you and Sans were enjoying a meal at grilbys. the brothers had almost adopted you. the only difference is that you weren't actually part of the family, being human and that you think sans would prefer you as a girlfriend. anyways, Grilby started hard core flirting with you. you flirted back but took it to the next level, as you had a habit of doing. yet you preffured to be submissive. you were weird. Sans looked rather uncomfortable next to you. Grilby seemed utterly delighted that you were paying attention to him unlike the other patrens. you liked being nice to everyone but you could kick someone's ass if you wanted. you shit talked so many monsters and made even the toughest cry. you had a knack for voicing peoples insecurities. you also had a knack for flirting. Sans growls lightly every time your respond to Grilby with a wink and a sexy comment. Grilby is laughing his ass off. you liked making people laugh and you were the only one who could make Papyrus laugh; a feat not even sans could accomplish. you were bad a puns but great at comidic acts. you got pretty raunchy at your stand ups. but the monster community loved you to the point where mettaton invited you on his show once. Sans tugged on your hand, pulling you out of your conversation. you send a glare his way which he happily returns. He pushes you through the door to their house and pulls you into the kitchen. you rub your wrist when he lets go.
"What's with you sans?" you ask.
"I don't like you flirting with people," Sans growls, watching you.
"So what? what are you gonna do about it, huh?" you say, getting defensive.
"I'm thinking about marking ya. Making ya my territory so no one fucks with ya," Sans whispers, getting close.
"Awww thats adorable. Sansy pansy feeling a little jealous?" you tease, not knowing that he meant what he said.
There's a soft ping and a bright orange color fills the room. Your soul is out in front of you. your dragged towards Sans by it. it tugs on you and feels weird. Your soul presses up against Sans's frame as he growls lightly at you. His hand shoots out to gently caress the orange heart. you shudder and hold in a moan as pleasure radiates over your body.
"Your mine. No one else's. I'm gonna make sure every one who touches you knows," he growls, bringing your soul up to his mouth and letting a large red tongue lick your soul all
over. you stuff your hands in your mouth to keep in moans. Sans growls and snarls before two tentacles grab your wrist and hold them up above your head. Sans goes back to licking your soul.
"Damn you taste good,"
he mutters.
his own soul pops
out.
"Ever heard of soul bonding sweet heart?"
he asks.
you shake your head no.
"Let me give you a first hand experience,"
he offers.
You nod, still deeply aroused and not thinking straight.
his soul hesitantly pressed against yours. an intense feeling of pleasure filled your body. you drooled and moaned, breathing hard.
"Sans~" you moan.
He blushes and looks at you. His soul seems to blend with yours and the pleasure intensifies.
"A-ah~ Sans~" you moan out.
Sans gives you a preditory look. He smashed his lips against yours as your souls fully melt together. you feel his tongue lick your lips. You let it in and it explores your mouth with gusto. It tastes like stawberries. Sans groans when the two souls leave each other. The pleasure fades and you whine.
"Shit sweet heart that was amazing. Now imma
mark you fully. Your mine, don't you ever forget that," he growls.
He moves his tongue down your neck, trying to find your sweet spot. He licks it and you shudder. He pushes you onto the counter in the kitchen and nips your sweet spot, leaving small hickeys over your neck. You moan and try to escape the tenticle holding your hands in place. you writhe trying to get closer to him and begging him to keep going.
he slips a hand under your shirt and slowly moves his cold falanges up. you beg him to go faster. He slows down a lot more and you shut up as the pleasure you receive decreases. He slides his fingers under the wire of your bra and toys with your nipple. You admit to yourself that you have had a crush on Sans for a while now. Sans can feel it with your souls bonded, but you don't voice it to tease him. Sans moves his hand back to the back of your bra and unclips it. his tenticles thankfully let go of your hands and you immediately get his jacket and shirt off to the best of your ability. You lick a few of bones and he shudders and moans softly. Suddenly your pressed against his bed. He must have teleported. He roughly nips your neck and pulls your pants down. He slips a hand into your womanhood. He rubs back and forth slowly. you moan and arch your back. He moves those fingers to your entrance and gently shoves them in. you moan and he makes a scissoring motion. you gasp and grab his collarbone, dragging him down as you pull him into a kiss. His eyes widen at your action. He kisses back and shoves his tongue in your mouth. you suck gently on it and he hums in approval. When he pulls back you whine and beg him to hurry.
"Stop t-teasing sans," you beg.
"That's not my name right now sweetheart. You can only call me Master from now on, got it?" Sans growls.
"yes," you reply.
"Yes what?" Sans snarls.
"Yes... master," you correct. he smiles and pulls your panties down while moving you to your hands and knees.
a red light flares from behind you and you peak back to see his huge cock lined up with your asshole. he gently presses the tip into your ass and you moan from the stimulus. he pushes about a forth of his cock in and keeps going. it pushes in deeper in and you moan and drool a bit. he gets his cock in deep enough to start thrusting. he grunts and groans about how tight your ass is as you lean forward, giving him better access to thrust harder. you climax shortly after but he keeps going till he climaxes into your ass. he pulls out as his cum spills from your ass to the bedsheets and carefully lines his glowing cock up with your entrance. he slams into you and you scream from pleasure. he thrusts at inhuman speeds.
"ah~ y-your so fucking tight," he growls and bites your neck and shoulder hard enough to draw blood. his thumbs dig into the dimples on your back as he holds your hips. You read somewhere online that having back dimples makes it easier for you to orgasm. Sans is proving this as you orgasm onto his dick pretty quickly. he keeps thrusting.
"M-master~" you moan.
"That sounds delicious sweet heart," Sans comments as he thrusts harder, moaning loudly. your walls squeeze his cock and thrust harder and faster. He hitches his member deeper inside of you. It twitches and swells, bursting and pouring hot red cum into you. You orgasm again.
"Now your fully mine."
