or tw-" Sans didn't wait and forced the sleeve up to look for himself before his non-existent stomach dropped. "Just how deep did you go?" He cried. He remembered the one time he'd bitten and Marked this arm. It had bled so heavily. He could still see his Mark thankfully, but it was painfully faint.

"I don't remember… Papyrus found me passed out. I haven't done it since. I promise! I just needed to see you again." Flug looked away unable to meet Sans's sad sockets. He was lucky Papyrus was called to check on him. Sugar Plum and Razzy gave him a long speech once they made it to him.

"And you thought killing us both would arrange that? Look kid, that ain't how it works. That ain't how any of this works." He sighed and released Flug's arm. "If you ever decide you wanna die or plan to try it again and are serious, could ya please let me know first at least? I'd rather not Dust without warning and if you die, so do I. The reverse is true as well."

Flug whimpered sobbing, "I didn't want to die. I just needed to feel again. I-I couldn't take it! Every time I would go without sleep for days on end, I would see you. It hurts to be away from you for so long. I just wanted a bit of release. I didn't want to kill you!"

"Kill us babe. Not just you, not just me, us. I can't imagine what you went through, I'm not sure I could handle it either though to be honest." Sans admitted quietly. "Just please, stay with me."

"O-okay… I'm sorry." Flug nuzzled into Sans's neck still sniffling.

Sighing and lifting his head to rest it on top of Flug's, Sans hummed a tune he barely remembered. Slowly and softly he ran his hands up and down Flug's back, trying to soothe his sad mate.

Sighing softly Flug leaned heavily into Sans. "I'm so glad you are real this time. I don't think I could handle you not being real."

"Run whatever tests you feel you must to be sure. I'm just happy to be back with you and where I can actually walk." He paused in his tune to speak, but returned to it after.

Flug bit his lip clutching Sans's lab coat. "I have a test that would make me really sure that you are real. It would leave no doubt in my mind… But I'm not sure."

Pausing again and shifting to try to look down at his mate curled under his body, he tried to figure out what it might be to make him hesitate. "Whatever you want to do, I'm up for it. I'll trust you babe." He assured, petting Flug's head and sighing.

"Fuck me." Flug blurted blushing and looking away and to the sheets. He moved his hands to his own shirt to cling to it shyly. "Unless you don't want to..."

Sans went still and if possible, even whiter. "Well crap, shoulda seen that comin'." He muttered as he lay there still and tried to figure a way out of the situation he had gotten himself into. "I'm sorry Flug, I can't." He struggled at declining, wanting to accept just as quickly as Flug had suggested it.

A whine built up in his throat threatening to break. "You-you are real though… Right? You are real and just not up to it, right?" Flug asked, clutching his own shirt tighter, not wanting to touch Sans and shatter the illusion of his mate.

Sighing, Sans assured him again. "Yes Flug, I am very real. I just...I can't fuck you. I'm sorry." He felt like such a failure after telling him he could have or do anything.

"You c-can't fuck me? Do you want to and can't or don't want to and won't?" Flug asked, slightly confused.

Sans flinched and was silent as his options were provided to him. Finally he released a heavy breath and settled on the correct answer, hating it and himself the whole time. "I literally can't fuck you. I want to, but I can't." His voice cracked and his body shook.

"What happened? Do you need more magic to form your dick? Are you too tired? We can nap and eat something first." Flug offered trying to figure out what would keep his lover from being able to have sex after being gone for so long.

"Trust me, I got plenty of magic, I think. I just… can't access it. I can't do anything. Do I even have eyelights right now?" He asked. He assumed he did since nobody had said anything yet and they were a defining feature for his race. "I can't taste anything normally cause I can't summon my tongue, I can't teleport, I can't do anything." He was defenseless and felt so small and useless. He wasn't even sure how he was able to speak.

"You have eyelights… I don't understand why you can't use your magic if you have plenty of it. It doesn't make sense." Flug scrunched up his face trying to figure out the issue.

Pulling open his jacket and reaching up into his shirt, he grabbed and pulled out his Soul for them both to examine. The normal shell of blue magic that enveloped it was completely dispersed, all nine Soul fragments were there, and a very small sliver of pale white-blue was all that remained of Sans's original Soul. The largest slice that was actually bleeding into the other parts of his Soul was black and sickly looking. "I'm gonna guess that is the fragment from the boss that dad shoved in." Sans stroked the air above it, not touching the Soul.

"Oh love..." Flug frowned cupping his hands around Sans's not touching the Soul but adding his support. "It looks like your magic is depleted, while the others are strong and overpowering. Should you take some of my magic and convert it to your own?"

"I would if I could, but I literally can't do anything with magic. I've been like this since I woke up after they worked me over." He merely shook his head. It was just as confusing for him to be able to see all the Souls he had. He never had been able to before.

"Should I try or do you think just food and rest would be best?" Flug asked, rubbing Sans's hands lightly.

"I'm gonna say food and rest, maybe tomorrow we can try. I've had a busy day so far. I don't think I'm ready to find out I've lost my magic today too." He decided quickly. He couldn't imagine a life where he couldn't do anything because of a lack of magic. How did humans handle it?

Nodding Flug lightly tilted Sans's hands back up to his chest so the Soul would go back inside his ribcage. "I'll get some food while you lay down then. Try to get some sleep while I'm gone."

"Don't be long?" Sans pleaded. He really didn't want Flug to go, especially not with their new housemates, but there wasn't much he could do now.

"I won't. I'll make something quick and bring it back." Flug kissed his skull before walking out of the room heading to the kitchen. As he neared the kitchen he heard the banging of someone in the kitchen already. Tilting his head he slowly walked into the kitchen unsure of who would be cooking at this time.

Looking through the shelves and cupboards, Segoe was trying to familiarize himself with the new setup. He would likely be spending most of his time here after all. It was where he performed best besides the bedroom. He needed to know what they had in terms of dishes as well as what their pantry held for him to try and create new and delightful dishes. So far, he was very pleased with everything he was finding. It was much better than his kitchen back Underground. He felt the powerful presence at his back, but didn't turn around. This was his home now, he wasn't afraid of whoever it may have been.

"Segoe? What are you doing? Are you hungry? I'm making something quick for Sans, do you want me to make something for you too?" He asked, tilting his head at seeing the other in the kitchen.

Instantly freezing as he realized who was behind him, he couldn't help the stirring of his magic. The child was the powerhouse behind him? He hadn't been able to tell earlier with everyone else around and him carrying Sans. That was such a turn on. "Uh, no. Not particularly. Just looking around, getting used to it all." He slowly closed the cupboards and turned around, expecting to see Sans there glaring at him as well, but nope, just the kid. "You're just here to make food for Sans? He didn't come with you?" Segoe checked, sounding merely friendly and curious.

