Sanscest Oneshots

Mr. VIP [Nightkiller]

As the dark man walked through the doors of sin. Everyone stopped, gazing upon the figure who had entered. They had been informed by this..."Very important person" beforehand and his arrival was more nerve-racking than they had expected. Nevertheless, they returned to what they had been previously doing and left the man to himself, just as he requested for tonight's experience.

The man who had entered with a quiet arrival was none other than Nightmare, the guardian of negativity himself. He sat by the bar as he looked around. A bartender was quick to come to his aid and he asked the question they've asked a million times. "What would you like, sir?" The bartender asked and Nightmare stayed quiet. Looking at the many options being proudfully displayed on the shelf. "The strongest you've got." He replied in his signature dark voice and the bartender rushed to prepare his request. He gawked around, looking at this... place that was littered with smut and sin.

He was 535 years old now, and yet he had not lost his virginity. It was really a disappointment for someone who had lived through many creations of universes. It was mostly due to the fact that the guardian was really picky and had enormous standards that really questioned almost everyone. It seemed that he was looking for someone he had imagined straight in his head. It was really overwhelming for anyone who was interested in this cold man.

"Oh, hey there, Mr. Joku~" Someone spoke beside him, and Nightmare whipped his head around, quite shocked that someone used his last name. "You look constipated goopyyy, have some fun! You're here at Dinky's, your frown is illegal around these parts." A skeleton with black tears said with a giggle before scooting closer to the guardian. Nightmare slightly blushed, not knowing what to do. Was this friendly or an invitation of some sorts? The skeleton held his cup up as he made his body touch his. Nightmare froze, quite amused by this "daring" skeleton's move. His drink finally arrived, and he took a sip, chuckling with the skeleton next to him.

"Ah... that's the smile I wanna see from you mister!" He said in a seductive voice and Nightmare raised a nonexistent eyebrow. "Why is that? I am just a mere stranger." Nightmare asked teasingly and Killer froze before blushing. He was shocked by how his voice sounded so..."Hot".

It was deep and dark yet enchanting and alluring... that British accent only enhanced everything to the max. Killer was practically falling for this feared man.

"Too stunned to speak now?" Nightmare asked and Killer blushed even more, realizing how stupid he looked when he got lost in Nightmare's voice.

"S-sorry... I just like britts." Killer replied as he tried to keep his reputation that was built on his flirty and confident persona. Nightmare only smirked at this, finally his accent was appreciated. The two were silent, taking a sip out of their respective drinks.

The smaller wrapped himself in the arms of the guardian and he let him do so. After all, the aftermath was all he really came for.

As the two enjoyed together, someone came by to speak with Nightmare. It was the owner of the club and he was asking if Nightmare was enjoying his stay. Nightmare didn't say he was enjoying the time but his arm around Killer already said the answer.

The owner forced a smile, trying to hide his fear. He was planning on punishing Killer after this... After all, Killer was not the best in the club and he might even disappoint Nightmare in bed. "Mr. Nightmare, we have sluts here better than him, maybe you should pick them instead? Besides, Killer is busy tonight with... Laundry duty." He suggested and Nightmare stared at him, his expression fading into the one he walked in before.

Killer could see the hints implied by his boss and a curdle of fear started forming in his stomach. He politely excused himself from the table and walked away, leaving Nightmare alone. Nightmare sighed bitterly, it was true that Killer anything but what he had asked for in the call but Killer was shooting all his interest bells in one go perfectly.