in this “AU” (you could call it sugoikawaiianimeschooltale :’D) Papyrus is very popular and he is teasing sans, because of course he is super in love with him ~ he never teases him in a mean way ~
sans is a nerd, not popular at all QwQ sorry sans – and he is in love with Pap too, but he act like he is annoyed of him because he don’t want to be bullied about being a cute gay cinnamonroll QwQ
-> in this “AU” their are not brothers, just classmates….
in the end I just did it for fun :’)
-<…and picture 1 and 2 are just extras and have nothing special to do with the short comic ~ FEEL FREE TO NAME THIS AU if you want to, It’s not my intention to create a new AU.
-> Also I want to say something about bullying. It’s not a funny thing at all and if you get bullied please tell to someone you trust! Always remember to treat people like you want to be treated!!! Sorry for the long post and my sucking english, no potatoes for you TTvTT ~
Elaina likes to write things lmao. Hope you don’t mind, I wanted to make a drabble for it :}
“Again…?”
Sans didn’t need to have his glasses on to see that his desk had been scribbled on. Closer inspection, however, revealed that these were not the typical insults.
Instead of “nerd” and “dork” and “loser” on the surface of the wood, it read things like “cocksucker” and “twink”. In big, bold writing was the word “faggot”.
This was new.
This was…
Bad. Sans clung tighter to his messenger bag and forced his breathing to steady.
It’s not like he had friends to blabber to, so there was only one reason people were writing such vile things when they hadn’t before:
Papyrus was telling people they were having sex.
But why? Sure, sometimes the tall skeleton poked fun at him for his title in high honor roll and ranking number one in the class, and sometimes Sans told him to buzz off and talk to him when he could score better than C+ on a test, but it was all in good fun!
Or, he’d thought it was. Maybe their relationship didn’t mean what he thought it did.
Against his will, Sans’ vision blurred. He took off his glasses and sat down at the graffitied desk to scrub tears from his eye sockets. A quiet sob left his mouth and echoed in the empty class room, but it made enough noise to attract the attention of the aforementioned skeleton.
Papyrus turned and strode into the empty classroom. He’d been about to head home since the school day was over, but figured he may as well stop to make sure Sans didn’t lag behind and study the hours away like a dork again. He really needed a social life. Maybe once summer began he would show him how to be less of a bookworm and more of a partier.
He was three strides into the room with that typical cocky grin on his face when he froze.
Sans was hunched over at his desk, which wasn’t new, but instead of his nose being buried in a text book, it was hidden in his hands.
He was crying.
The smile vanished from Papyrus’ face and he was crouching next to the smaller monster in an instant.
“Sans?” He said, making the male flinch and look up. Tears were steadily running down his face and the taller skeleton wanted to kiss them away. “Sans, what’s wrong?”
“P-Pap?” Sans stammered, and hated how pathetic he sounded. He even cried like a nerd, good gravy. “Sh-shouldn’t you be halfway home by now?”
Papyrus took Sans’ hands in his own. “What’s wrong, Sans?” He repeated. It was then that the scribbles on the desk caught his eye, and he turned to see the vulgarity etched into the surface.
Nothing but occasional sniffling from Sans filled the silence for a few moments. Papyrus increased his grip on the other’s hands and looked at him fiercely. There was anger there. Papyrus didn’t get angry like this, ever.
“Who did this?”
Sans blinked, another tear rolling down. The other skeleton brushed it away with his thumb and the sensation made him feel a little calmer.
So Papyrus hadn’t sparked this act – at least, not on purpose. Their relationship wasn’t just for shits and giggles. The thought was warming to Sans, and despite the harsh words in the wood he felt less alone.
“I don’t…I don’t know who did it.” He admitted.
“I think I do.” Papyrus scowled. He straightened and used the hand still holding onto Sans’ to pull him from his seat. “And tomorrow, Undyne and Mettaton are getting an ass beating.”
The taller monster smiled down at Sans, taking his glasses and sliding them back into place on his head.
“C’mon,” he said, “don’t cry. It doesn’t look good on a nerd like you.”
Sans’ expression softened. He smiled.
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Also, since I write, this fucking inspired me to continue this little bit:
“Thanks.”
“You want me to walk you home?” Papyrus
asked, concern dripped from his voice.
Sans shook his head quickly as he felt himself fluster a bit, “No
I’ll be fine. We’ll see each other tonight?”
“It’s the weekend, I’ll sneak over after my old man is
asleep. Just keep the window open.”
Papyrus smirked as he leaned closer to Sans, kissing him softly.