"No, Sans is tired so he's resting while I fix us something quick. It's nice to be able to see him again. Six months was too long. Though you probably understand being away from your boys for so long..." Flug walked up to Segoe, passing him to dig in the pantry. Finding some bread he reached down to get a pot and a pan from the bottom cabinets. Soup and grilled cheese sounds good to him, maybe some pickles too.

Watching how easily the kid stode past him with such confidence in his stride, Segoe was impressed. When he bent to dig in the pantry, then in the cupboard for the pots and pans, he couldn't help drool a little at the form the boy showed off. He restrained himself, for now, from reaching out and taking him. "Do you know where everyone else went? I know Spikes and B stayed in their rooms, but what about that bear and the girl you mentioned?" He really didn't want to get caught red-handed with the kid by someone else in the mansion. Not when he didn't know anybody else's strength. Besides, Flug had said the bear could match Blacky, he didn't want to mess with it if that was the case.

"Oh, Demencia is with Axe on a date, Crooks is probably with Dusty. 5.0.5 I believe went with Papyrus to visit his friends. I don't know where they live, but Papyrus told me that they are kind and no one would get hurt. Which gives you all plenty of time to get used to the mansion and your new home." Standing up Flug giggled, setting the pot and pan down and reaching out to wipe away Segoe's drool from his teeth. "Are you sure you aren't hungry, you are practically drooling." It made him think of Crooks drooling as he fixed food the last few months. The giant skeleton was such a sweetheart and it hurt his Soul to see him starving so much.

"Oh, sorry. Just… Thinking was all." He was such a fool. Flug wasn't an idiot, he would catch on quick if Segoe wasn't careful about this.

"I get that. Do you want to help me cook? I'm thinking tomato soup and grilled cheese." Flug grinned grabbing out the rest of the ingredients to start on the soup.

Segoe was taken aback. He got it? He understood and still turned his back, still trusted him in this confined space? "Do you really?" He asked, now he was curious. Was the kid as adventurous as his boss seemed to be? That would make everything so much easier for him. No restraints or edging around the others. Just him and a new, exceptioinally tight, lovely hole to fuck and have moan for him, under him. Maybe even ride him. Fuck he was getting boner.

"Sure! I would love for you to join me. I know we don't know each other very well, but that isn't any reason to not like each other. We should get to know each other and get closer, we are going to live in the same house. Don't you think so?" Flug smiled at Segoe. He must think Flug was actively against him as well if he had to confirm Flug wanting him to join him in cooking.

"Well then, I guess you do." Segoe nearly purred, crossing the kitchen is a few short strides to stand behind him. His hands descended upon his shoulders, drawing him back so they were flush. Leaning over, he breathed, "Why don't we get to know each other somewhere more isolated, or do you prefer the open, kiddo?" He was fully hard now and there was no way the kid could miss it, but there was also no running away at this point either.

Turning bright pink, Flug stuttered, "I-I-I think we are on two seperate pages. I just want to cook… If you want to get to know each other we-we can do so here in the kitchen." Flug bit his lip hoping he got the point across that he wasn't interested in Segoe that way.

"Oh, we'll cook. Get the heat all turned up and make it nice and spicy if that's what you want." Segoe laughed, one hand easily sliding down over Flug's chest, mapping the planes of his body from over the clothes. "I'm so glad we can understand each other." He spun Flug around, lifting him up to the counter so that he would be at an easier angle to work with. "So gorgeous."

Gasping as the hand ran down his chest and he was spun and lifted. "W-wait! N-no no this isn't what I meant about getting to know each other. I-I thought you only liked kids anyway!" Flug blushed trying to push away the prying hands. His magic had already snapped a pussy into place when he felt the large member Segoe sported as it was pressed into his back. He had been easily riled up recently so Segoe's cock didn't help in the slightest.

"Hmm, you may have the mind of an adult, but you still feel like a kid to me." Segoe stroked his face with the back of his hand. "Behave and we will both enjoy this. You caused this, you should fix it."

Squeaking Flug hunkered down into his lab coat. "B-but Sans is waiting on me..."

That made Segoe chuckle. "The fact that you are out here making food shows just how much he missed you. You've been without your mate for six months and yet, less than a few hours later you are running errands and away from his side. Let me show you what he obviously doesn't have the guts to." Still he kept his caresses soft and his voice gentle.

Flug frowned, "Hey! Don't talk about Sans like that. He is low on magic and is tired. I'm not 'running errands' I'm providing for him. Just because I can live without him by my side after he's been gone for so long he-he was in the Void. It wasn't the same for him. I-I'm not a bad mate. I-I'm not a bad mate, I swear." Flug hiccuped tears beading up and spilling. Was he a bad mate since he went to others for comfort and love?

"No, never. You aren't bad Flug. You are such a good boy. So good." Segoe smiled encouragingly. "I just want to reward you. Show you how much you mean to me. You are so good, won't you let me show you how good you are?" If he could convince Flug that he was only doing this for him, then there would be no struggle and no trouble.

"I-I don't know. I'm just so tired. It's been so hard not having Sans here. I've worked so hard for Fell..." Flug scrubbed lightly at his tears. "You said you were good at massages, could-could you give me one?"

Ah, tears. The ambrosia from children. "Of course kiddo. Why don't we go back to my room, you can lay down and I can work you over. Even Blacky couldn't resist my hands when I worked him over. It's the reason I'm here now. He strikes me as someone who goes high class, so let that stand for itself." He just had to get the kid relaxed enough and then he would be his. He rubbed a knuckle under one of Flug's eyes, catching a tear as it fell. "I'll take good care of you."

Thinking it over Flug gave a small nod reaching out to Segoe, "Will you set me down? A massage that even relaxes Black Hat is something I could use right now. I can feel the knots in my muscles."

"Why don't you let me carry you?" He deftly turned off the stove as he easily lifted the child onto his hip, much like one would a toddler. "It is no trouble, I swear." He also didn't want to chance the kid pulling a fast one and running off. Not when he was so close.

Sighing Flug leaned heavily into Segoe's shoulder. "As long as it's no trouble… I haven't been carried like this since I was a kid. My mom would carry me around when I got sick. I was always too thin and weak..."

"No trouble at all." Segoe assured. His Soul warmed at the way Flug let himself be carried away and gave into his desires. This was all too perfect, but he wasn't going to question it. He was getting this sweetheart of a kid all to himself for the night!

Sighing, Flug relaxed clutching Segoe's shirt lightly. "Thanks for doing this for me. It's been a rough six months. Sans wasn't really happy in how I handled it… He was disappointed in me. I-I don't even want to imagine how he will handle the rest. I just want to relax and not think."

Segoe hummed in sympathy. "Well I won't judge you kid. How you cope is how you do. Nobody can judge you for that and being away from the ones you love is the hardest thing for anybody. Especially when you are pulled away without warning or a chance to say goodbye." He recalled his own sons and couldn't wait to be reunited, but for now, he would make sure this kid had a good night. It was the least he could do for him after all.

