Chapter Ten: Killer Part Two: Halloween
Chara woke up to see Frisk lying on her naked chest, a contented smile on her face, though it looked a little dazed.
"Looks like she enjoyed last night.' Chara thought to herself with a grin. "Guess I'll have to give her one better after the party.
Frisk stirred, looking up at Chara.
"Morning, gorgeous." Chara said, kissing her wife's forehead. "You sure look like you slept good."
"I sure did.' Frisk said, smiling. "Especially after last night. You sure know how to use a rope."
"That I do." Chara said, grinning. "I'll show you a better trick tonight after the party Toriel's having at the school."
"I can't wait." Frisk said, smirking. "Can I get a little teaser?"
"Sure." Chara said, grinning as she pulled Frisk up to her, flipping over on top of her.
Warning: Sexual content—if you don't want to see, skip down to the next italicized section
Chara began to scratch marks on Frisk's back, Frisk moaning as Chara began to nibble on her neck. The demon then began to lick Frisk's neck, moving down her naked body, over her breasts and further downward. Frisk moaned louder, not resisting as her wife brought her to an edge she knew oh so well.
Chara grabbed Frisk's breasts, massaging them as she bit Frisk's neck like a vampire, making marks.
"Well, my pet.' She said, her voice low and seductive. "How about we get a little freaky?"
Frisk was blood red, her heart racing as he wife's voice and breath excited her more than anything she'd ever felt in her life… well, besides her hands.
She nodded, a lust in her eyes Chara surely noticed, the demon grinning as she knew exactly how she was going to use that lust.
She took Frisk's right arm, tying it to their bedpost. She repeated the action with her left. Frisk smiled, lust and anticipation in her eyes and actions. She was practically begging for Chara to ravage her.
Chara kissed her on the lips, her tongue moving its way to Frisk's mouth. Frisk moaned into the kiss as Chara nibbled on her bottom lip for entry. Frisk put up a miniscule fight with her own tongue, Chara's dominating it and exploring Frisk's mouth. Frisk moaned louder, her body eating up in response. Had her arms not been tied, she'd have pulled Chara in close and wrapped her arms around her.
"Funny." She thought. "Normally, this situation is reversed."
Chara, once she'd finished with Frisk's mouth, backed up, a trail of saliva connecting their lips still. Both wives smiled, knowing what was coming next.
Chara moved her hand to Frisk's inner thigh, stroking it, not hard enough to apply pressure, but just gentle enough to be felt. Frisk shuddered in anticipation, her eyes begging Chara to continue.
"P-please.' She said, Chara moving closer and closer, teasing her. "D-do it!"
"As you wish, dear." Chara said, smirking. "As soon as you address me with the proper respect."
"P-Please" Frisk said, panting as Chara began licking Frisk's inner thigh, moving up and down, Frisk's mind clouding as she reached her climax. Chara smirked, stopping.
"Please what?" She asked.
"P-Please, M-Mistress.' Frisk said, panting, desperate for finish.
"That's better." Chara said, smirking as she resumed her licking.
However, just before she reached her location, she chuckled, stopping.
"And, that concludes the teaser.' She said, grinning. Frisk's nerves were on fire, every fiber of her being desiring one thing and one thing alone.
"P-please, Chara!" She begged, her ecstasy nearly overwhelming. "F-finish me. P-please, mistress."
"Nope.' She said, grinning. "Sorry, kid. Looks like you'll have to wait for the main event."
Frisk's eyes begged. Chara resisted them, knowing it would be so worth it later.
"Now.' Chara said, grinning. "I'm going to untie you now. And, you're not going to do anything to ease this feeling. You're going to put on your costume and wait."
"Because if you do" She said, leaning in and whispering. "I'll make sure you don't feel a full finish for a solid month."
Frisk's eyes widened.
"Let's make a bet out of it." Chara said, grinning. "If you make it to tonight without bringing yourself over, I'll definitely make it worth your while."
Frisk nodded, desperate to reach her drop, but really anting what Chara had in store for her.
"Good." Chara said, grinning as she removed Frisk's bindings. "Now, go put on that sexy outfit of yours."
Later—end sexual content
Chara waited at the kitchen table, dressed in her costume.
She wore a black leather leotard that hugged her body tightly and showed a good deal of cleavage, her demon wings sheathed behind her, accenting her costume. She had on black leggings and black shoulder length gloves as well, though, put her wedding ring on over the gloves. She wore small heeled black leather boots. She had on a black, tall, pointy hat with a wide brim, the full costume signifying her as a witch.
"God, this costume feels so good." Chara said, grinning slightly, thankful that Papyrus was keeping an eye on Fran.
She was stunned speechless as she saw Frisk walk out in her costume.
Frisk was wearing a tight, dark grey leather costume that hugged her tightly, her angel wings sheathed behind her. She wore a corset around her that was tight. She had on gloves that had cat's paws on them, her wedding ring tied around her neck. Her boots were fuzzy and dark grey. She wore a red collar around her neck that said 'Frisk' on it. She had her trademark cat's ears in her hair as well as a tail attached to her backside. She'd let her hair flow as normal, her silvery blue eyes grinning at Chara.
Said demon fought her hardest not to have a nosebleed at her wife's overly sexy costume. She definitely wanted to see Frisk in it, but she really didn't want to have to breathe out of her mouth the entire evening. Such a hard choice.