Sans felt himself press closer into the kiss. He still couldn’t
understand it. He was just a silly nerd. He was busy reading things
about string theory or a classic novel, while Papyrus would probably
think that string theory had to do with string cheese and a classic
novel was what the girls were reading right now. So why was he
interested in him? Papyrus could have anybody he wanted. Papyrus had
a group of girls that he could have easily been with. But instead,
they were secretly dating.
“Sans, be safe.” Papyrus whispered as he broke away from the
kiss.
Sans felt breathless as the only thing he could do was nod slowly.
He watched as Papyrus walked away. Sans knew that Papyrus was going
to go off at Undyne and Mettaton. Although Sans wasn’t so sure it was
them that did this. He couldn’t say it was them, though because he
really didn’t know anybody all too well. Sans looked down at the
graffiti covered desk and sighed. He was just going to get it cleaned
when school started up after the weekend. He was too drained to even
deal with it.
Sans started out of the classroom, for the first time, he just
wanted to get out of school. School was normally one of his favorite
places, but now, it was starting to become a prison with the stunt
that somebody did with his desk. He was so close to getting out of
the school. Just twenty more feet and he could get home.
“Yo, homo!” Sans froze in fear as he heard a voice.
Sans slowly turned around seeing a group of girls. One of them he
recognized, although he couldn’t remember her name to save his own
life. He only remembered her because for last Halloween, she had her
boyfriend at the time wear a leash and collar while she took him
throughout the town.
“You’re causing a lot of problems.” one of the girls hissed.
“I’m just trying to go home.” Sans muttered, looking down at
the floor.
“Yeah right.” an other girl laughed.
Sans didn’t like this. Somehow they had surrounded him. He really
didn’t want to deal with this and he was already regretting his
decision in not walking home with Papyrus. If Papyrus was here, they
wouldn’t be doing this.
Sans let out a sudden whimper as he felt one of the girls push him
from behind. There was no way he was going to be able to beat up a
girl, let alone a whole group of them. “Please, I don’t want any
trouble.”
“Yeah right, you fucking fag.” one of the girls laughed.
“I’m serious. I just want to go home.” Sans was trying to keep
himself calm.
“I bet he’s never kissed a girl.” one of the girls chidded.
“But the slut kissed a shit ton of boys.” an other laughed.
Sans did not like where this was going. He was trying to find a
way to get out of this mess. He was starting to get frantic as he
tried to break through them. It didn’t work. One of the girls
grabbed his shoulder, turning him as they forced a kiss on him. Sans
was desperately trying to break out of it. Before the whole dating
Papyrus thing happened, he would have loved getting his first kiss
with a girl, but coming to terms with his sexuality, this just wasn’t
right for him. He was freaking out internally, begging for them to
leave him alone.
“What is going on here?” Sans let out a sigh of relief.
“Ms. Toriel. Oh nothing, we were helping Sans. He had something
on his face.” one of the girls lied smoothly.
Toriel looked at the group carefully, then looking at Sans, “Is
it true?”
Sans looked at the ground before nodding. If he told the teacher
what was really going on, he was going to get it worse later on. At
least with them getting caught in the middle of it, they would back
off for a bit.
“Sans, are you sure?” Toriel pressed him.
“Yeah. If it’s alright, I’m just going to head on home.” Sans
spoke quickly before walking quickly to the door.
As soon as he opened it, he just started running. He wanted to run
away from that situation as fast as his legs could carry him. Were
they the ones that wrote that stuff on his desk? Or did somebody find
out he was gay and he just became a bigger target? It didn’t matter
at this point. He would have to deal with this later. He really just
wanted to get home and away from this giant mess.
Once Sans felt that he was far away from the school, he sat down
near the road. He had a bad habit of just stopping at random spots
when walking home just so he could catch up on a really good book.
And right now, he was reading a novel that he just couldn’t put down.
He needed to know what would happen next, especially since he knew
that later on tonight, Papyrus was going to sneak over and he knew
without a doubt that he was not going to be reading about the epic
adventure that was written in the pages he had his nose deeply buried
in.
Suddenly, Sans felt something hit his head. He quickly looked up
seeing the same girls that had just cornered him throw a nice cream
at him, one of them, he heard scream the word “Fagot” as the
whole group laughed. Sans felt his eyes burn as tears began to stream
down. He had never been so humiliated in his life. He felt a wave of
a mixture of emotions. Anger, embarrassment, anxiety. But at this
moment, the strongest feeling he had was hate. Not for them, but for
himself.
“Fuck me, right?”
~~~~
Hey, maybe somebody can continue and we can all do a chain…
WOW I am so impressed!!!! I love your work QwQ thank you so much my friend ❤ I want more QwQ ❤ nyeh heh
-> and I am really sorry for you that this happened to you! :((( *Hugs*
I cannot resist a good story
chain…. may I join please?