"I guess, but Sans doesn't want me to Dust any of us." He muttered disappointed in himself and tugged on his sleeves covering his scars. "I can't take medication though because it affects Sans's Soul… I just feel really alone, Segoe." Flug shifted clinging to Segoe as a support that he could cling to that wouldn't judge him for his weakness.

Looking down at the kid worried, he kept his word so he wouldn't lose the trust he had managed to build so far. He enjoyed the clinging that was being done to him and didn't want to lose it. "Well, if you want to Dust, that is a very personal decision and is completely up to you on how and when you want to do it. I personally advise putting a lot of thought into it though as it isn't something you come back from in my experience. As for medication, I'm not too familiar with what that is, but if it helps you, maybe you should take it or find a way to make sure it won't affect Sans. Just… know that I'll be here for you, whenever you want me. Okay?" He pet one of Flug's arms before stroking his hair and down his face. His skin was so smooth, just like Blacky's had been.

Arriving at the room Flug clutched Segoe's shirt tighter and allowed himself to sob into the soft touch once the door shut behind them. "I-I don't want to Dust. I really don't! I just want these awful thoughts to end. I want to be happy, but it's so hard to be happy anymore."

Segoe gently laid him on the bed and pet him gently some more. "Let me help then. I will chase away the bad thoughts, the nasty feelings. Will you trust me to help you and make you feel good?" Flug wouldn't escape even if he changed his mind at this point. Segoe wouldn't let him and quickly put up a barrier within the walls of his room to nullify any sound. Nobody outside would hear anything that came from within. He had made sure to lock the door when he had stepped in as well. This wasn't his first time and kids were so flighty.

Biting his lip and sniffling Flug gave a small nod. "Y-yeah, please help me. I don't want to feel like this. I want to feel safe again." He clung to Segoe's shirt, not releasing his white knuckled grip even when he was lain down.

"Let's start with the massage and see how you feel after that, okay? If you want to talk during it, I will listen." He carefully pried Flug's hands from his shirt and began lifting the boy's shirt from his own body, knocking the coat from his shoulders in the same movement.

Whining as he was forced to let go of Segoe and was stripped of his shirt and jacket. Flug pulled his wrist close rubbing awkwardly at the scars and looking up to Segoe with large innocent eyes.

"Do they hurt?" Gently cupping his hands and pulling them away from his body, Segoe looked over the deep scars and ran the tips of his phalanges over the knotted skin. Bones could scar, but not like this. He was honestly curious.

"Not anymore… It was a month ago and Papyrus healed me. It's just disappointing that I got that far. I shouldn't have risked Sans's life like that." Flug frowned, he didn't care about his own life, he hadn't for a long time.

"What about your own?" Now that he knew they didn't hurt, Segoe began working the fingers and hand between his own, pulling any and all tenseness out of the muscles there. This kid used his hands a lot, he had quite a bit going on there.

"It doesn't matter. My life hasn't been of any importance in a long time. Sans's life matters far more than my own." Flug told him easily, sighing lightly as his hands were worked over.

"Hmm, mind if I try to change your mind through the night? Or at least give you a reason to look forward to the next day's rising?" The lecherous Gaster inquired. He had a high opinion of his handiwork and he was sure he could convince this kid that there was something to look forward to, if nothing else.

"You can try I guess. No promises that you could change my mind." Flug gave a small shrug. If Razzy and Sugar Plum couldn't get the dark thoughts out of his head he doubted Segoe could, but he would let him.

"Good, lay back for me then, and let me take care of you. You don't have to do a thing, just enjoy the attention and relax. You don't have to even think. Sleep if you want, though you may wake at some point, I will still be here, seeing to you and taking care of your body." He was now working on Flug's forearm, feeling out the muscles there and was impressed. He was so slight, but there was power under his skin.

Flug relaxed letting Segoe move his arms how he pleased. It felt nice being massaged. His body was eagerly soaking up all the sweet touches and care that Segoe was providing. "Feels nice." Flug hummed softly allowing his eyelids to droop but not close.

Laughing quietly, Segoe nodded. "It is supposed to." It continued much the same as it had for Black Hat. He finished the arms, worked over his torso, abdomen, neck, upper then lower back. Once he was finished with Flug's upper body, he began working at divesting Flug of the rest of his clothes.

Blinking slightly awake at being stripped more he hummed lifting his hips to help Segoe. He was so relaxed he didn't even stop Segoe from pulling down his boxers showcasing his still manifested pussy.

Glancing up surprised and smiling, Segoe couldn't help lick his teeth. He would be enjoying that very soon. He hadn't expected Flug to be versed in the magic of body modification. Sans knew what to teach, that was for sure. He avoided it for now and worked Flug's ass, hips, legs, and finally feet over. No muscle was left by the time he was done. He looked up, curious as to the kid's mental state. When he'd been half-done, the kid had already almost zonked out on him.

Flug was putty under Segoe's fingers, if felt so nice to finally be relaxed and lose all the tenseness that he's held for the six months Sans had been gone. He was close to just passing out, but the lack of touch caused him the stir. Slurping up his drool Flug blinked his eyes open. "Wha? Done already?" He couldn't help but be disappointed.

"Nah, just checking on you. Did you like the massage? The best part is about to come, I promise. Just stay relaxed for me." Segoe assured, making sure Flug stayed laying down on his back like he'd been for the better part of the last hour.

"Better? Yes, please." Flug mumbled laying back obediently.

Silently he slipped out of his own jacket and pants. He had abandoned shoes a while ago. Crawling in closer, he breathed lightly on the pussy before placing his tongue against it and dragging it up the length of the organ, catching legs as they leapt at the sudden sensation.

Gasping Flug jolted his eye's shooting wide open. "Segoe!" Looking down shocked, Flug turned bright pink. By better Segoe meant sex?! His body felt like jello already, he couldn't handle that large dick.

Grinning up at him before returning to massaging the labia and clitoris with his tongue, he slid two long digits into Flug's core and began stroking his inner walls, massaging and stretching the walls in preparation for what was to come. If he could seduce a demon, a human would be easy.

Yelping as he was entered, Flug arched and reached for Segoe's shoulders. "S-st-ahp! What ah-are you doing?"

"Treating you right, now lay back. If you wriggle around so much, you will hurt yourself and damage your muscles." Segoe instructed, rising from the pussy just long enough to say his piece before returning. This child tasted so interesting, so sweet.

Shivering Flug whined as Segoe went back to eating him out. It wasn't that he didn't love this treatment, it had been a month and a few weeks since Sugar Plum and Razzy had their way with him. The problem was that it was Segoe that was pleasuring him. Sans adamantly didn't like Segoe. If he found out that Segoe was doing this to his mate. Flug bit his lip trying a bit harder to push Segoe away. "S-stop, really stop! We can't do this. Sans will be furious! I don't want you to Dust just after you got back from the Void." Flug tried to reason shivering and moaned lightly during his spill.