"Do you like it?" Frisk asked, posing seductively. "I know you love cats, so I made sure to get the best looking one. I see you picked a witch. Now we're matching."
"Y-yay." Chara said, a red trickle coming down the bridge of her nose. Frisk grinned, knowing she had Chara in the palm of her hand.
"You know what?" She said, smirking. "Let's have a bet. If you have a nosebleed at any point in this evening, I get to have my way with you. If you succeed, you get to have your way with me."
"Bring it on." Chara said, grinning. "I'm already giving you the feature presentation to your teaser earlier. Why not add to it?"
"We'll see." Frisk said. "Actually, whichever of us wins best costume wins the bet."
"What if neither of us wins?" Chara asked.
"Hmm.' Frisk said, thinking. "Well, I guess we'll figure it out."
"How about" Chara said. "If neither of us wins, we settle it the usual way.'
"I tie you to the bed and shoot off the fireworks in your head?" Frisk said, giggling.
"Oh?" Chara said, raising an eyebrow in amusement. "Is that how we're gonna do it? Cause I remember bringing you just to the edge."
"We'll see." Frisk said with a giggle. "Let's go to the party though."
"Yeah." Chara said. "But, there's one more addition to your costume you need."
"What?" Frisk asked.
"This." Chara said, grinning as she attached a leash to Frisk's collar. "Now everyone will know you belong to me."
"In body, soul, heart, and bedroom." Frisk said, giggling as she repeated Chara's pledge she'd given to her in private after the wedding, when they'd consecrated their marriage in the bedroom. She hugged her wife, kissing her on the lips. Chara kissed her back, running her fingers through Frisk's hair, holding her close.
"We're gonna be late.' Frisk said.
"Yeah, I know.' Chara said, getting up, her tone sarcastic. "I'd sure hate to upset some of those bitches she works with."
"Don't kill anyone, please.' Frisk begged.
"Whatever." Chara said. "I hear one word about Fran or you I don't like, I break all hell loose."
"Chara." Frisk said, sighing. She knew Chara had much restraint, sealing the vast majority of her demon powers away. She, in truth, had more than she'd used in the fight with Fortuna, but she didn't use it. It was far too corrupting.
Chara took her wife outside, spreading her wings and flying to the school, landing and setting Frisk down, holding the leash. Frisk blushed, Chara draping an arm around her.
Together, they walked into the school, getting quite a few stares. Several whispers of 'look at those two. Aren't they Toriel's?' and 'those two look like prostitutes'. Frisk bit her lower lip, Chara's face one of confidence.
"Hello, my children." Toriel said, waving, dressed as a queen. Khara was there, her and Grey both dressed as knights. Rachaya was dressed as a demon (a very slutty demon) and downing the punch.
"Hi, mom!" Frisk said, waving back.
"Sup, kiddos?" Sans said, showing up, dressed as a pirate, Undyne and Alphys there as well, dressed like pirates to boot. "How's the married life?"
"It's been great!" Frisk said. "We had the most wonderful time last night.'
"I rocked her fucking world." Chara said, a grin on her face.
Frisk blushed as Sans decided to stop asking anymore questions.
"Excuse me." A rude voice said, its owner stepping up to the couple. "This is a formal party, not a slut gathering. We already have the slut by the punch bowl. You two need to leave."
"Well" Chara said, eyes flashing. "I guess you should leave too, since you're dressed like a bitch."
"I beg your pardon!" the rude woman said.
"Here, lemme put it in sign language for you, you bitch." Chara said, giving the woman the finger, using her left hand since it had her wedding ring on it.
"You two are a disgrace to this race of humans." The rude woman said.
"Fuck you.' Chara said. "We're both hybrids."
"Even worse!" The woman said. "You two are disgusting! And, I've been told you're married. You monsters should just go back where you belong."
Chara's gaze shifted to her wife's face. Frisk was trying to keep it together, trying to hold the tears in. She turned around and bolted out, her face in her hands.
Chara's gaze turned dark, anger clouding her features as a sickening black aura.
"You can insult me.' She growled, all eyes on her as she stepped towards the rude woman. "I don't give a damn. But, if you ever, and I mean EVER, insult my wife again, I will bring so much harm to you, hell will be a relief to you."
Chara turned to go after Frisk, pausing and turning around. She slammed her fist into the rude woman's face, sending her flying. She then took off, running after Frisk.
With Frisk
The angel girl ran down the street, crying into her hands. She dropped to her knees, sobbing into her hands. She knew she should be stronger, that she shouldn't let this get to her, but it was hard to when some people hated her and everything she stood for. She stopped, panting.
"Hello, dear Francesca." A very familiar voice said. Frisk's eyes widened as she trembled in fear. The owner of the voice stepped into view, a sinister grin on her face. Frisk backed away too scared to do much else. The woman grabbed Frisk by the collar, pulling her up to her face.
"You and I are going home." She said. "We have a lot of catching up to do."
She teleported, taking Frisk with her.
"Frisk!" Chara shouted as the woman teleported, barely missing them. She landed on the ground, looking back to where Frisk and the woman were.
Chara dropped to her knees, tears of her own falling as she screamed in anger, letting all of her rage emit.
"Don't worry, Frisk." Chara growled. "I'll get you back. I promise."
Oh no! Will Chara save Frisk? who is this woman? What's gonna happen? Find out soon.