Chapter 8
He was in the meeting room, sitting in his chair. There was pain in his left eye socket, he wanted to raise his arm to rub at it but couldn't. He was looking down at files, reports; all saying that the search for the original had come up inconclusive.
"Damn it; we haveto find him. He's got to be somewhere." His voice sounded different, gruffer. It was familiar.
He stood up, rubbing at his eyes; purposely avoiding the pain in his left socket. His body walked to the washroom, closing the door behind him. He sighed, walking over to the sink and cupping water into his hands; bringing it to his face.
Why was he using water? Sans always drank coffee, the only person he knew who washed his face to keep awake was….
His head lifted to look at himself in the mirror, his eyes meeting Red.
"Original…?" the other whispers, his eyes widening. Red started to move quickly, turning around and rushing back to the meeting room. He grabbed a bottle of ketchup, pinching his nose and downing it. Sans' taste buds tingle at the flavor, thankful for the familiar comfort food. Red sighs in relief, setting down the bottle and walking back to the mirror.
"Oh thank stars it's you; are you alright?" Red asks, and Sans felt the other's body slightly give over to him. Sans recognized what was going on.
He was sharing a consciousness momentarily with his other self.
It was what had made Sans aware of the other universes in the first place; when he fell asleep his consciousness slipped into either Red or Blue and through it they learned to communicate and eventually found a way into each other's universes.
Sans used Red's arms, signing to himself.
"I don't know."
Red's expression screwed into one of confusion.
"What the fuck does that mean, Original? How do you not know? Did he knock you out or something?"
Sans shakes Red's head, signing.
"I don't remem—"
It slammed into him, transferring to Red through their connection.
Pain. Electricity. Something hard and gritty slamming inside him. Pain.
"Oh f-fuck! Holy sh-shit!"Red wails, legs collapsing as he clutched at his crotch and his head. He bent over, pressing his head against the ground as pain shot through him.
"I can't hear you~ Why don't you speak up!"
"Say it!
"LOUDER!"
"YOU'RE FORGETTING SOMETHING, BITCH!"
"Oh stars, it's Horror. I knew it was him! I'm gonna come get you Sans, just stay there, I'm gonna come get you!" Red swears, struggling to his feet and opening a tear through the void.
Sans panicked, but before he could protest he was ripped back to consciousness.
Sans eyes' snapped open as adrenaline pumped through him, waking him up instantly. Horror cackled, throwing the needle over his shoulder. Sans went to ask him what he was doing, but found his mouth propped open with a blue ball gag.
"Good to see ya awake! Now then, I'm going to go get you some food. I healed you up while you slept, and gave you some pain medication. I'm not sure why your pussy won't deform, but it's straining your magic pretty bad. I'll help ya with it when I get back, princess. Until then, I got a little apology present for you."
Sans stared at Horror in surprise, a bright blue flush rising to his cheeks at the attention and love. Horror smiled, pecking him on the cheek and reaching into a bag at his side. Sans' eyes widened when he saw a bone-marrow covered toy pulled out, a long wire dangling from it.
Sans let out a terrified wail, scrambling backwards and back into a wall. Horror winced, looking down at the toy guiltily.
"Yeah, guess I should've cleaned it; but listen, it's not the same one that uhhh… damaged you earlier. Here, feel it." Horror held out the tip, and Sans cautiously touched it; surprised to find the gritty texture smoothed out and slightly softened. It was still hard as a rock, but it didn't have the previous scratchy texture.
"And that's not all that's different; I took out the wire and replaced it with some vibrators; the same ones in the toy you borrowed earlier." Horror added, hitting the switch. Sans yelped as the toy vibrated in his hands, both of his arms shaking from the force of it. Horror smiled softly, leaning forward and kissing Sans on the forehead lightly.
"Listen, I uhhh, I thought about what you said before you passed out, and ummm… I gotta say I agree with you. So ummm, we're gonna figure this out; okay? Is that okay?" Horror asks, and Sans nods; his eyes looking up from the massive toy up to Horror's face. Horror smiles, turning off the vibrations and taking the toy from Sans' hands.
Gently and slowly he crawls forward, large body engulfing Sans' smaller one as he lifted him up, nudging the toy gently against his entrance. Sans let out a muffled moan, his back arching slightly as the large tip pushed into him. He shook as the toy that had been so roughly assembled in him earlier slid in gently now, rubbing against his walls perfectly as he was filled.
"Mmmph~! Ammmph…" Sans moans around the gag, his hips bucking into the air as the end of the toy completely slipped the rest of the way in him. Horror smiled, whispering praises and love to Sans while giving him small kisses. Sans breathed heavily, hands clutching at Horror's hoodie sleeves as the toy is gently thrusted inside him. His head lolls back, his eyes closing softly as he moaned with each gentle rock of their bodies. Horror smiles, giving Sans one final loving kiss before placing him gently on the ground.
"Okay princess, I'll be back as soon as I can; until then, enjoy yourself." Horror winks, turning on the vibrations and snapping a pair of handcuffs on Sans' wrists. Sans mewled around the gag, leaning back against the wall as Horror teleported.
It was there that Sans sat for what felt like hours as he waited for Master to return. Sans' heart swelled with happiness, his soul pounding happily with pure pleasure long-overdue. He relaxed against the wall, his hips thrusting into the air every once in a while.
Sans' dress had been cleaned, it's fabric returned to its previous light pink. It was warm, like it was just out of the dryer, and softer then rabbit's fur. Sans cuddled into it, blue drool dripping down his chin and onto his clavicles as he orgasmed softly.
The bedroom door swung open, and Sans opened his eyes softly to look up at the doorway; expecting his Master. His eyes widened in fear when it was not Master he saw, but Red.
"Original! Oh god what has he done to you?!" He rushes over, sharp claws ripping through the gag and throwing it aside. He leant down to the toy, his own eyes widening at the size.
"Oh dear stars… okay, I need to get you out of here before I can get that out. Okay, okay; c'mon, I'll carry you back to the tear and get you to the meeting room. Everybody else is waiting there." Red picks Sans up, throwing him over his shoulder. Sans screams, struggling; Master would think he escaped!
"W-Wait R-Red! Please! S-Set me d-down! Master will be angry at me!" Sans thrashes, surprising Red, who struggled to hold on to him.
"Dear god, he's drugged you! Stay… still damnit! I'm trying to help you!" Red repositions Sans, teleporting out of the house.
"Princess?" Sans hears Horror call, and Red turns around to see Horror standing there with a bag. Sans feels tears in his eyes as relief builds up.
"Master! Master help me!" Sans wails, and Red stares at him in amazement before quickly teleporting again. Horror's yell of anger echoed throughout the whole HorrorTale underground as Red ran through the VOID tear, slamming it closed behind them. Sans struggled in his grip, summoning magic attacks and trying his hardest to get Red to drop him.
"Original! What the hell?! You're going to kill both of us!" Red exclaims, ripping open a new tear that lead to the meeting room. Sans screamed, fighting wildly to get free and get back.
"Oh dear stars; I'm sorry Original!" Red exclaims, balling his fist and slamming it down on Sans' temple. Sans went cross-eyed, going limp and blacking out for the second time that day.
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Is it short? Yes. Is it important? Also yes. ^-^