Sighing and lifting his head again, but not stopping the motions of his fingers, Segoe looked at Flug with waning patience. "This ain't about Sans. It is about you. Sans can be pissed off all he wants, he won't touch me. He's all bluster, I promise. Now, I told you I'd make you feel good, now let me do that and stop fighting it. I know that you want it." He held Flug's two-toned gaze with his own, the bit of pussy juice on his teeth making the image almost amusing if not for the distracting fingers thrusting inside.

Shivering Flug covered his mouth holding back his moans. He wanted it badly. He wanted to be used and fucked until he couldn't think anymore. "If-if you are sure you'll be fine. Sans is very protective. I don't want you to get hurt over something stupid like this." Flug wiggled moaning as the fingers continued pleasuring him.

"Ain't stupid, it's pleasure, a requirement to keep us all happy. Now, no more protests, I don't want to hear his name again tonight. Let me hear your voice, moan for me and enjoy, little one." Again he descended, eating out the sweet pussy as it got wetter with the continued toying. He couldn't help moaning himself.

Quivering Flug's legs hit the sides of Segoe's skull trying to keep him close. "O-oh stars! Y-yes yes I'm yours-I'm yours Segoe." He cried arching and moaning as he clutched sheets letting Segoe ravage him. After so long of a dry spell he was soaking Segoe's mouth.

Humming in approval, Segoe sped up the thrusting of his hand, slipping in another phalange to increase his scissoring. "Good." He praised against Flug's lower lips, occasionally slipping his tongue in with his fingers to lap at the fluttery walls of the hot vagina beneath him.

Moaning Flug bucked up into the fingers trying to get them deeper inside him. "Please more~" He begged, tears beading up as he was wracked with pleasure.

"As you wish." Segoe couldn't help grinning. Kid stretched out fast. Just how much abuse did Sans usually put this kid through for him to be this needy? Would his own sons cry out for him like this? Folding his hand in on itself, much like he had with Black Hat, he plunged his entire hand into Flug's core and stretched it. It was so tight and unprepared, so long unused that the walls resisted him at first. More time then, he could work with that.

Flug froze up, arching with a silent moan. His body twitched and convulsed in pleasure as he orgasimed. His walls squeezing tight against the invading hand.

Segoe chuckled and pulled his face away after catching all the fluid that Flug released. "I hope you didn't think that was it. We have a long way to go, little angel." He slowed his movements against the now sensitive flesh, but still kept at them, stretching in time with the pulses the boy's body gave off. "We are going to have so much more to do. I will have you scream for me."

Giving a weak chuckle Flug grinned. "That isn't a hard task. I have a good experience on being wrecked."

"Good to hear. I had to be gentle with the boss, what with his egg. I'm not into torture like the rest of them seem to be here, but I think I can more than make up for that. I did manage to get Black Hat to black out after all." That was still a point of pride for him. Wing Dings wasn't here to mess him up either, so he could really have his way. Pushing at the walls with his phalanges, they started to give more, so he began prodding and stroking everything his long fingers could reach, mapping out the wet pocket and prepared to lay down his pleasure magic. He loved this part.

Flug gave a small nod, sighing out as Segoe continued pleasuring him as he stretched his walls. "You do know how to pleasure someone. You are far from Razzy and Sugar Plum's skill though. It must be the Lust sector..." Flug moaned as the long fingers prodded him deeply.

Segoe snorted. "They have drugs in their system. Nobody can match them, but I had my time there." He supposed he could ask if Flug actually wanted the magic, but if he worked with those kids, he probably would. "You want to try a different kind of pleasure magic?"

Blinking Flug tilted his head. "A different type of pleasure magic? Like Sans's electricity?"

"Electricity? I've never heard of that before, but no. It is another Lust sector trick, an older one, but it still works regardless." His fingers brushed over Flug's G-spot as he explored. It was exactly what he'd been looking for.

Shivering Flug gave a small shout of pleasure as Segoe pressed against his G-spot. "Stars!"

"Hmm, something there?" He teased, ceasing all movement. After a pause, he flicked each finger to figure out exactly where it was. He'd tie all the magic there.

Flug shook his head gasping as his finger hit his G-spot again. "F-fuck."

"There we are." Chuckling, Segoe prodded and stroked it several more times before laying the foundation for his magic. There was a lot less space inside Flug than there had been in Black Hat, so he had to put his strands much closer together. "Trust me kiddo, you are gonna love this." He promised.

Flug whined at the almost threatening tone of the pleasure that was to come. "Just-just not too much. My body can only handle so much. I'm just now getting used to magic and being a monster."

"No such thing darling." Segoe chuckled as he layered his magic up. He couldn't wait to make this boy scream and beg. If the way he was already tightening around his hand again was any kind of signal, he was already close again. "You gonna last for me, little angel?" He asked, not that he would stop just because the kid got tired, no he would make sure he had a full night's pleasure.

"I-I will try to." Flug offered weakly. Shifting and twitching around Segoe's hand he asked. "W-what are you doing in-inside me?"

Smirking at being caught, Segoe volunteered the information easily. "I'm setting you up for the biggest, most intense orgasm of your life kiddo. Magic stimulus tied directly into your pleasure centers." He stroked a cord lightly to prove his point.

Flug gasped twitching, "Oh stars how many did you put in me?! I-I don't think I can take you pounding into any more pleasure centers than you already will be." He was already twitching and sucking Segoe deeper into himself, he couldn't take a mass amount of magic focused on causing him the most intense orgasm of his life.

"Oh, only about twenty. I figured I'd keep the count down as it is only your first time." Segoe said easily, pulling his hand free of the suction with a little difficulty. Kid was tightening down again and that draw he had was strong. "You're ready." He told him and pulled his body onto the bed so he was hovering over Flug, a hand on either side of his shoulders, dick heavy and ready to slip in at the slightest movement from either of them.

"I-I um you will be gentle with me, right?" Flug asked, hoping that Segoe didn't just ram into him and use him until he passed out. He wanted to actually enjoy it, not just be wrecked.

"Of course, I'm no barbarian. I'm a source of pleasure. I only want to make you feel good, for you. I want you to enjoy this, to look forward to this, to want this. I want you to want this for yourself." Segoe explained even as he eased his body forward slowly, letting the head of his cock slip inside, shaking from the heat. He was even hotter than Black Hat inside!

Moaning at the size Flug clutched the sheets. Fuck this was just the tip! Segoe was twice as big as Sans! He didn't know if Segoe would even fit being that big. "Fuck so big!"

Segoe only laughed. "That's why I stretched you so much. Don't worry, you'll take it all soon enough. Be nice and full, take me all the way to the hilt."

