Drunk Sans x Reader (Lemon)

Continued~

A slimy, warm member joins your neck, sliding along the length of it.
                         ・Sans POV・
I licked her neck slowly, taking her head in my hand gripping her hair. The soft gasp left her lips beside my head left me to chuckle. "I guess you lick that huh kid~" she ignores the pun, placing a hand on my sternum, "Wh-What are you doing Sans..?" she stutters. I couldn't even really tell her why, I licked her neck again, more hungrily. The hand I had free from her head explored her hips, brushing them as she twitched against the touch. She rubbed her knees together impatiently, "S-Sans....hey...." Proving myself ignorant I didn't bother to acknowledge her continuing on my way.
                       ・Your POV・
You struggled beneath him, completely helpless. In a way, you liked this. You looked so pathetic but wanted him to take control over you. You wanted him to- Who where you kidding! Whatever he was trying to do needed to cease! Despite if you wanting it to continue...Papyrus was fast asleep and God help us if he walked into his brother's bedroom. He ran his skinless fingers along your hip and going yet even farther. He refused to answer you. He chuckled softly, which you doubt was thoughts for a new pun; but what tricks, or so the underground calls it, puzzles he was going to pull.