Hey guys , i'm new around here , but i bring you , an Au Papyrus x reader lemon book , i dindn't spot much of these books around , so i thought Why not ?
( Hi guys, so it's been a year, I'm sorry I didn't update this book. And thanks for the comments as well! I appreciate your encouragement and criticism! Over the year I upgraded my writing so I hope you enjoy this lemon :3)
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( BTW- this contains a bit of fluff-and other sinful things-)
Your Pov. Music was blasting in my ears.
People were dancing around the club.
And I was terribly drunk. Not like it mattered, I was drinking for a reason. His harsh words echoed tough my mind, his clawed hand digging in my thigh. I cringed inwardly. I finally had the courage to talk to someone about this and escape my rebellious relationship. Yeah.
I was such a kid back when I met my ex. Taking another sip from my Martini, I glanced around the club. Monster and humans were either talking or drinking. Only after a while I noticed my glass was empty. Sigh. What a pity. Just when I was about to get up, someone touched my shoulder. I turn my head seeing a tall skeleton. He wore something similar to a stripper outfit, maybe he is one. He has a small grin, that stretches more as I face him. "Hey there princess~ You look kind of gloomy there~ A pretty face like yours shouldn't have a trace of sadness~" His voice was laced with honey.
Uncertain, I looked down feeling nervous. " I-I'm not p-pretty" He lifted my head up to look at him. " Of course you are princess~" His words made me blush fifty shades of red ( get it?~ * wink *).
Me pretty? He was baffling. Yet here I was.
Soft whispers echoed in my ear. I groaned being woken from my slumber, lifting my tired eyelids to look at my lustful boyfriend. His pinpricks scanned my face.
I rose a hand to stroke his cheek, he purred softly, nuzzling it. I smiled slightly. " I love you, princess" " I love you too Pap"
That night in the club I met the sweetest being in the whole world. Even of he WAS a stripper, he didn't try to seduce me, he wanted to get to know me. After some months he confessed, and I accepted to be his girlfriend. He never even touched me, saying that he'll wait for me to be ready.
Oh I was ready. But I didn't know how to tell him.
With a cherry blush covering my cheeks, I softly pushed him under me. His eyesockets widened. Giggling softly I leaned down teasingly, brushing my lips against his jaw.
He wrapped a hand around my waist, while the other played with a strand of my hair. " What are you trying to do sweetie~"
I respond with a smug grin plastered on my face. " You know what I'm trying to do~" And with those words I crashed my lips against his. He kissed me back, pulling me closer.
His tongue glided across my lower lip, making me involuntarily shiver. I opened my mouth slightly letting him explore his newfound territory. After some minutes I finally let go, panting slightly at the lack of oxygen.
Having advantage he flipped me over, trailing kisses on my neck down my collar bone. With more minutes passing he applied more pressure on the soft skin, bruising it on certain spots. Welp, I'll need to wear a scarf for the rest of the week.
I jolted slightly when I felt a cold hand trailing up my tank top. I pushed him down once again, removing his baggy shirt. There isn't much to see in a skeleton, but he was attractive. I nibbled on his clavicle, earning a low groan from him. His hand found yet again my hair, clutching it gently.
I tried to move lower, but he stopped me. Removing my tank top, all we were left in was underwear, and yeah we slept in undergarments. It wasn't that embarrassing. He leaned up, hugging my waist and whispering sweetly in my ear. " Are you sure your ready princess?"
That question made me stop. What if I wasn't ready? What if he didn't like me? No, I want this. And I love him.
I nodded with newfound determination. He smiled in adoration while his fingers fumbled with the hem of my panties. He nuzzled my cheek, pulling them off along with his boxers.
With a slight push I find myself under him again, the tip of his member prodding at my entrance. I gripped his hand as he pushes inside slowly. The pain is unbearable, yes, but I can bear it.
He waited until I gripped his hand tighter as a signal for him to continue. He smiled, burying his head in the nape of my neck. " (Name), you have no idea of how much I love you" His words were muffled, but I still understood them. With a chuckle I kissed the top of his head.
He thrusted in slowly, testing the waters. A moan rose from my throat, letting him know his actions were right. He set a soft pace, at a certain point lifted my waist slightly to put a pillow underneath my lower back. It felt like heaven.
It's foreign. His brother always said how Papyrus was like a wild animal in bed. So, receiving such a treatment means I'm pretty special. After some time his pace quickened slightly and I knew he was close. I was too. I gripped his shoulder blades, feeling the knot tighten. He growls and thrusts harder. In the heat of the moment, I felt fangs grazing my collar bone and after a short moment these fangs bit me. I moaned loudly one final time, reaching my end. The sudden tightness of my walls made his knot snap too, releasing the hot sperm inside my womb.
He layed down next to me, hugging me like a teddy bear. After some minutes, soft snores were heard from besides me. I covered us with a blanket, drifting off to a peaceful sleep.