Shivering Flug moaned, "Y-yes, I want to be full of you. Fuck I want you to fill me so full. Shit, will you cum inside me?" Flug practically begged. With how big Segoe was he would be practically a balloon of cum once he was done wrecking him. Oh how it had been so long since he's been stuffed full.

"You couldn't get me to cum anywhere else." Segoe informed him seriously. "You will know what it is to really be fucked by the end of tonight."

Sighing Flug grinned. "It's been so long since I've been fucked. Please fuck me. I want your cock to be hilted deep inside me."

"And so you shall have it."

Flug shivered, lifting his hips slightly so Segoe slipped deeper inside him.

"Eager? Anxious? Alrighty then." Segoe was careful but moved his body forward slowly, only pausing when he finally met resistance. Pulling away, he began with small thrusts, slowly going deeper and opening the kid to him. While his hips moved, he leaned down to place a chaste kiss on Flug's cheek.

Flug gasped and moaned as he was split open by Segoe's dick. When Segoe leaned forward to kiss his cheek he shifted wrapping his arms around Segoe's neck pulling him into a teeth filled kiss. Moaning into the kiss Flug licked at Segoe's teeth asking for entrance.

Smirking, Segoe parted his teeth. Children weren't usually so receptive, he was severely enjoying this. Losing his concentration, he gave a harder thrust, seating his entire length into Flug, striking several of the cords of magic he'd lain making himself gasp at the new, tighter area and the shots of fiery pleasure that raced through his magic. "Fuck, you're so tight, oh, so good."

Flug cried out arching in pleasure. "F-fuck!" His body felt like it was fire.

Once he realized Flug wasn't actually in pain, Segoe braced himself and began thrusting in earnest, pulling across the strings of magic he had planted over and over again, using them to guide him closer to the point that would make his charge see stars. "Come on kiddo, scream for me, let me hear you." He huffed as he plowed into the pussy. Kid was handling better than the demon had, maybe humans were made of sterner stuff, or maybe Sans was just that good when he was pitching. Segoe wasn't sure, but he wasn't about to let up any time soon.

Quivering Flug cried out filling the room with moans and noises of pleasure. "F-Fuck Segoe! Yes! Segoe don't stop!"

"Wouldn't dream of it." He leaned back in and kissed Flug again. "You will be mine."

Moaning into the kiss, Flug clung to Segoe's ribs. Gripping the ribs tight, Flug rutted up into Segoe's thrust. He felt like electricity was shooting through his whole body every time Segoe thrust deep into him.

Bracing his body with one hand, he used the other to slide between them and rub at Flug's clit, adding to the sensations by pinching, twisting, and rubbing alternatively on the sensitive bud.

Crying out, Flug froze, arching back as he orgasimed. His eyes rolled back and he collapsed panting for air. "Stars… So good..."

Segoe hissed as the walls clamped down around him. "Tight." He actually had to cease moving, he was pinned inside of the kid, but it wasn't the first time something like this had happened.

Slowly Flug was able to unclench as his orgasim passed. "Fuck, you weren't kidding about best orgasim ever."

"Oh, that wasn't it. That was just a warm up sweety." Segoe laughed at how innocent the kid was. Was that seriously already the best he'd had? He himself had been out of the game for years other than Blindy, kids should be much harder to one up than this by now!

"Yeah, I'm ready for you. How many times do you usually get off? I can handle a few more if they aren't much stronger than that. Otherwise I might need a break." Flug told him, bringing him down for another kiss.

"Me?" He was surprised to say the least. Nobody ever asked about his pleasure. They were usually too overwhelmed in their own. "I, um I usually only get one unless I lose control." He admitted. How was he supposed to continue when he had to talk about himself like this?

"Really?! Only one? What would help you get off then? I could suck you off if you would rather have that instead? Don't worry about me, chase your release. I want you to get off. I want you to fill me with your cum. So whatever you need, just tell me." Flug smiled up to Segoe kissing up his ribs to pull him into another sweet kiss. He didn't normally have partners that didn't use him for their own pleasure. Yes, they pleasured him and he enjoyed the experience, but at some point his bedmate would take control and he would get pleasure as they chased theirs.

Smiling for real, not one of his fake, soft smiles he used on everyone else, he kissed Flug with an unrestrained passion. "Thank you dearest, but all I need to get off is your voice, calling out, screaming out in the pleasure I give you and your sweet, sweet words. I will fill you, and you will enjoy that too, I promise. You are so tight, so warm, so… everything, how can I not get off to you?" He shifted and gave a hard thrust as he finished his little speech, jostling the both of them and groaning at the renewed heat around the hilt of his cock. He had almost hit the center point of his magic that time, almost all the strings sang with the power that coursed through them both.

Gasping Flug blushed as Segoe started thrusting again. Wrapping his legs around Segoe's spine he tugged him closer and deeper moaning loudly at the feeling of Segoe hitting the cords inside him. "Fuck, yes you are so good!"

"So-" Huff, "are- you!" Segoe was putting all his strength behind these now, chasing his end. The kid had come twice and those walls had hardly loosened this time. He needed to get off and get this kid to cum one last time with him and he was sure that would keep them bound together for a time and he'd fill that little womb nice and full of his seed.

Rocking with each powerful thrust, Flug moaned his nails scratching the back of Segoe's ribs and Flug tried to hold onto the other. "O-oh stars! Fuck yes!" His body was on fire as Segoe's cock pounded the bundle of cords each time. Jolts of magic pleasure sang through his bones causing him to twitch and tighten his hold on Segoe, his legs wrapping tight around the other trying in vain to keep him deep inside.

Speeding up, thrusting harder and deeper, Segoe screamed and on his final thrust, his hips connected with bruising force, bone digging into skin aggressively. Finally he's struck the point where all the cords met, all on that pleasure point buried deep within. The magic that flooded his body's senses had him cumming instantly, flooding the smaller body beneath him with the marbled colors of his magic that easily shown through the thin skin. "Take it, take my seed within you. Fill you so good little sweetheart!" He cried, body spasming and giving a few weak thrusts to force the last of his release out and into the kid. "So good."

Crying out as Segoe painfully hilted inside of him, bone bruising his skin and causing tears to crop up. Shaking harshly as his orgaism wracked his body, jolts of pleasure causing his muscles to tense. His body clamped down around Segoe's member, squeezing it for all the seed the other was pumping into him. Moaning Flug flopped back onto the sheets, his legs still weakly wrapped around Segoe's spine and unable to release without help. "Fu-uck… More..."

"More?" Segoe couldn't believe what he was hearing. "You gotta, no, you actually are asking for, well you little shit. You just lay there and let me push you as far as you can go. Ya trust me to take care a ya, right?" The walls clamped around his member made sure he wouldn't be moving and the shaky legs above his hips told him just how nearly Flug was to being completely wrecked.

