Frisky and Bonely..

Part 18:

Sans POV:

Taking the keys out of your pocket you stick one into the lock and turn it to unlock the Library doors. The doors open with a wooden creak and the scent of musty books finds you as you step inside.  You close to door behind you and turn the lock, assuring no one else will get in. You lied to Papyrus about having a shift tonight and part of you felt guilty for it. But you felt it was necessary for all of you. Frisk is still clearly uncomfortable around you, as much as it hurts and you would rather hold her close and soothe her fears; you can't.

You couldn't bring yourself to force her through her feelings; after all, you had a very good idea of what her nightmare was about based on her reactions to you and Papyrus. You let out a deep sigh and rub at your neck. You shouldn't dwell on it too much longer, it's in the past now; you just need to work to distract yourself while Papyrus calms her back down. You might have lied about having work tonight but it doesn't mean you couldn't; the Library could always use some extra attention.

    There's only a few other people staffed here besides you, and most of them don't really care for the place. You started off that same way though, only applying for the job since it was across from Chill'n'Bees and you could watch out for Frisk. But the more you came to work the more you felt yourself becoming more relaxed and calm. There is a certain peace when you're working among books that you didn't feel in the Underground Library. You were able to learn so much from the books on various topics and subjects, the Aboveground had access to so much more knowledge than the Underground did.

    Though not all of it was scientific but still useful information. There's plenty of cookbooks for Papyrus and Toriel manga for Alphys and Undyne, self help books, which you knew Asgore and Alphys secretly tried to check out so no one would know; and Frisk would pick out books from all the sections, trying to learn as much as she could. You miss when she would come in during your shift and just relax at the tables and read while you worked. When your shift was over the two of you would pick up a light snack and walk home together, talking about your day or the things she read. It was nice.

    You rub at your neck again, you need to stop thinking about her; you need to distract yourself. You walk over to the returned books on the cart that haven't been put away yet, seems like a good place to start. You pull the cart along with you as you walk through the sections; placing the books in their proper location as you go. The task doesn't take much thought but helps the time pass and before you realize it you were already done.  You were pushing the cart back to it's spot when you felt something brush across your pelvis. Startled, you take a step back and look at the ground expecting to see a book or something that had fallen, but nothing was there.

    Puzzled you continue to look around, when you realize what the feeling is. With the realization you feel heat to start to build up on your cheeks. Focusing more on the feeling you identify it wasn't so much your pelvis that was touched but more the magic that builds there. The familiar heat slowly spreads and build as the magic connection between you and your gift for Frisk becomes solid. Heh, definitely solid.  Your mind whirls with thoughts; was she using it already? Or just simply moving it to a new spot- your last thought is interrupted by a wet warmth sliding its way along your forming member before it develops the tip slowly.

    "oh god, is she using her mouth?" you groan out and buck your hips hoping to feel it more. The sensation grows stronger and fuels your arousal; you bite down as it slowly pulls away and you wait for it to come back around you with anticipation. Only, it doesn't come back.

"maybe she put it down to adjust..." you say softly, wishing for her to continue what she started. Minutes pass and the contact is gone. You let out a sigh. "guess not." You finish pushing the cart back and look for another task to keep you busy; organizing the front desk will have to do. Moments come and go as you tidy up the desk trying to keep your mind busy but to no prevail. Sighing again you plop down into a chair. "time for a break anyway."

    You kick your feet up placing them crossed on top the desk you just cleaned a lean back closing your eyes. Your mind drifts again to Frisk, images from the morning, how afraid she was and you wish to forget but you know you wont- you can't. You try focus on the night before, how she looked then, how she felt, tasted and smelled while you were with her; she filled all your senses. Heat starts to spread over your cheeks and throughout your bones, causing you to pull at your dress shirt. It's pretty hot in here. As the thoughts continue you feel your magic start to swell again around your pelvis. With one hand you smooth over the growing bulge in your pants mulling over the thought of what to do. Opening your eyes, you glance coyly around the library.

    "i mean, there's no one here anyway..." your voice trails off as you adjust in the chair and undo the button and zipper on your pants. You reach to touch it directly, when as if on cue, you felt something brush against the tip. Looking down, expecting to see something but nothing was there, you realize the connection is back.

    Slowly the feeling develops around you, taking the tip in and slowly making its way down your length. It was tight, moist and hot; more intense than earlier and it pauses after it made its way to the base. You let out a breath you didn't realize you were holding. Slowly it pulls off but quickly pushes back on, tightening as it reaches the full length before beginning again. This pace wasn't what you were expecting and almost knocks you out of the chair as you thrust from the feeling. Swiftly you grip the edge of the chair to match the movements.

    "jeez, kiddo, hah... you sure know how to go at it." you pant aloud, the connection between you two is strong and you can feel each quiver and squeeze she's providing; bringing you closer with each stroke. "ah, fuck, frisk!" Not able to contain the building pleasure anymore as you feel her convulse and grip on you. "the way it feels when you're having an orgasm... oh man, i can't get enough-!" You moan out as you climax shortly after her, accidentally shooting all over the desk. Breathing heavy and coming down from the high you see the mess and chuckle.

    "good thing this stuff doesn't stick around for long." You say while you run a finger through it before it dissipates into nothing. You take a deep breath and let it out slowly before running a hand over your skull, wiping off the small amount of sweat that built up there. "i wonder how to face her once i'm home. well, really i could head back now. i mean her mood must have perked up after that. so i guess i'll just go check on her before laying down to rest myself."

    Making sure everything was put away first, you then focus on picturing the hallway in your house, trying to visualize it clearly. You take a calming breath and draw in your magic, letting it surround you. Within a second you feel the rush of the change in space around you and release the breath. You're in front of Frisk's door, now you just had to decide if you wanted to open it or not. It was a hard choice, of course you wanted to look in, but given what happened not too long ago you could only imagine what state she was in, or perhaps she's sleeping now?

    "Pap- rus..." her voices carries quietly through the door. Leaning closer you try to listen in. "-ap-" you make out through the gasps of heavy breathing. Your face flushes again, you weren't feeling anything, so maybe she switched to that bone from before. Just a quick peek, wouldn't hurt... Slowly you turn the knob to peek into the room as you've done before. Only your eyes weren't met with Frisk's bare body but your brother's naked bones intertwined with her. You watch them move in unison, moaning and clinging together. Frisk started to jolt more frantically and you didn't have to guess what that meant.

    "AH- H-HUMAN..!" Papyrus calls out; his voice is a tone you hadn't heard clearly before, only rarely through a door during his past heats. His movements were almost as frantic as Frisk's now. You continue to watch as they slow to a stop and breathe while resting on each other. After a moment Frisk pulls them both down and you try not to laugh. You could see the confusion in his body language but he went with it anyway.

    "PERHAPS WE SHOULD REMOVE THE RESTRAINTS FIRST." Oh? Your smile widens, you hadn't noticed they were role playing; you find the thought cute. "The great Papyrus, really loves you human..." the words are soft and sweet, unlike his usual tone and it fills you with a gentle happiness. You watch Papyrus try to adjust as gently as he can to make the position more natural but also be careful not to wake Frisk.

The concentration on his face was priceless and you couldn't hold back a laugh any longer. His attention immediately turns towards the doorway, towards you and you freeze once it does. You force your smile to stay.

    "heh.. hey bro~ i'm home from work..."