~~~~
Papyrus was off chewing
out Undyne and Mettaton’s asses.
Well he was nearly there. He was
walking towards Mettaton’s mansion currently, and each step just further
angered him. How dare someone try to
hurt HIS Sans. Sure he teased him but it
was never something mean or rude.
With the
memory of Sans’ crying still fresh in his mind Papyrus approached the gates of
Mettaton’s mansion. The guard recognized
him and let him through. Papyrus slammed
open the front doors of the mansion and growled.
“METTATON!”
He shouted angrily.
“Oh
Papy darling! What a pleasant surprise,” an overly flamboyant voice called from
the main staircase. There was Mettaton,
dressed in the latest fashion and smiled flirtatiously towards Papyrus, to
which he fought to roll his eye sockets at him.
Mettaton always flirted with him, and other popular kids at school, but
his heart belong to Sans, he nerdy smol boyfriend who he just adored.
“What
brings you he–,” Mettaton started to ask before he was grabbed roughly by
Papyrus and slammed up against the nearest wall.
“Papy!
Oh my, if you wanted to be rough–,” he started to say before Papyrus interrupted
him.
“WHY
DID YOU DO THAT METTATON?!” he shouted angrily, his magic threatening to lash
out at the glittery robot before him.
“Do-Do
what Papyrus?” he asked nervously.
Papyrus never got this physical with him.
“YOU
KNOW WHAT YOU DID! DON’T PLAY THE VICTIM HERE METTATON!” he shouted. He was livid. How dare he pretend to not hurt
his boyfriend’s feelings and humiliating him at school.
……
Anger
Humiliation
Sadness
These
feelings where what Sans felt strongly at the moment. He was currently unlocking his front door and
walked inside to his home. It was a
quaint home, he had inherited it when his father, Dr. W.D. Gaster died a few
years ago and in his will, Sans had inherited everything. The house, insurance money, but he also got
now an empty space.
As
much as he loved this house…..it held some painful memories. He would wake up restless from how quiet it
was in the house and he had no one to share it with. When he was sad, he couldn’t turn to
everyone. Sure he had Papyrus…. but he
didn’t like to bother him too much.
Wait. Did he bother him too much? He was certain he wasn’t. Well, aside from Papyrus going off to tell
Undyne and Mettaton to back off was certainly something that made his soul
flutter and shine. Though he flinched as
he felt the nice cream on his skull drip down his neck. What a terrible day it was.
‘Might
as well shower before Papyrus comes over,’ he thought as he climbed the stairs
to the second floor and unlocked his bedroom window and left it cracked. This was how Papyrus would come over. After all, he did enjoy dramatic entrances.
With
that done, Sans grabbed grey sweats, his pink house slippers, and a white
shirt. He at first debated if he should
put on a hoodie but he waved the idea away.
If he was cold, he could grab one later.
Besides, if Papyrus was coming over he doubted he would wear his hoodie
for long.
Sans
blushed at the thought and sighed. He would
feel better after a nice hot shower and if he changed into some more comfortable
clothing. He went into the bathroom and
left it open at just a crack as he stripped from his nice cream stained uniform
and got into the shower. He let out a
sigh of relief as he felt the warm water wash over his bones. It was as if it was melting away his stress
and sadness with the nice cream.
~~~~
And there ya go :). Hope this benefited the chain.
I’M SORRY FOR REBLOGGING THE SAME POST AGAIN BUT LOOK QwQ there is just more and more and I am soooo overwhelmed please continue that xD YES ❤ I love you all so much right now QwQ ❤
Fuck I am jumping in on EVERY part of this chain because god damn!
“Pappy, darling, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Papyrus felt his anger boiling in him more, “Bullshit, you and
Undyne always fucking pick on Sans. I’m tired of it and you both went
to fucking far this time!” Papyrus grit his teeth.
“Now I really don’t know what you’re talking about, but I
promise you, I don’t know what is going on. Now let go of me this
instant.” Papyrus felt Mettaton grip his wrists.
Papyrus let the flamboyant robot go, his mind still clouded with
anger. He felt like he was going to lose it. If it wasn’t Mettaton,
then there was also a chance that it wasn’t Undyne either. So if it
wasn’t either of them, then who the hell wrote that shit on Sans’
desk?
“What happened to Sans?” Mettaton asked.
“Somebody wrote some fucked up shit on his desk.” Papyrus
muttered as he began to pace around in circles, telling his friend
what was written on Sans’ desk.
“I think I know why.” Mettaton whispered as he motioned for
Papyrus to follow him to his room.
Papyrus quickly followed Mettaton, wanting to get to the bottom of
this mess. He wanted to find out who the fuck was messing with Sans
so he could beat the shit out of them and not see Sans cry like that.
