Just One Night

Special Care

As morning light filtered into the crowded room, Frisk let out a loud groan and rolled onto her side, successfully squashing her bony husband in the process. Sans wheezed at the unexpected weight and hurriedly rolled them both so that they were now on their sides. The two shared a sleepy laugh while the hybrid cozied up once more into her lover's arms. With lazy movements, the skeleton placed a tender kiss to her brow, smiling softly at her pleased hummed.

"Good morning, love. It's time to wake up," He whispered softly so as not to wake the other tenants sleeping on the King's bed.

"Five more minutes.." She whined as she threw her leg over his hips and curled an arm possessively around his spine.

His warm smile was lost upon the dazed woman as he gently brought his arms around her in a similar manner. The two stayed huddled in a tangle of limbs as Sans' mind slowly awoke to the ever brightening glow coming from the window. Even if he wanted to go back to sleep, he knew that there were important things that must be done today, so with a reluctant sigh, he untangled himself from her grasp and slowly rose from the bed after checking to make sure the King and Queen hadn't been disturbed.

He allowed himself to stretch, his spine popping pleasantly while he quickly snatched up his shirt from the floor. The movement making his gym shorts settle a bit more lowly on his hips, but he didn't seem to mind. Last night he had finally gotten some decent sleep knowing that his wife was awake and healthy, but in a weird state, she had huffed and clawed at his shirt throughout the night, only quieting down when he removed the garment and pulled her flush against his rib-cage. To him the meaning was lost, but he just assumed that after being in a semi-coma, maybe she just wanted to feel his body beside hers. Regardless, he haphazardly tossed the shirt over his bones before carefully scooping up the once again sleeping girl.

He slowly made his way out of the royalty's room, moving further down the dimly lit hallway until they made it to the bathroom. Carefully setting Frisk on the toilet, he turned and began to run water for a bath, since it had been quite some time since her last shower and what with all the blood and dirt, he figured she'd appreciate the kind gesture. He gently shook her shoulder and gave her an encouraging smile, "Baby, wake up. There's a nice warm tub with your name written on it."

She grumbled lowly before falling back into a peaceful silence, only making the skeleton frown slightly. He tried again, "Come on, sleepyhead. We gotta get ya cleaned up."

This time he earned a low growl and a muffled curse. With a small sigh, he shook her a bit more firmly, "Last warning. Time to get up."

Her eyes opened just a bit and she hissed in annoyance, "Don't wanna. Leave me alone.."

Sans huffed impatiently, but figured that simply tossing her into the bath would be a bit harsh, especially since she was still recovering. He helped ease the girl out of her shirt and bra, smiling softly at her tiny bump where their child grew. He then moved farther south, gently sliding off her pants and panties. With a muffled groan, he absentmindedly recalled that it had been a while since she had been naked on display for his hungry eyes.

Shaking his head, he gave a small sigh, he wouldn't let himself get carried away by such thoughts, especially while she was recovering. Picking up the girl once more, he set her into the warm water and turned off the faucets before opening one of the cabinets and grabbing a spare washcloth.

He let out a small chuckle at the overabundance of toys that were crammed into the back of the closet, knowing that at one time they had taken care of small children. It was no wonder that they had a large amount of fluffy towels, soaps, and brushes, they must have taken great care to keep their fur sleek and well groomed. Not that he was complaining, it just allowed him to grab a few necessities before heading back to his sleepy wife.