Broken Souls

Lets Play a Game - Part Two

// This chapter was recommended/commissioned by my good Sinning friend, TicciS~ ;3

So again... I am sO SORRY--

*STRONG LEMONY GOODNESS LIES AHEAD IN THE NEXT FEW CHAPTERS! YE HAVE BEEN WARNED!!!

Happy Sinning, dear Sinners~! ❤️ //

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*HORROR!SANS POV*

Gazing down at the little Kitten... no... MY little Kitten, I felt a sudden urge course through my bones, through my SOUL. It was strong and unwavering. Not the urge to kill as I usually had, no. This was something entirely different. Something that I had never felt before. This... was the urge to dominate. To torture. To take.

'Mine...' I growled lowly to myself, feeling a strange sensation in my normally hollow eye. A strong surge of magic that would have shocked and surprised me if I hadn't been so far gone. My left eye was no longer hollow. Instead, it now had a bright blue orb of fiery magic, just like how it used to be way back when.

My tendrils tightened around my Kittens wrists as she squeaked in surprise at my sudden change in demeanor and appearance, only edging me onwards. "Those sounds... I want more of them..." I purred as I stared into her widened (E/C) orbs, seeing my reflection within them. 'So beautiful...~' I licked my teeth hungrily, bringing forth another tendril to pull away her blanket, then tossing it away to some unknown corner.

I chuckled lowly as I watched her wriggle her hips just slightly as I eased up my hold on her SOUL. She was probably shy about being uncovered no doubt, left in just a long black t-shirt which belonged to Papyrus, and her underwear of course. 'I wonder what they look like...' My gaze wandered up and down her perfect figure, giving a slight smirk as several perverse thoughts sprung to mind. "Time for the next question, Kit...~" I grinned, my blue and red eyes flaring with intense magic. "Why were you so determined to keep that interesting lil... 'fact' about you a secret, hmm? And remember! No lying..."

*KITTENS POV*

Quivering beneath his gaze, I knew he was looking me up and down, undressing me with his eyes. 'His eyes...' I thought. 'Wh-what's happening to him? Papyrus said that eye was broken! So... how? And why the different color? What's going on?!'

He snapped his fingers before my eyes, bringing me back to reality and away from my panicked, frantic thoughts. "The question, Kit. Answer... now." I bit down on my lower lip, looking from left to right, whimpering softly. I didn't know what I was more afraid of. The question, or the punishment. With a shudder and a gulp, I knew I had to get out of this situation. Somehow.

"I... I hi-hid it from you b-because... b...because it's embarrassing!" I exclaimed through stutters of fear. "Th-that and... P-Papyrus he... h-he said that you were the true... t-the... the true..." I could feel my face burning up. I just couldn't say it! The name that made my body heat up, the name that made me feel things that I just couldn't explain.

The next thing I heard surprised me. Sans was... laughing? Not a lighthearted, joking kind of laugh. No. An evil, knowing, taunting, dark kind of laugh. It made my stomach fill with nervous butterflies of anticipation. What was so funny?

"Hmhmhmhahaha... oh, now I think I understand. No. I KNOW I understand." I felt the tendrils around my wrists tingle against my skin with some kind of magic, it made me shiver and involuntary struggle against them. But before I even had the chance to speak, two more tendrils shot out of the darkness from behind Sans, wrapping themselves around my ankles, and binding my injured leg to the bed. I could no longer move any of my limbs.