As soon as they reached his room, Mettaton closed the door and locked
it.
“Somebody sent me some pictures, and damn, are they
interesting.” Mettaton said as he pulled out his phone to show him
the texts.
Papyrus face blanched at what he saw. He saw those pictures. Hell,
he took those pictures. Somebody went into his phone and took them.
He felt sick looking at them now. Papyrus had his dick completely in
Sans’ mouth in some of those pictures, the last one was a money shot
of Sans, his face covered in his cum.
“Shit.” Papyrus couldn’t believe it, “Somebody stole my
pics.”
“What?”
“You heard me, who ever sent those pictures
out to the school somehow took those pictures from my phone.”
Papyrus was too shocked to be angry.
“You gotta talk to Sans about this. Tell him before he finds out
and he thinks it’s you that sent them to the whole school.”
Papyrus
nodded solemnly before he started for Sans’ place. He needed to get
to him before the pictures got to him.
~
Sans smiled as he got out of the shower, today was going to end on
a good note. It had to. After school was just so rough. There was no
way it could get any worse. Sans had his towel over his shoulders as
he headed for his room to grab his book and his phone, noticing that
he had a message from a random number.
He looked at it curiously before putting his phone away, he wanted
to go and grab something to drink before he looked at it. With his
book in his hand and phone in his pocket, he went straight to the
kitchen and grabbed a cup, filling it with some ice and water. Sans
casually sipped it as he grabbed his phone, pulling up the message.
His face flustered with anger as he read it, omg liek who dick dat?
“What?” Sans saw that there was an attachment.
Sans regretted downloading the pictures instantly.
He begged Papyrus not to take those pictures. And Papyrus said
that it would be fine. He trusted him. Why the hell would he do that?
Why would he send those pictures out to everybody? No wonder somebody
wrote that shit on his desk. No wonder those girls were harassing
him. Papyrus sent out those pictures to everybody in the school. He
fucking outed him to the entire world. Sans felt himself sink onto
the floor, crying harshly.
He grabbed his phone and called Papyrus. One ring. He really
wanted him to pick up. Two rings. He was just waiting for the third
ring. He never picked up within the first two rings. Three rings. He
needed to pick up now. Four rings. Maybe he had his phone on silent.
Five rings-
“Sans!” Papyus sounded flustered.
“Fuck you. I don’t want you here. You’re a fucking asshole I
fucking trusted you!” Sans was crying hard as he spoke.
“Sans, what the hell happened?”
“Like you don’t
fucking know? I told you not to take those pictures. I begged you.
But you wouldn’t listen. And now the whole school knows my secret!
Fuck you!”
“Sans I didn’t send those pics out somebody took my phone.”
“You should have listened to me!” Sans was shouting, his soul
in pain.
“Look, I’ll get it sorted out.”
“How are you going to
do that?”
Papyrus was silent.
“Leave me alone.
Don’t come here.” Sans hung up.
~
Oops I don’t know what I did. I know there’s a good that will come
out of this. I know it!
I am true garbage so I must add to it
——-
Papyrus looked at his phone as the dial tone rung “shit” it was understandable that Sans was mad and upset about this he would be to if it was him but what could he do? he couldn’t make the pictures just disappear.
So instead he continued to Sans house, if anything he could at least try to apologies or something he couldn’t live with him self if Sans really hated him.
———-
Sans sat on the floor still teary eyed as he looked at the pictures “damn you Papyrus Damn You!” he threw the phone down hard breaking it.
Sans thought about all the times him and Papyrus were together of how they had held each other and how many times he heard Papyrus tell him how much he loved him, Sans always knew it was to good to be true to finally have it easy in life yea like he had ever had it easy.
Sans felt himself get up off the ground he was so out of it it was as if his body was on auto pilot, he headed up stairs and took off his slippers crawling into bed and pulling the blankets over him.
He felt the tears run down his face he hoped that maybe if he just slept it would be fine, he closed his eyes and felt him self drift off as he thought of Papyrus.
———-
Papyrus stood outside of Sans house panting as he had started running there a while down the road. He saw all the lights were off but the window was still cracked open how Sans would always leave. He hoped Sans left it that way unless he forgot to close it.
He crawled up the tree near the window and easily reached over and climbed in to see sans laying in bed covers over him and a tear stained pillow under his head. Papyrus sighed he really fucked up this time.
He sat at the desk across the room from the bed and took out a cig He watched the little skeleton sleep as he began to smoke and thought of how Sans would always nag him about smoking “heh I cant believe im such an idiot” just as he said this he looked over to see the small skeleton start to rise from bed “shit”.
welp i cant wait to see what @giogiostar and @nasty-bones thinks :>
Sans began to stir as he smelled something off. It was smoke.
