The Fallen Angel - Underfell

Pillow talk

Frisk was getting used to living with the skelebros. She would help Papyrus making new dishes because eating spaghetti every day wasn't that appealing to her. Frisk was happy she could finally move out of the inn. When first came into Sans' room he had to open the a window since it had a funny odor.
Papyrus told Sans to help Frisk cleaning his room since it was a total mess.
Sans was acting very suspicious when he was helping her. It was as if he was scared she might find something she wasn't supposed to see.
"Sans? Why are you blocking off your closet?"
"Eh.....nothing special darling, I just don't want you to see the mess in here..."
"Is that so?" Frisk asked raising her eyebrow. "I'm sure it wouldn't be that bad."
Sans started to sweat
"P-pretty sure it will....."
Frisk walked over to Sans looking at him with the cutest face he ever seen.
"Sansy...please open it, else I will open it myself when you're not around. And I think you don't want that to happen."
Sans shook his head and hesitated.
Frisk couldn't take the anticipation anymore and pushed Sans out of the way opening his closet.

In his closet, there were blue sweaters, shirts and shorts just thrown in there, Frisk couldn't make up if they were clean or not. Atleast a dozen of empty ketchup bottles and some magazines were the covers were hidden under the clothing.
Frisk sighted.
"Never learned of folding your clothes? Or recycling?"
Sans muttered something about being to tired or lazy to do those.
"Sans, can you at least get me a big bag so I can clean up your trash?"
"Okay Doll" Sans said as he went downstairs looking for a plastic bag.
When he came back in his room he felt nailed to the ground.
He saw Frisk sitting on the floor looking into the magazines.
Frisk didn't notice him and kept looking into them, she seemed interested.
Sans didn't know what to say and just stood there awkwardly until she finally noticed him.
"This is why you were so reluctant to let me see into your closet?"
"I'm sorry....I didn't wanted to upset you..."
Frisk bursted into laughing.
"Why would I be upset?"
"Because it's full of naked women?"
"Oh Sans, come on, I don't mind. It's okay. I'm only surprised that these are porn magazines of humans. How did you find these?"
"I found those while strolling to the junkyard of Waterfall."
Frisk could tell he was ashamed and flustered.
She stood up and took his hand.
"It's really nothing to be ashamed of Honey. I don't mind it at all."
Sans cleared his throat.
"So eh....should we continue cleaning up?"

After a while Sans' room was all cleaned up, his closet was looking tidy again, they changed his sheets and cleared the room from dust.
Both of them now were lying on his bed, exhausted.
Papyrus came into the room to check on them if they were actually cleaning and ofcourse if they weren't fooling around with each other.
When he saw the room all cleaned up he was pretty satisfied with the result and smiled when he saw them napping next to eachother.
Sans had his arm draped over Frisk and Frisks head rested against Sans' chest.
As a reward he decided to prepare a three course meal with the recipes Frisk wrote step for step in very simple sentences down.
When Sans woke up he ran his hand softly over Frisks head, she was looking asleep so peacefully.
He would love waking up like this every day, if only Papyrus allowed him.

A discussion broke loose in his mind.
"Sure it's not too soon?"He asked himself. "We know each other now for a while."
"But didn't she wanted to wait?"
"Yea...but...after everything...I mean she seemed interested in my magazines...so wouldn't she be interested for sex?"
"Maybe I should try to bring up the conversation slowly soon."
During the fight his thoughts had Frisk had woken up. Sans didn't realised until he felt her tracing circles on his ribs.
He snapped out of his thoughts.
"What were you thinking off?"
"About the time we already had spent together."
"We know eachother already for some months now."
"Yea, we did, and we sure had our bad but also good moments."
Frisk wasn't sure where this conversation was leading to so she decided bluntly ask him.
"Sans?"
"Yes Doll?"
"Do you think....I'm stalling it too much?"
"Stalling what?"
"...making love..."
Sans gulped, a part of him was glad she started to talk about the subject but the other part didn't know how to continue.
"Well...Sure I'd love to make love to you, but if you don't feel ready yet than I don't want to do it yet."
After a bit of a silence Frisk broke it with a question.
"Have you always been interested in human girls?"
"Well...I wasn't really interested in anything until I found such magazine."
"Do you also think of other monsters in such way?"
"Not really, other monsters just aren't so appealing to me I guess."
"Did you ever...had sex with somebody?"
"Actually....no...I haven't."
Sans was blushing, he had never been so open about things like this. When he was drunk he would brag about the times be got laid. But Grillby never bought it, he knew Sans bragged a lot when he was drunk.

Papyrus called Frisk and Sans downstairs for dinner and they all enjoyed it. Papyrus was over the roof when Frisk complimented him for his cooking skills. Nobody ever thought he was a good cook. After dinner Sans insisted to help Papyrus with the dishes so he could ask for permission to share his room with Frisk.
"Well Sans, I've noticed you and her get along very well and love each other very much. I will allow the both of you to sleep together but there's one condition.
"Yea bro?"
"To respect her wishes and take good care of her."
"I give you my word Paps."

To be continued...