"I-I can take it… Fill me full..." Flug demanded weakly still dazed from the last powerful orgaism and Segoe pounding the cords giving him pleasure that matched Sugar Plum and Razzy's aphrodisiac.

Reaching into the pocket of his jeans which he'd left beside the bed, he was careful to not dislodge himself from where he still pierced Flug's core. When he sat back up, he showed Flug the ribbon of cloth he'd retrieved. "I'm gonna put this round your eyes. It will help." He didn't wait for confirmation, merely leaning in to kiss and tangle their tongues while his hands made quick work of securing the small scarf.

Moaning into the kiss Flug weakly pawed at Segoe's ribs clinging to them once he grabbed them. As he's eyes were covered he tugged Segoe closer with a weak pull moaning and panting for air once they parted the kiss.

"Heh, just you wait kiddo, I gotta treat for you." He pulled away from the hands, using one of his to pin both wrists above Flug's head easily. Once they were out of the way, he used his free hand and just as easily plucked out Flug's Soul from within his chest. "Told ya I'd make you feel better than ever before and I meant it, now you behave for me." This was usually when children would get the most rowdy, but Flug had been his best yet, how far could he push this kid? Should he have gone further to start with?

Easing into the hand pinning him down Flug grinned arching slightly at the teasing words before the tug on his Soul shot through him. Freezing Flug pailed starting to fight the hand pinning his wrist. "W-wait! Stop! S-Segoe stop! Put that away it-it isn't for you to touch!" Flug fought weakly against the hold, his Soul shining bright in his fear.

When Flug started struggling, Segoe nearly lost his hold. "Dammit, you're strong." He wasn't good at magic in general, but he mustered what little he had and secured Flug's wrists. "Calm your tits, I ain't gonna hurt ya, stop it." For all his harsh words and rough treatment, the hand on Flug's Soul remained soft even as it stroked the edges and teased the center. He didn't notice the small spots of color buried deep within it. The magic organ was soaked from the previous activities of the night and only aided in Segoe's actions. The skeleton didn't hesitate to put that syrupy release directly to his tongue, sucking on the pointed end of the Soul and humming in ecstasy.

At the teasing strokes on his Soul Flug whimpered shaking from pleasure. "St-Ah-p! You can't touch that! Sans! They will know!" Flug shrieked as Segoe licked and sucked that the end of his Soul quivering under the other as pleasure pushed him into another orgasim.

"If that guy don't know what I've been doing, he certainly won't be any wiser cause of this kid. If he was gonna save you, he'd have done it long before you ever got to my room. He'd have known exactly what I planned to do, how I was gonna do it, and to what extent. Trust me, you can call for all the help you want, NoBoDy WiLl EVeR CoMe." He was losing it. There was so much power in this bright Soul, so much flavor. "I will give you pleasure, you will enjoy it, and we both will have a nice, long night. Isn't that right." He prodded even as he licked a heavy stripe up the side of the oozing Soul.

At Segoe's verification that Sans isn't coming or felt anything that the older skeleton was doing to Flug, he relaxed. No one was being hurt and Segoe was being quite gentle, everything would be fine. No one was going to Dust tonight over a bad choice on his part. Tomorrow it is possible that Segoe will Dust, but not tonight. Knowing this Flug let himself enjoy the overwhelming pleasure Segoe offered. "Yes~" Flug moaned, shivering harshly as Segoe licked his Soul of all the fluids. It felt like his whole body was being licked in the most pleasurable ways.

When Flug instantly went pliant, Segoe sighed. "Stop worrying and trust me. This ain't my first time fucking somebody else's kid. I can handle you and your little lover." He nibbled on the end of Flug's Soul, drawing more of the intoxicating fluid from it. The muscles around his cock had loosened as well, so he began rocking as well, maybe he'd get a second release after all.

"Just don't-AHH FUCK!" Flug cried out as his Soul was nibbled. His body arching painfully off the bed. "F-fuck shit Segoe! To-too much! Don't kill me or-or put magic into my Soul. I don't want an accidental Soulbond."

"Stop. Worrying." Segoe demanded after removing the Soul to glare down at Flug, though that arch had been rather appealing. "Would you just listen to me, I don't make rookie mistakes like that. I know my work, shut up and scream for me." He didn't give Flug any time to respond before employing the new-found sensitive spot, sucking and nibbling all over the edges of the Soul and building up momentum with his thrusts into the sopping wet pussy. His and Flug's mixed cum making for a slick lube that made the thrusts smooth and easy.

Shrieking as he was attacked once more with pleasure Flug arched off the bed. Flug's hands scrabbled with Segoe's hand holding his wrists, fighting to get a hold of anything stronger than sheets. Giving an overwhelmed sob Flug cried out as he was overwhelmed with pleasure from inside and his entire being. It was too much. Tears soaked the cloth covering his eyes and ran down his cheeks as he moaned and cried out in pleasure.

Not used to having a second round himself, Segoe was quickly approaching his end again. "One more baby, one more and I'll fill you to the brim, just like you asked. You just keep screaming that pretty head of yours and cum on my order. Let daddy Segoe get you off better than anyone else ever has or will." He purred around the Soul pinned within his teeth, body picking up tempo and his now freed hand from the Soul pinning down Flug's chest.

Screaming out as teeth bit into his Soul the vibrations of Segoe's words sending his body into spasms. "Please please please!" Flug cried out, begging in his whimpering mantra. He was so close. Overwhelmingly close, but feared the tortured pleasure he would receive if he came before Segoe ordered.

"Soon babe." Segoe repeated, thrusts getting faster and his tongue wrapping and tracing the bit of the Soul inside his teeth. The hand on Flug's chest tightened around the dip in his collar bone, forcing him still just before he rammed in and hit the central point of all his cords one more time. "Now!" He shouted while still keeping the Soul pinned, his teeth slipping just a bit tighter, but not enough to damage the Soul. His second load within Flug was just as powerful and large as the last, blowing up the small abdomen like a miniature balloon.

Flug screamed orgasiming around Segoe's cock as he was filled. His body shook and felt like he was burning inside out from the force Segoe was hitting inside of him. When Segoe's teeth bit into his Soul deeper Flug blacked out. His body tensed up freezing as his eyes rolled back before slumping onto the sheets. Blinking awake, feeling clammy and weak, Flug tilted his head to look up at Segoe, the scarf still covering his eyes. "Good?"

Removing the Soul from his jaw to put it back where it belonged, Segoe nodded, grinning widely. "Yep, and you? That scream was delicious. You really got into it. Thank you." He laid down on top of Flug, not bothering to remove himself from within him. He didn't feel like dealing with the cleanup right now, he just wanted to sleep.

"Great… So full… Haven't been full in a month. Stars, I needed this. Stay, keep me full." Flug whined out pleadingly. He didn't want to leave right now after such an overwhelming pleasure filled time. His body felt like jello anyway.