Cigarette smoke. He got up slightly groggy from his sleep. He looked
up and saw Papyrus in his room, a cigarette in his hand staring at
him. His face flushed with anger as he quickly jumped out of his
bed.
“I told you to leave me alone! You fucking ruined my
life!”
“Sans, I wanted to apologize.” Papyrus was pleading with him
as he snuffed out his cigarette.
“Apology not accepted.” Sans snapped back at him.
“Sans, I promise you, I didn’t send out those pictures.”
Papyrus was trying to calm Sans down.
It killed Papyrus on the inside seeing Sans this upset. It killed
him even more knowing that it was his fault for Sans being in this
situation. Papyrus was trying to hold Sans in an attempt to still
him. Sans only pushed him away, tears flowing from his sockets.
“Sans.” Papyrus was pleading.
“No, Papyrus.” He was sobbing.
“Sans, please, let me talk.”
“Why? So you can take more pictures and send them to everybody?
How bout I do you one better? Take a video and post it online!”
Sans was screaming, clutching his chest.
“Sans, I wouldn’t ever do that.”
“Papyrus I told you to fucking delete those pictures!” Sans
continued to sob. “I begged you and you wouldn’t. You said it was
just for your personal collection.”
“Sans, I’m so sorry. But please believe me, if I had known that
something like this would have happened, I wouldn’t have ever taken
them.” Papyrus was finally able to hold Sans.
Sans let out a pained cry as he finally hugged Papyrus back.
Something inside him said that Papyrus wasn’t lying. Even though his
soul was heavy with grief. He felt Papyrus press his teeth against
his softly, Sans let out a small moan as he held him close.
“To make it out, I’ll come out of the closet too.” Papyrus
whispered in between their kisses.
“No, you don’t want to do that.” Sans moaned as he began to
motion Papyrus to his bed.
“Why?”
“People are major assholes.”
“I’ll kick their ass if they try to write on my desk.” Papyrus
smirked as she started to tug at Sans’ shirt.
“After you left, some girls jumped me. One of them kissed me.”
Sans blushed as he looked up at Papyrus.
“Wait, what?” Papyrus stopped tugging at Sans’ shirt, hovering
over him.
“Yeah. And when I left the school, they drove off and threw a
nice cream at me.”
“I’m sorry, Sans.” Papyrus sighed, “You know, if I was with
you, they wouldn’t have tried.”
“Yeah.” Sans sighed as he looked at the ceiling.
Papyrus held Sans’ hand, kissing it tenderly as he started
caressing Sans. Sans let out a soft moan as he began to feel Papyrus
lean onto his body. The pressure over him was nice. It was strange as
it made him feel safe, almost as if nothing could hurt him. Sans
started pulling at Papyrus’s school uniform, almost as if he was
begging for Papyrus to take it off. The taller skeleton smiled as he
quickly removed the jacket and shirt. Sans sighed as he started
rubbing the taller skeleton’s rib cage, a small smile plastered on
his face. Papyrus pulled down Sans’ sweat pants down enough to reveal
Sans had created an opening for him.
Papyrus unzipped his
school pants, revealing his member. Papyrus took hold of his orange
ecto cock pressing it gingerly at Sans’ opening. He looked into Sans’
eyes. They were lust filled with a tint of sorrow. Papyrus knew he
fucked up. And he was determined to find out who took the pictures
from his phone. It was the least he could to for Sans.
Sans let out a low huff as he felt his hips move onto Papyrus’s
erection. Papyrus let out a low moan before he felt the head of his
penis enter Sans. Sans let out a sweet moan as he felt Papyrus go
inside him deeper. Even though Sans knew that sex was what got him in
this mess, but at the moment he didn’t care. He just wanted to feel
something other than shame because of those pictures.
~
So… I think it would be a good idea to leave it in the middle of
the sexy time so anybody can just add on. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Time to be trash again
——–
Papyrus could feel sans tighten around him as he went in deeper “oh Sans~” he could tell Sans was embarrassed by how he tried to hide his face “let me see you Sans”, Sans slowly uncovered his face that was flushed a dark blue. “P-Papy~” this sent a shiver down Papyrus’s spine making him thrust quicker into Sans.
Sans could feel his face growing warmer and warmer as the taller skeleton continued to thrust into him “P-Papy!~” he couldnt control the moans escaping his mouth he grabbed onto the bed sheets as he could feel Papyrus going even further into him “I-Im g-g-gonna ah!”.
