Cherryberry Oneshots [Requests Open]

Trust

Just had this small idea and couldn't get it out of my head.

I'm supposed to be working on my assignments while writing this...

I wouldn't label this as smut but I would label this as mature due to it basically being the before, them preparing for what is to come and talking about sexual content in the past.

Warnings:
- Mentioned and implied sexual content
- Bondage
- Sensory deprivation

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Red absolutely hated the idea of submission.

At first at least.

He'd never done it and had never considered it an option. He'd always seen himself as a dominant, the one calling the shots, seeing the other squirm under him, listening to the begging for him to finally give in and give them what they both needed.

He had wanted it no other way.

So when Blue confessed to him about being a switch, it had brought some very confusing feelings.

It's very stupid, but when he began to think of the idea of submitting to someone... it scared him...

The idea to give someone else full control.

The idea that you have no idea what is going to happen unless told.

It made him want to run and hide, hating the feeling of vulnerability.

Power meant a lot to fell monsters, being told from a young age that only the strongest monsters had a purpose. They had control of everything. The weaker one's kept their mouths shut, one wrong move could be fatal. That was why the weaker ones were the submissive ones.

It's kill or be killed as everyone says.

That mindset has been stapled in his mind ever since.

He must sound like a real asshole thinking that as he basically just called Blue weak when in reality he was strong as fuck.

Red had watched on a few occasions Blue training with Alphys and he had never seen anything like it. That strength coming from someone that small? The sight made him sweat slightly.

He began to think about other things that Blue could do with that strength.

And that is when the fantasies started showing up.

The first time the thoughts showed up he was urm... having some personal enjoyment... He was in his mind, reliving their last intimate moment. Everything was completely fine until his mind decided to shift without his permission... Thinking about Blue's training sessions... Blue's strength... How easy it would be for Blue to pin him against the wall... Kiss him... Touch him...

And go so much further...

It was way too late when Red realised. He looked at himself mortified and full of shame, the evidence of his weak and filthy desires right in front of him.

He was so fucking weak...

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Red knew that Blue had begun to notice that he had been acting off.

It had been inevitable really with how he had been avoiding Blue.

Through their relationship, Red knew that Blue was far from oblivious, always quick to catch onto patterns and come up with a solution.

But what he did next was a whole new level.

When Blue finally got him to hang out, they were barely with each other for an hour before Blue jumped on him, making Red fall backwards onto the sofa. Before Red had a chance to panic or say something, he was immediately pulled into a not so innocent kiss. It was an odd feeling at first, feeling someone dominate the hell out of his mouth, but what was odder was how he felt himself melt into it.