"You stay. It's my room, I'm not going anywhere." Segoe grumbled even as he tightened his loose hold on Flug beneath him. "I like being in you. Gonna stay like this for a while." He informed him before beginning to lightly snore, passing out in an instant.

Humming Flug agreed snuggling into Segoe's hold and found a comfortable notch in Segoe's bones to wrapped his arms around. The cloth remained tied around his eyes blocking out any light and helping him slip into a deep sleep.

Waking up Flug felt the weight of someone on him, it was heavier than his normal lover. Shifting he moaned loudly as the person's dick hit cords inside of him shooting pleasure throughout his body. Blinking his eyes open his vision met darkness causing his face to scrunch up in confusion. Feeling cloth over his eyes he tried to reach up to take it off only for his hands to be stuck under the skeleton on his chest. One was pinned down by the other's arm while the second was tangled inside his ribs. Shifting slightly he tried not the distrube the skeleton on top of him. He was full of cum and hot, his whole body was weak and noodly. "Razzy get off..."

Snorting as he felt movement beneath him, Segoe moaned and shifted, pushing himself deeper at the same time. "Mmm, so good, stayin' wit' daddy." He mumbled in his passed out state.

Gasping Flug whimpered he was so sore, though the voice confused him for a second. "S-segoe? Please pull out. I-I'm so sore. I can't see… Or move."

"Hmm?" Segoe was slow to wake, but when he did, he flushed in magic. "Oh shit, you're still here?" He looked around and found the attached bathroom. "Right, uh. Let's get this off." He quickly slid off the blinder and gathered Flug up into his arms, settling his weight into his hips and inadvertently on Segoe's still very erect girth. It seriously never went down. "Let's get you in a bath. Lavender oil okay with you?" He checked as he moved around, still carrying Flug, to prepare a bath for him.

Gasping Flug clutched on Segoe's ribs as he was hilted on Segoe's dick once more. "O-oh fuck!" His body shook from overstimulation. "Please, gentle!"

"You're telling me, you try being on the receiving end of this. You know how inviting the bed and every wall looks right now with you wrapped around every inch of me?" He taunted back. "I am being as gentle as I can be, just be happy I don't ruin you all over again."

Whining Flug lightly hit Segoe's ribs as his cheeks lit up a bright pink. "Stop it! This-this was a one time thing. I-I should have never done this with Sans waiting on me… Oh fuck what time is it?! I was supposed to bring him food! Damnit Segoe, you distracted me!"

"He's probably asleep anyway. He always did sleep through everything when I was around." Segoe shrugged and bounced Flug on his hips to keep him from slipping, the shift raising and dropping him heavily on his dick again. He wasn't gonna pretend he wasn't enjoying this pretend torture. "Fuck, you feel good. Trust me, he won't even know you were gone."

Crying out Flug gripped Segoe's ribs tighter. "S-st-AH-p Segoe!" His legs couldn't even wrap around Segoe's hips to stop him only being able to cling weakly to his ribs. He was so weak from last night and the continued pleasure was sending jolts through his tired muscles.

"Stop what? Caring for you? Making you feel good, loved, filled to the brim? Isn't that exactly what you asked for?" He prodded, a bone brow raised as he placed Flug's sweat-slicked back against the chill tile of the wall so that he could free up his arms for a moment and push in at a different angle. "Are you going to say that I didn't keep my word and that my work wasn't all you could dream of and more? Do you really think you could continue without coming back to me, that anybody else could make you feel as I have?" He had Flug caged between his hands as he stared into his eyes.

Blinking Flug's mouth went dry. He didn't know what to say. "I-I..." Looking away from the staring eyelights Flug whined. "Y-you made me feel good, but I can't. Sans is my mate… He doesn't like you. I shouldn't even be in the same room as you, let alone this."

"Answer. My. Question." Segoe demanded firmly before a knock at the door had him looking over his shoulder. Growling, he pulled Flug off of him and tossed him in the deep steaming bath, shutting the door between his room and the bathroom and pulling on a set of pants quickly. When he answered the door, he had his best still asleep face on. "Yeah?"

Looking him over with disgust, Fell asked him, "Flug isn't with you, is he?"

"Nope. I just woke up." Segoe slurred for good measure.

Flinching away from the lazy that seemed to seep off the elder skeleton, Fell shook his head. "Make yourself decent and find something to do then. Clear yourself up too, you reek." He moved away from the door, deciding to look for the bear that always seemed to be able to locate his creator.

Closing the door and making sure to lock it, he made his way back to the bathroom, losing his pants along the way.

Flug groaned from the tub. One leg was over the rim the other submerged. His right hand gripped the rim tight as he was barely able to keep his head from sinking into the water and drowning him. Segoe didn't have to literally toss him at the tub. Did he really think he would just land perfectly into the water? He could feel bruises blooming onto his pale skin from hitting the tub hard.

Walking back in, his mood now soured, Segoe grabbed a cloth and a bar of soap, gathering enough of the cleaning substance in the material before he righted Flug's sprawled body and began cleaning it, erasing exterior signs of their night. He couldn't do anything about the bruises, but he didn't particularly care either. It was quick work to grab his magic and rip it from Flug as well, the deluge being contained from getting in the water and deposited into the nearby toilet instead but leaving a raw and wide open pussy after it. "Fell is looking for you, which means I probably misjudged and your mate woke up or we slept later than I expected and he just wants you back for work."

Whimpering Flug cried out tears streaming from the rough treatment. Shoving at Segoe Flug snatched the cloth. Having everything inside him solidified and yanked out of him instead of the usual flowing mess he normally dealt with was painful. "Let me do it if you are going to be rough! Fuck, Segoe you can be a jerk. You are too rough. You didn't have to yank it out like that." Flug worked on cleaning himself scrubbing his painful gaping pussy.

Glaring and stepping away from the tub and over to a stand up shower, he ranted to himself. "I'm too slow, too rough, not rough enough, don't cum enough, go too long, go too short. Never good enough, am I. Why I even try to make others feel pleasure is beyond me." He yelled and let his voice bounce off the walls. He turned the hot water all the way up, not even touching the cold. Letting the searing water run over his bones as he planted his hands against the wall, he shook his head and let his self-beratement rattle with-in his own mind, occasionally punching the wall as he came across worse memories. "Just leave when you're done. You never wanted to come, don't bother sticking around." He finally spoke, voice rough.

"Shut up, Segoe. You, better than most, ought to know that each lover is different and will want different things. You can't treat us all the same and expect the same result. This is why communication is key in having sex." Flug cleaned himself before shakily standing only to slip and collapse back into the tub. "Fuck… Segoe don't just leave me here to struggle. Come here… Please."

"So that you can go rush off to someone else the moment you get your feet? No, get yourself moving. I went through the same thing last night that you did, you don't see me begging for help and consideration. Get over it." He turned off the water, all the mess that had been on him burned or rised off and grabbing a towel, stepped out of the room to get dressed. At least the demon had consoled him, had tried to keep him close even with having a mate.