Papyrus smirked at the smaller skeleton as he grabbed his hips going in as deep as he could into the little skeleton as he heard the little skeleton cry out in pleasure he could feel him tighten even more around him “you came so soon Sans” Sans head was reeling at this point he heard Papyrus but the only thing he could foucs on was the pleasure shooting through his body. Papyrus continued to thrust gaining speed with each one. Sans felt the pleasure become sharp shoot now shooting through him with each thrust. Papyrus could feel him self building “s-shit im a-almo-” he was inturppted by the small skeletons teeth meeting his in a hot lustful kiss. Finally Papyrus couldnt hold it any longer and came filling the small skeleton up. “w-wow tha-thats alot” Sans felt the pleasure and numbness starting to fade after a few moment as he panted.
Papyrus blushed at the comment and removed him self from the smaller skeleton making him shiver a little “s-sorry I got really worked up”, Sans blushed sitting up “w-we should get ourselves cleaned u-up” Papyrus agreed but before sans could leave for the bathroom he grabbed his arm and turned him and gave him a passionate kiss, Sans became flustered again and covered his face “P-Papy..” Papyrus smiled and let him go to the rest room finally, he took out another cig. thinking to himself ‘now who the fuck do I have to kill for sending those pictures?’
welp time for some one else to be garbage with me :>
I love being trash!
Papyus sighed as he finished is cigarette, getting up slowly for
downstairs. He wasn’t going to take a shower yet, figuring that he
would give Sans some private time to help gather his thoughts. He
really needed to figure out who had it in for him or Sans. Papyrus
didn’t care at this point what the reason was. He already knew that
he was going to come out. Even if it meant that he had to do it
tonight in front of everybody. He was always invited at the big
parties in school. He originally wasn’t going to go. Not because he
didn’t want to, but because he wanted to just do what Sans wanted to
do. Which would have just been watching a lame straight to video
movie with very bad special effects and even worse acting, snuggle up
in a blanket and have a really hot make out session that most of the
time ended up with Sans sprawled on the couch getting pounded
senselessly. But whenever they went to a party that somebody in
school threw, Sans would always get stiff. He would act like a cat
avoiding a bath as he constantly searched for a way out. Sans just
wasn’t the most social person.
Papyrus sighed. He was on the fence about seeing if maybe they
should go to the party. All Papyrus would have to do is just kiss
Sans in front of everybody, but he also knew that Sans was not the
kind who wanted to show affection in public. And he doubted that he
was even less likely to do so now with his sexuality out of the bag.
Papyrus looked at the floor and frowned. Sans’ phone was smashed to
bits. Paps figured it must have been because of the photos.
He pulled out his phone and went to his gallery. He sighed as he
scrolled down to the original photos. The first one was of Sans
looking up at the camera his tongue lulled out slightly as he gave
soft little licks on his cock. Papyrus swiped to the next one, Sans
had his dick in fully. Papyrus blushed a slight orange as he
remembered how he went crazy fucking Sans’ face when he finally was
able to over come his gag reflex. The final picture was Papyrus’s
favorite. Sans face was covered in his cum, one of his eyes closed as
cum dripped slowly out of his face and mouth. Papyrus pressed his
finger on one of the pictures until the option to select and delete
appeared. He pressed the other two photos and pressed the trash can
option.
This was something he should have done a long time ago. Those
pictures were not worth the pain that caused Sans. Even if he liked
them. Papyrus jumped a little as he felt somebody wrap their arms
around his waist. He quickly looked and smiled, Sans had his face on
pressed against him.
“I was thinking, maybe we can go to this party toge-”
“No, I don’t want to go.” Sans looked up at him anxiety
plastered on his face.
“Alright, we won’t go.” Papyrus smiled sweetly, “You sit
down and watch some television, I’m going to make some food.”
“No, you aren’t. You cooking is just as bad as your grades.”
Sans laughed.
“I’m hurt. The Great Papyrus makes excellent spaghetti.”
Papyrus laughed as he began kissing Sans playfully.
“Okay, fine, make your pasta. It’s actually not that bad.”
smiled as he started kissing him again.
Papyrus let out a small groan as they started for the sofa,
Papyrus felt his hips instinctively grinding on Sans. Sans let out a
soft moan as they knew they were at it again. Sans moaned as he
started to take off his sweat pants. Papyrus continued to grind onto
the smaller skeleton. If Sans wanted this, he was willing to do it.
Even if he had to call his old man and lie saying that he was here
because Sans was tutoring him. His father didn’t have an issue with
that most of the time since he knew that Sans was a straight A
student, and his grades actually did start going up when Sans started
tutoring him. It was how they started their secret relationship.
Once Sans had his sweat pants lowered enough, he swiftly started
to undo Papyrus’s pants. Sans smiled as he started teasing the taller
skeleton, smiling when she began rubbing the orange ecto dick.
