Living with the Skelebros

Master (Underfell!Papyrus x reader)

    ~In this universe, you, the reader, were "captured" by Papyrus a while ago. He planned to turn you in to Undyne at first, but grew to like you too much. So instead he decided to make you his human servant, whom he hides from everyone besides Sans, who he threatened to kill if he said anything. You've been trying to find a  way to escape since your capture, and this time you've taken a more flirtatious approach ;)

    "Y/n! Get in here now!" Papyrus called from his room. I groaned and began to push myself off the couch. I walked into Papyrus's room and found him standing next to his bed with his hands on his hips. "Get my scarf and put it on for me." He commanded. I looked over at his torn red scarf on the bed literally a foot away from him. My latest strategy for escaping involved me being extra nice to Papyrus, but it started leading to things like this. He'd take advantage of my kindness by making me do the dumbest things for him. Plus I wasn't getting any closer to my freedom. I glared at him.
    "Get it yourself." I spat. Papyrus looked slightly surprised, but mostly amused.
    "That wasn't a request, it was a demand." He said calmly. I crossed my arms, and began to walk out of the room. Before I could take more than one step, a dark red heart appeared in front of me. I was lifted off the ground and placed in front of Papyrus again. I glared at his smirking face for a moment, before slowly picking up the scarf. I slowly lifted it upwards to put around Papyrus's neck, before suddenly throwing it in his face and running out of the room. His yell was muffled at first from the scarf, and became much louder when he got it off. I had just managed to get to the bottom of the stairs when I was caught by my soul again. I was expecting to turn around and see Papyrus, but instead met the gaze of Sans. Papyrus had just made it to the bottom of the stairs at this point.
    "you're welcome." Sans said. Papyrus gave him an annoyed look before holding out his arms.
    "Give them back, now." He demanded. Sans lifted me into the air, then placed me into Papyrus's arms. I expected Papyrus to just drop me on the floor and tell me to do some stupid task again, but he instead carried me upstairs and back into his room. He set me down on the side of his black bed. I felt really uncomfortable as he stared down at me, and started looking around the room for anywhere I could escape from. "Trying to escape again are we?" Papyrus finally said.
    "Uh huh." I mumbled while looking at a blocked window in the corner of the room. I looked back at him, and noticed he'd stepped closer.
    "This is the sixth time this week (y/n)." He said softly. I backed a little away from him, and he just came closer again. I yelped when he suddenly placed his hands on the bed on either side of me. "I think you deserve a punishment."
    "Papyrus I-"
    "I told you to call me master." He said as he leaned in even closer. He placed a gloved hand on my cheek, and I was too surprised to smack him. He was getting closer and closer to my face and I had to do something to stop him. I was just about to kick in between his legs when I was suddenly hit in the head with a floating bone. I wasn't even hit that hard, but I still was taken off guard. Papyrus quickly removed his hand and stepped away from me, a smirk on his face.
   "...what?" I squeaked.
   "That's your punishment. I dunno if you've noticed, but I've been trying to treat you better lately. I've been giving you really easy tasks and trying not to actually hurt you at all." Papyrus muttered, not looking at me.
    "So you weren't just giving me stupid jobs to take advantage of my kindness?" I asked.
"They weren't stupid."
"You literally asked me to move your hands on your hips so you can look intimidating in front of Sans once."
    "But that's not stupid."
     "Ugghh." I slouched and crossed my arms. "Whatever." Papyrus looked around awkwardly before sitting down beside me. We sat in silence for a while because I was waiting for him to say something, but he just didn't. "Say something!" I finally snapped. Papyrus jumped in surprise, then looked at me angrily.
    "I'm waiting for you to fucking say something, like, why haven't you asked about how I just expertly seduced you not too long ago?" His question took me by surprise, and had me asking myself the same thing. Why didn't I ask about that?
    "I don't know..." I mumbled like an idiot. Papyrus was holding back a smirk.
    "What? Did you like-"
     "NO!" I shouted, and jumped off the bed. I started to stomp out of the room when I was caught yet again by my soul. I was pulled back towards Papyrus, and I didn't start to panic until he set me on top of his lap.
    "I think you did, and to be honest, I did too." I was still being held by my soul, so I couldn't move. Papyrus wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close. I wanted to push him away, to kick and slap him hard, but I couldn't. He pressed his mouth to mine, and shortly after stuck a tongue I didn't know he had in my mouth. I was starting to feel less stiff, and I realized my dark red heart was fading a bit. This gave me an idea. With the little movement I could make now, I wrapped my arms around Papyrus's neck. This made him realize He was losing grip on my soul, and I became stiff again. He moved his face down to my neck and licked and bit at it. I made myself let out a loud moan, which was only half fake. His grip loosed a bit. He ran his hands up my back and into my hair. I used the little strength I had to put my hands on the sides of Papyrus's face and to press myself even closer to him. Papyrus moaned into my neck, and at this point my soul was almost freed. Papyrus lent back a second and began to tug my shirt upwards. I was starting to get a little nervous, but then my soul disappeared entirely. Papyrus didn't seem to notice or care. Before he could pull my top off all the way, I suddenly yanked it back down, punched him in the jaw and ran out of the room. When I reached the bottom of the stairs I grabbed a confused Sans and threw him at the door. It would make sense for me to just open the door, but Papyrus had some dinosaur lizard thing make the door so that it electrocuted humans who touched it. Sans didn't try to stop me as I ran through the door and into Snowdin. Most of me was chanting "freedom at last!", while the rest of me was tingling with disappointment over what I'd just missed out on.