UnderHisTail

Snowdic I - Frosted

Frisky's eyes had to adjust to the sudden change in lighting as the heavy stone doors to the Ruins swung closed behind him. He thought, just for a moment, about returning to Torrin, but decided against it. He had to keep moving forward.

Speaking of moving forward, he'd better get going if he didn't want to freeze to death- this new part of the Underground was cold. But the longer he stood there, the more welcoming it felt. It was less icy and more... chilly.

Frisky had just stepped forward when a glint from a nearby snow-covered bush caught his eye. Brushing the snow away, the male found a blinking security camera staring back at him through the leaves.

"That's not creepy at all," he muttered under his breath.

Standing up, he made his way forward down the frozen path, lined with tall, dark trees.

Frisky stumbled over a fallen branch, almost managing to fall face-first in the snow. He regained his balance and stepped over it, taking a mental note to look where he was going.

The cold was starting to set in, and the human wrapped his arms around himself and shivered as he walked. He could see his own breath clouding up in front of him.

CRACK.

Frisky spun around toward the source of the sudden noise, but nothing was there. The branch he'd just passed was now snapped in two, however.

Frisky gulped and slowly turned back around, heading at a slightly faster pace towards a small bridge in the distance.

Okay, there was definitely someone behind him. Out of the corner of his eye, Frisky could make out a shadowy figure looming a few meters away. He didn't know who it was, and he didn't really care to find out.

As his foot stepped down on the first plank of the bridge, Frisky felt the voice right behind him, practically breathing down his neck.

"H u m a n."

"D o n ' t     y o u     k n o w     h o w     t o     g r e e t     a     n e w     f r i e n d ?"

"T u r n     a r o u n d    a n d    s h a k e    m y     h a n d."

Frisky did a nervous 180, squinting his eyes closed and preparing for the worst as he took the figure's hand.

To his surprise, the figure stepped into the light.

The skeleton wore a very revealing outfit, especially out in the snow. He had a tank top that only went halfway down his chest, barely covered by a sleeveless fur jacket with a heart on the front.

"hey there hot stuff. what's a catch like you doing all alone in the woods? name's sans, by the way."

Frisky blushed, not sure how to respond.

"man, i heard humans were hot, but damn..." Sans whistled as he lifted up Frisky's shirt and looked at his abs and crotch, which was very obviously betraying him.

"i could stare at this all day. maybe even something more, if you know what i mean, baby..." Sans started to wrap his fingers around the edges of the human's pants.

Sans snapped out of his daze. "that's gonna have to wait, sorry." He pushed Frisky through the gate and into a small clearing, behind a very conveniently-shaped lamp.

"Hey, what?-" he tried to say, but Sans held up a finger.

"shhh! my brother's coming. as much as i'd love to take you right here, i'd never get you back if papyrus gets his hands on you. he's obsessed with catching humans, so i'd say quiet if i were you, baby."

"Noted," Frisky said under his breath, trying to hide himself behind the lamp as much as possible.

From behind the convenient ceramic, the human could barely make out a taller skeleton, equally as undressed, enter the clearing from the opposite side.

"hey, papyrus, what's up?"

"NOT MUCH. BEEN TRAINING WITH NOKYEL- HEY, WAIT A MINUTE. WHAT'S UP WITH YOU?"

"what're ya talking about?" Sans said, and Frisky could hear the nervousness in his voice.

"I'M TALKING ABOUT YOUR CLOTHING. AND THE FACT THAT IT'S STILL ON, AND YOU'VE BEEN HERE, ALONE, FOR AT LEAST AN HOUR. SANS, ARE YOU FEELING ALL RIGHT?"

"uh, yeah, i'm fine."

"VERY WELL. I SUPPOSE IT IS AN UPGRADE FROM SITTING IN GRILLBY'S ALL DAY.

"hey, the strib club isn't all bad. try it and you'll see what everyone's talkin' about- it's fant-ASS-tic."

*Buh-dum-chhh.*

"OH MY GOD, I'M LEAVING. I DON'T WANT TO HEAR ANOTHER ONE OF YOUR AWFUL JOKES. I HAVE NO IDEA HOW YOU MANAGE TO GET LAID AT ALL."

Papyrus turned and walked off, back the way he had come.

"you can come out now."

Frisky stepped out from behind the lamp. "If you don't mind me asking, how DO you get laid? You're literally a skeleton."

Sans' eyes glinted. "wanna find out?"

Frisky bit his lip as his dick started to rise again.

"not yet, buddy."

"What happened to wanting to take me right here?"

"i like to keep things suspenseful, baby. there's no tension if I fuck you now. but i can make you wait..." Sans smirked, pulling down his jeans just above his glowing crotch. "and it's gonna be much more fun that way."

"see you soon," the skeleton said, blowing him a kiss before walking after his brother.

"...What a blueballer."