Papyrus lost it as he quickly thrust into Sans. Both let out a moan
as Papyrus started thrusting into him. Sans let out a soft moan as he
began to clutch on the couch cushions, trying to find himself
something to keep his mind from floating away.
“Ah-ha Pappy!” Sans moaned out Papyrus’s name as he felt him
go deep inside him.
Papyrus let out a low groan as he felt Sans wrap his legs around
his waste. It was driving him wild. He felt his hips thrust hap
hazardly thrust into Sans. With a wet pop Pap’s dick came out. Sans
let out a small whimper while Papyrus rolled Sans to his stomach,
positioning Sans’ hips up in the air before he thrust inside him
again. Sans started crying out his name. To Papyrus, it felt like his
name was being chanted by Sans. How he felt like he was going to lose
himself in Sans. He wanted to make Sans forget about the photos. Even
if it was for a fleating moment. He wanted to make Sans cry out his
name to the point where Sans wouldn’t be able to speak for the rest
of the day. He wanted to fuck him until Sans wouldn’t be able to walk
straight for a month. He just wanted Sans to feel so much pleasure
that the photos wouldn’t matter. He wanted him to know that
everything would be okay. He would make sure of it, even if he had to
through hell and back. If it was for Sans he would.
It pissed him off that somebody would do this to Sans. Sans was a
really good guy at heart. His smile was able to make a dull afternoon
bright. Sans was the kind of guy who would give the shirt off his
back to a complete stranger if they truly needed it. So the person
who took those photos from his phone and sent them to everybody was
scum in Papyrus’s eyes. And scum belonged in the garbage.
Sans let out a hoarse moan as Papyrus unconsciously started
fucking Sans harder due to his own anger at whoever sent those
pictures out to the world. Papyrus felt himself cum hard when Sans
cam, blue covering the white sofa. Sans felt his body collapse onto
the couch, a twitching mess. Papyrus carefully got off Sans, kissing
him softly on the top of his skull.
“Rest up, Sans. I’ll
make something to eat.” Papyrus whispered as he started for the
kitchen.
Sans laid on the couch looking up at the ceiling ‘crap what am I going to do about all this mess on the couch’ but the better question was what was he going to do about all the mess with his own life, He sat up to look into the kitchen where Papyrus cooked diligently on the pasta making sans smile, until he started to wonder what he was going to do again ‘I…this isn’t right im making Papy confess and protect me like im a child I dont wanna make his life miserable like mine’ sans sat there with a frown on his face thinking of what he should do
Papyrus made his pasta focusing intently as he thought of the whole night ‘man what a mess when did my life start getting so crazy yet I wouldn’t change for anything’ Papyrus looked back to see Sans looking down frowning, “Sans..” Sans didn’t say anything for a while “Saaaans” he finally looked up and smiled “sorry Papy I was zoning on you” Sans stood making sure his clothes where on all the way and came to the kitchen “you ok Sans you seem out of it?” Sans smiled up at him “im fine really” Papyrus didn’t believe him for a moment.
After a while dinner was ready, they sat at the dinning table, Sans began to eat while Papyrus looked around to see Sans broken phone “Sans what happened to your Phone?” Sans looked down at the pasta “I um got a little mad” Papyrus sighed “guess I didn’t help with that..” Sans looked up at him quickly “n-no I just..I got the wrong idea..I should have believed you when you said you didn’t do it..” Just as Sans said this Papyrus’s phone began to ring “shit that maybe my old man” when Papyrus answered the phone there was a long silence “hello?” after a minute finally some one answered “You want these pictures back and your little boyfriend to be safe meet us at the abandoned hospital near south…alone” with out another word hung up “HEY Bastards-!” Sans looked at him concerned “who was it?” Papyrus sighed “no one…i have to go”
“No, that call was important, tell me who was it.” Sans spoke
just as serious as Papyrus.
The tall skeleton sighed in frustration. He really didn’t want
Sans to get involved, especially when it was his fault for getting he
smaller skeleton in such a messed up situation. But he knew when Sans
had something set in his mind, he wasn’t going to budge unless if
somebody threw logic in his face. And Papyrus knew that he wasn’t the
kind of monster that was good with that kind of stuff.
“I think whoever called me just now was the ones that texted the
pics to everybody.” Papyrus stated.
“Then it’s settled, I’m going. I want to know why they would do
this.”
“Sans, it’s dangerous.”
“No, it’s stupid. Especially if I stay here alone. I don’t have
a phone, like at all.” Sans muttered.
“You don’t need a phone, Sans. Just keep the doors locked.”
“Paps, doors break down. I don’t feel comfortable being here
alone. So either I’m going with you, or You’re taking me to your
place and chill out.” Sans muttered.