Huffing Flug frowned shouting after Segoe. "So is that it? You pissed that I have a mate? You knew that already! Why are you suddenly hating me now? You talk about caring and taking care of people, but then you get mad at them without explaining yourself. At least tell me what I did wrong before you sweep me under the mat like a dirty bug." Flug grumbled working on easing out of the tub. He had to get some clothes on before using his band to get to his room. He didn't want to show up into his room naked if Sans was waiting on him. How was he even going to explain this to his mate.

Stepping back into the room once he had his pants and shirt back on and looked put together again, Segoe leaned against the doorway as he watched before answering. "No, I don't give two shits about whether you're mated or not. My problem is when you let that mating keep you from living for yourself and it is all you can care about all through everything." Segoe finally allowed himself to say. Pushing off of the wall, he crossed the room and grabbed one of Flug's arms. "I'm mad at myself for not being able to control my own impulses, for dragging you here when you obviously don't want to be here and don't enjoy these kinds of pleasures. I'm taking it out on you and while it isn't fair, I can't help it. It is one of my greatest faults. I've never been wanted by those I choose to pursue." Even as he roughly assisted Flug, he kept himself at an arm's distance, never getting close.

"I did enjoy last night. Don't get me wrong, I shouldn't have because I DO have a mate and I try to be loyal to him and we talk about our relationship and our relationships with others. You are a good lover, Segoe. You are a pleaser and that is why you might not be enjoying things as much as you want to. Just try to communicate a bit more. You get more flies with honey than vinegar and all that." Flug smiled, shifting to snuggle into Segoe's ribs. "You are a good lover and just a person in general. Just more talking and understanding boundaries."

Stiffening, he quickly pushed Flug away. "Yeah, boundaries. I'm gonna try to work on that." He wouldn't even look at Flug. "You should get dressed and going." He felt bad for shoving the kid, but if he held him close like he was obviously trying for, the night before would just repeat again now. "I'm gonna go, let yourself out." He didn't wait for a response before striding out the door, pulling it closed silently behind him. He needed his own kids, but they didn't need him. He needed Blacky, who really didn't need him, and now he found himself with a need for that human-monster hybrid who he just straight-up couldn't have. Why was everything always so against him!

Sighing Flug used the wall to walk over to his clothes and slipped them back on. His skin was still a bit damp, but it didn't matter, he needed to get back to his mate. Stumbling back to his room, he peeked inside before walking to the connecting doorway. "Sans?"

Sans sat on his bed, tracing stitches absently on his bedspread while he stared at the walls. "Must be one hell of a sandwich. Took ya all night. You really think I'm not real then? Just a figment of your mind, something you dreamt up to chase away the loneliness." He went silent and still. "I'm sorry, I don't know what happened, I don't know why or how I lost my magic. The only person who might is my dad and from where he is, he won't be able to learn anything about me, but without him, you'll never believe me, you'll live your whole life thinking you've got one heck of a realistic dream walking beside you, and eventually…" He trailed off, remembering the marks on the insides of Flug's arms. "Maybe Dusting won't be so bad, I don't know."

"No-no no! Sans that isn't it at all. I just got caught up with other stuff and fell asleep. You know neither of us keep decent sleep schedules. I'm so sorry for not coming back until now. I-I can still make you something if you want or… We can just cuddle? Whatever you want. I promise I won't disappear on you again." Flug promised walking slowly over to the bed trying not to limp or stumble.

"Went to the kitchen when I woke up, you weren't there and you never came back to your room or the lab. Where'd you sleep?" He asked. There was no accusation, just a level of tiredness that only plagued those who were giving up. He'd messed up everything, everytime, and this was no different. Somehow he'd messed things up and Flug was trying to cheer him up even while trying to move on. "You don't have to worry about me, I'll make it on my own. Just take care of yourself, okay?" He still couldn't meet Flug's eyes.

"H-hey, no come on love don't be like that. Um, what can I do to make you feel better? Should I call Papyrus. He's at his friends place, but I can go get him. Anything love. What do you need?" Flug cupped Sans's skull searching his eyelights for answers. "What can I do?"

"Can I have a hug?" He looked up and finally met Flug's gaze, eyelights diluted and fuzzy. "I just feel so alone." His voice broke and while he couldn't cry due to his lack of magic, it was clear that if he could, he would be right then.

"Oh of course love. I'm right here. I got you." Flug mumbled crawling into bed and tugging Sans into his arms and cradling him close. Mumbling sweet comforting words Flug rubbed his skull and spine.

Pressing the side of his face into Flug's shirt, he sniffled and held him close. "I love you Flug, I really do. I couldn't stand to lose you. You mean too much to me." His entire body was shaking as he poured out confessions. "Please, please don't leave me. I can't do this alone anymore."

"I won't leave you. I'm here forever. I won't leave you again. Never again." Flug held him in a protective hold wrapping around Sans almost completely. Digging into his pocket Flug grabbed out his phone using the walkie-talkie function. "Fell, I'm taking a sick day. Don't bother Sans or I for the day."

"And what exactly are you two sick with? I won't allow you all those days you kept taking before just so you can fuck each other. I'm not oblivious to what you two were up to on your previous sick days." Fell radioed back, already annoyed by not being able to find him all morning. "And where exactly have you been hiding all morning?"

Frowning Flug radioed back, "We are taking a mental health day. We both need time together. Why have you been looking for me anyway?" Flug snuggled closer to Sans not planning on parting with him after Sans's small plea to stay.

"It is past the start of your work day and you never showed up. We have dangerous house guests. I needed to make sure you were still safe and able to continue your work. We are a business as well as a home you know." Fell sighed. "Fine, take your mental health day, but I expect you back to work tomorrow. No funny business either, I'll know." Quieter, as if afraid he would be overheard he added on, "And don't radio me too much either. I am going to be trying to keep an eye on our visitors and I don't need you outing me."

"Yes, boss." Flug shoved the phone back into his pocket sighing and nuzzling back into his mate. "Anything you want to do besides cuddle and nap?"

"Hold you." Sans volunteered, already dozing off. He hadn't slept well the night before. Recently the only times he'd slept was when he passed out from some external force that he had no control over. Being able to naturally sleep was something he really needed.

Nodding, Flug sighed, "That sounds fine love. You just rest. I'll be here. I'm not leaving you again."

Humming his acknowledgment, Sans quickly dozed off, his head falling into Flug's shoulder and his awareness fading into nothing. It wasn't long before he began lightly snoring and muttering small bits of information and equations in his sleep as his mind continued to try to think and process.

"Aww, you are so adorable." Flug cooed quietly nuzzling and kissing Sans as he relaxed and dozed off with Sans. Some rest would do them both some good.