Sanscest Oneshots | Bored Lmao | Requests Open

Combat Techniques | Top!Nightmare x Top!Killer x Bottom!Blue | Lemon

Requested ARISS4Z

(Trigger warning for Violence and dub-con.)

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Killer was horny. It's a fact. The worst possible time for any skeleton to be called into battle. The others have dealt with it before. Horror. Dust. Error. Maybe even Nightmare and definitely Cross. It confused him as to how they could deal with it. Especially someone like Horror. Killer didn't have strong periods of being horny. They never impacted his day-day life like they did with Horror and sometimes Cross and Nightmare. In battle though, it was too distracting. Having ecto summoned in a fight was almost always a bad idea anyway depending on who you were fighting.

But it just didn't make sense to him. Was he just inexperienced with emotions? Could you even consider 'horny' an emotion? After all he was emotionless for so long, and still mostly is. The thought lingered in his mind, catching himself staring at the enemy for a bit too long. Ah yes. Battle. That's right. He was in a fight, swiftly dodging bones coming his way from the small blue skeleton across from him. Killer then rolling over and shooting a barrage of knives, to which almost all missed, one brushed against him, it wasn't the shark side however, and one more grazed him slightly. Being horny alongside his quantity over quality approach when it came to his knife attacks made it almost impossible to get any serious hits in.

As they took turns, dodging, attacking, getting lucky hits, etc etc. Killer was all pent up. He couldn't find himself focussing with this going on. And maybe he could defeat the enemy in another way... He charged Blue, jumping on him before the other could think as to what was happening. They rolled, each person trying to get on top. The place where they were fighting was a meadow with a slight dip in some parts, Killer and Blue were rolling in the low-lying parts of the meadow. It would stop them going down a hill after all.

They flipped positions over a dozen times, each other trying to achieve some form of victory. A minute passed and after all that, Killer had finally succeeded in pinning Blue down. He summoned a blue bone into his chest to stop him from moving. He rubbed his hands together, shuffling slightly to get some of his pent up energy out. As he prepared, Blue was thinking. He had a similar experience to Killer that morning too, having to go out and fight whist being horny. It didn't help that he was constantly being rolled over which was constantly putting pressure all over his groin, increasing his sexual need tenfold. As well as the armour he wore too. It was tight which pressured his dick, constantly pressing it.

Then blue bone made him ache, but he stayed still. He looked up at Killer, the other having his legs spread over Blue in a dominant stance. And between his legs, a red glow of magic. Blue panted, trying to calm his breathing, but when you're horny, it's not easy to control at all. Especially when being pretty much tied up and teased. For skeleton monsters especially it can be bad. And to think they had it nicely compared to someone like Horror. He spoke softly, asking for it.

Killer immediately knew what Blue was talking about, having seen the glowing blue magic from the others crotch as well. Killer stayed silent though, not saying anything however, but continuing to stare down at the other, clearly wanting something more. Blue was lost mentally. He needed to feel something. No matter how humiliated it made him. He went through his mind, trying to thing of something to make the other help him. He knew it was wrong. The good guys and bad guys shouldn't intermingle like this. But desperation stops all logical thinking. Through lust, desperation and horniness, he managed to let out a whimper of the others name, then the word daddy. 

Killer smirked, he wanted to laugh at the desperate face of the other but kept it calm for a second, there was still a battle not too far from them. He leaned down and placed a finger on the underside of Blue's chin. "I'm looking for something else~" The words ran off his tongue in such a seductive and clean manner it could've made you orgasm after hearing it if you were close.

Blue thought and thought, putting all his - currently limited - mind power to it. As much as he tried he couldn't think. When Killer pressed his hand onto Blue's chest however, that's when it clicked. Blue summoned his full body ecto, then formed his female ecto. It wasn't an unusual feeling, but it still felt weird to him. He never spent time in a female ecto. His tight armour still pressed up against his chest and crotch. He took the metal plating off, now in a sweater and pants. Still quite dense, but not battle attire. The feeling wouldn't have to wait long to go away though, as it would all be distracted by Killer pulling his shorts down and releasing his dick from its confines, quickly followed by a tentacle pulling down Blue's pants.

What? Blue couldn't even think straight, he was in that much desperation. But Nightmare of all people had come to join. Killer had a smirk plastered on his face, like it was all planned. Then again, Killer always has that smirk on his face. He couldn't really get rid of it after all. Nightmare stood over Blue, his pants already pulled down. Blue was stuck in bit of a predicament right now. He was pretty much naked with 2 of the enemy sanses stood over him with 2 large and extremely threatening dicks that were about to enter him. He just prayed they'd be gentle at the start.

The words never came out of Blue's mouth for them to start. They just did. Nightmares dick entered Blue's mouth, Killers entered his pussy. It was heaven for Blue and Killer. The pair had been holding in such extreme sexual tension all day, not even given 10 minutes to go deal with it on their own. Whereas Nightmare joined in for sadistic fun to boost his negativity, but for the other 2, as previously stated, it was heaven.

Nightmare was quick to action, he wanted the lustful feeling. What is widely considered a sin, therefore connoted to be negative. Lust. The feeling drove anyone off the edge, however it just strengthened Nightmare. He sometimes schedules battles for himself whilst Horror was on his situation. He was using the lust of Blue and Killer to strengthen himself. He sped up as soon as he could, reaching for balls deep. Most likely though, Blue would only be able to take a few inches in though. But the strain on Blue's throat would cause negativity. Pain, although he likely wouldn't feel it due to the overwhelming pleasure and just how it feels in general, would still bring Nightmare sadistic joy.

Killer was in this for pleasure, and his own sadistic values to an extent. This battle would have been done if he weren't so pent up. He was going slow, yet rough. His movements, whilst hardly went deeper, were sharp and painful for the Swap sans. Blue however, was just in love. He was drooling and trying to moan out pleasing words to them such as 'daddy' or 'master' but as his mouth was being blocked by a shockingly thick cock, he couldn't. It was muffled whimpers and cries that left his mouth to be audible. This further empowered the 2 skeletons fucking him as they began to speed up. Killer now going 3× the speed he was before, a few inches away from balls deep.

Nightmare, shockingly, had managed to get 3/4 of his cock in. That was about 8 inches... and Blue was feeling more lust than ever before, still unsure as to how much he could get in. His breasts bounced up and down as the 2 thrusted either side of his body, the force from Nightmare pulling out, bringing him one way, the force from Killer pushing into him, another way. Blue held himself from releasing as far long as he could. Lust building up dramatically as he felt it impossible to hold anymore, finally orgasming after 10 minutes

The pleasure after his orgasm started to affect him, drawing bits of noticeable pain and obvious 'post nut clarity'. Killer, luckily, finished shortly after the thought, cumming into Blue and pulling out slowly afterwards, extending the pleasure for as long as he could, letting any droplets of cum fall onto Blue's thighs. Nightmare continued, even after Killer was fully clothed again, 10, 20 minutes went by, Swap still feeling bits of pleasure for most of it, however slowly evolving into slightly worse pain. He only came when Blue was begging for him to release. He released. A very sizeable load, filling Blue's throat before he pulled out, letting the remainder drip all over Blue's face.

Nightmare got clothed again and did one of his weird sinister smirks. The pair of them, Killer and Nightmare, when clothed, teleported away. And Blue was left there, an emotional, yet happy wreck. He had been satisfied, yet the pain from Nightmare made him suggest if it was worth it...

Yes. Yes it was worth it.