He knew very well that Papyrus was not going to agree with him
staying in his house, especially since Papyrus didn’t get along too
well with his father. Papyrus groaned out in frustration as he
agreed. He hated it when Sans threw his intelligence in his face. But
right now, Papyrus needed to make sure that Sans was safe and sound.
So if it meant that he needed to take Sans with him, then what choice
did he have?
Papyrus let out a groan of frustration as he went upstairs to grab
his jacket and a hoodie for Sans. Papyrus threw on clothes quickly
and started looking through Sans’ closet, finding a blue hoodie. He
took it out of the hanger and headed downstairs tossing the hoodie
lightly at Sans.
“Put it on, I don’t want you getting sick.” Papyrus smiled
warmly.
Sans put on the hoodie quickly, he went to the kitchen and grabbed
some keys. Both Sans and Papyrus left the house and Sans locked up,
stating, “We’re taking my car. Here, you know where we’re going.”
Sans tossed his car keys at Papyrus as he made sure that
everything was closed. From what he could tell, everything was fine.
Sans quickly rushed to the car and got in the passenger seat, Papyrus
in the driver seat. The tall skeleton adjusted the seat and turned on
the car, and he was zooming off to the abandoned hospital. He didn’t
want to miss the assholes that sent those pictures out. He wanted to
catch the assholes over at the abandoned hospital and beat the living
shit out of them.
Sans held Paps hand while Papyrus drove. Sans blushed because he
knew that Papyrus was doing this for him. He felt stupid being so
weak that this was the only thing he could do. And Paps was going to
risk his safety to keep him happy.
“I love you.” Sans whispered.
Papyrus chocked out a little, surprised at what Sans had just said
He never said that before. He never said I love you. In any other
moment, Papyrus would have felt his soul float out of him. But right
now, he felt his soul sink. Almost as if Sans was saying out of
obligation.
“I love you too, and Sans, “ Papyrus smiled, “Save it for
when I kick their ass.” Papyrus fed the car more gas.
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Papyrus parked the car at the abandoned hospital. He looked at
Sans worry plastered over his face. They told him that he had to go
alone. But Sans wouldn’t hear of it. He needed to keep his cool as he
looked at Sans.
“Please, stay in the car. Don’t come out for whatever reason.
They wanted me here alone.” Papryus whispered as he handed Sans his
cell phone. “If something happens, I want you to call the police.”
“Pappy.” Sans whispered as he hugged him, “Don’t go alone.”
Papyrus gave Sans a soft kiss on his teeth, “I’ll be fine. I’m
just being cautious.”
And with that, Papyrus got out of the car. He walked to the front,
trying to keep himself from exploding in anger. If they wanted to
fuck around with him, there was a better way. But involving Sans in
this was where he drew the line. But if they were after Sans, then
they fucked up because they messed with Papyrus in doing so.
Papyrus waited in front of the abandoned hospital. He saw the car
from where he was. So he knew that Sans was safe. He ignored the
cold, too concentrated in making sure that he could see anybody who
would show up. Papyrus grabbed his pack of cigs, pulling out the
cancer stick along with a lighter and lit it up. He needed to calm
his nerves. This was just getting too much. He knew that he had been
waiting for fifteen minutes. It took him thirty minutes to even get
there. And they told him to be here as soon as possible.
Papyrus flicked his cigarette on the ground when it was done, this
wasn’t looking good. He heard a car door slam, his head shot towards
the direction. It was Sans. He let out a sigh as he walked over to
Sans. He didn’t want him out of the car in case they did show up.
“Paps, they aren’t coming. I think they just wanted you out of
the house.” Sans muttered.
“Why?” Papyrus asked.
“I don’t know. Maybe to beat me up? Or rob my place. Or they
just wanted to scare the shit out of us.” Sans muttered. “But
let’s get back, I don’t know how the house is going to look like when
we get back.”
“Yeah. Oh, Sans, can I see my phone?” Papyrus asked suddenly.
“Yeah, here.” Sans handed the phone back to the tall skeleton.
Papyrus quickly called his father, voice mail. Dumb ass was
probably passed the fuck out. “Hey I’m spending the weekend over at
a friend’s. I’ll get some clothes tomorrow morning.”
Sans blushed brightly at Papryus suddenly inviting himself to his
home for the weekend. He wasn’t mad about it, a weekend with Papyrus
in his bed, or on his couch, or on the floor, or on every square inch
of that house was just going to be an extremely hot weekend. It was
almost as if the gods themselves were smiling favor upon him for
giving him such a shit time.
“Let’s go home.” Paps smiled as he opened the door for Sans,
he really needed to get back to Sans’ house and see if it was a good
idea to take him along.
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