Undertale One-Shots

{LEMON} {SONGFIC}-- Human!Ink!Sans x Reader: Paint Date

His eyes moved back and forth from the canvas to you, they gently gazed over every curve of your body. You were his muse, almost everyday, he would ask for you to pose for him in various positions, you didn't mind, but it was hard staying in the same position for almost four hours or longer on end.

"Don't worry. I'm almost done." His voice spoke, breaking the unearthly silence between you both, but the only thing heard was the sound of his pencil scratching at the paper of his sketchbook.

"Hnn.. hurry up. I need to go!" You whined.

"Hold it, just a bit longer." He urged you. He looked at you and smiled lightly and turned back to his paper.

A few more moments of silence passed and finally, he sighed and set his pencil aside.

"Ah, thank God!" You groaned and your ears perked up as you ran to the nearest bathroom.

You finished up your business in the bathroom and walked back to the art studio to find him still sitting in the same seat he was in before you ran out. "Sans?" You said.

He perked up happily and turned to face you.

"(Y/N), it turned out great didn't it?!" He turned the canvas around and showed it to you a bright smile on his face.

It was of you, of course, in the pose you had done for hours, the colors were simply enough to take your breath away. The light, gentle strokes were clear which made the painting all that much more beautiful.

"It's so beautiful." You could feel yourself getting all teary eyed.

"Ah! You really think so?"

"Of course I do!" You had always enjoyed looking at Sans' artwork. You could always find yourself getting lost just looking at one of his pieces trying to come up with a story behind it.

"You know I love being your muse and all, but I'm quite a bit tired and would like to head back home now." You said, stretching and then yawning.

"Oh, you're right." Sans' agreed. "He gently placed down the piece and stood up to walk you to the door. "It was great seeing you today." He said happily. His hand brushing against your arm lightly. Was that on purpose or accidental? You quickly brushed that aside and smiled to him.

"Yes, I had fun. Even though I sat in the same position for about 4 to 5 hours."

"Haha." He laughed sweetly. "I guess that's my fault then. I'll make it up to you sometime."

"Yeah, you better." You smiled. "Well I'm gonna get going." You left his house, closing the door behind you and headed back to Snowdin.

You reached your house and once inside, you took a rest on the couch. And as if to ruin your relaxation, your phone began to ring. You answered the phone brought it to your ear.

"Hello?" You said.

"Hi! (Y/N)!" It was Sans.

You sighed. "Sans? What's the matter? Did something happen?"

"Huh? Oh, no...I hope you don't mind but I just wanted to know if you would like to to come over again tomorrow? I just wanted to use you again."

"Is that why? Why don't I just come over now?"

"No, it's fine. I don't want you coming here when it's already so late." He chuckled lightly.

"Ok, I don't mind coming over tomorrow then." You smiled.

"Really? Great. Thanks." He said bye to you and then hung up, leaving you to the silence of you being home alone.

You woke up the next morning. And got ready to go off to Sans' home in the Creative Realm.

"(Y/N)!" Sans exclaimed. "You're here!" He stepped aside to let you in and then closed the door.

"You're happy today aren't you?" You said. "Even though I was here just yesterday."

"I know. Anyways, are you ready to get started?" Sans turned to you.

"Sure, whenever you are."

"Yeah..." He seemed to become a little embarrassed and unable to say what he wanted to.

"Hmm?" You turned to face him as he spoke.

"I have a small request of you." He scratched the back of his head. His face blushed a cute shade of blue.

"Go on.." You urged, now you were intrigued.

"...W-ould you m-ind r-removing y-your clothes?" He stuttered heavily and didn't dare meet the confused stare coming from you.

"Huh?" You managed to say still trying to process his sudden request.

"I-I mean, t-that is if y-you want to." He searched the back of his head once again, still not looking towards you.

"B-but why?" His stuttered was contagious.

"Uh, I just wanted to get a little bit of practice in. Y'know ehehe, shake things up a little bit." He smiled sheepishly, his face still blushing blue. "B-but, never mind, it was stupid of me to a-"

"Ok." You said, suddenly cutting him off mid-sentence.

"Wha?" He looked up to you a confused look on his face and it turned a deeper shade of blue as he nervously watched you begin to remove your clothing.

"H-hey!" He said. "W-wait! You don't need to do that right in front of m-me!"

"What of it?" You said. "If this is what you want me to do...then I'll do it. For practice, right?" Smiling sweetly, you continued to take away your clothes as if with no shame and then casting them to the side.

The whole time, Sans kept his head down. As if he didn't want to defile your innocence by watching you.

"Ok, are you ready?" You asked, taking a seat on the long chair and then doing a seductive pose.

"Mmhm..." Sans mumbled. He took a short glance your way and he looked almost ready to pass out.

"Are you ok?" You asked.

"Yup. Totally fine." He said. "Uh, I wouldn't want you getting a cold, right..? I-I'll go get you a blanket or something." He said, and then getting up quickly and leaving the room.

As you waited for Sans to come back, you took at small look around the room. It was fairly sized and dried up spots of paint were littered all around the room. Multiple painting, were hung up on the walls, while more of them were strewn about on the floor as well.

"I-I found one." Sans declared, coming back into the room.

You, still sitting on the couch, watched Sans as he nervously came towards you while holding a white bedsheet in his arms.

Completely without warning, a funny little feeling washed over your body. You grabbed hold of Sans' hands and pulled him closer to you.

Your faces were just inches away from each other. You stared deeply into his colorful eyes.

"Do you want to try something different?" You asked.

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I do believe that I promised a lemon, but because I'm a lazy son of a gun, this one shot will be split into 2 parts. Just so I don't lose anymore readers.....