I Like Bad Guys? (I'm A Bad Person)

[Nightmare] BAD END | Waking Up To A Living Nightmare

Nightmare plans an experiment.

It doesn't matter what Sans wants.

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Sans feels uncomfortable.

Really uncomfortable.

Waking up with a groan, Sans curled up on the bed as he was suddenly feeling cold. That's odd, sure the castle has always been cold, but his body somehow feels hot as well.

...

Why is he on a bed in the first place?

Wasn't he having dinner with Nightmare just earlier or...

Blinking awake, Sans sat up on the bed before regretting it immediately as his head ached while his body felt rigged. Hands gripping on the bed sheets, his eyes darts around the bedroom he was in: It was a rather elegant bedroom really, the bed was soft as the sheets were made from silk, a desk was on the side while the floor was made of marble.

This wasn't his bedroom at all, it was Nightmare's bedroom.

...

"What the fuck..."

The eyelights in his eye sockets disappeared as he noticed how his stomach was summoned along with his vagina which has some what looks to be, uhm, cum dripping from it...

"T-this... is Nightmare's magic color... why the hell did he—"

The door creak open, making a shiver to run down his spine as Sans gulps.

Glancing towards the door, he was met by Nightmare's gaze. Quickly looking away, he awkwardly chuckled. "Hey'a bud, it looks like a skele-ton had happened here, huh?" He nervously laughs as he took ahold of the blanket and tug it over himself.

"It's okay, Sans. It was a long night... You must be dizzy." Nightmare hummed as he walks over towards him before handing him a glass of water.

Letting out a sigh of relief as his shoulders relaxed, he gratefully accepted the drink.

"What even happened?" Sans sighed as he drank his water. "I am pretty sure I didn't drink any alcohol."

A hand was place on his chin, forcing Sans to lock eyes with Nightmare.

"Why are you asking this? Did you regret sleeping with me?"

Sans froze from those words as his cheeks started heating up from embarrassment. Gulping, he tried to speak to change the subject only to end up stammering.

"A-after dinner, you called me into your room for tea. We had a chat and I took a sip from that new tea you gave me—" His breath hitched, as he realized it. "...Y-you..."

Nightmare simply grinned.

"That tea, I black out and I don't recall anything so..." Realization hitting him like a truck, Sans muttered under his breath.

"Oh? Did you finally realize it now?" The taller's eye look right into his soul as Sans felt a shiver to run up his spine.

"Just...Why?"

"Why not? There is a reason we are called the bad guys..." Sitting down at the edge of the bed, Nightmare place a hand over his legs as Sans flinched back from the touch.

Sans took a step back, he knew it would be stupid to be trusting of them, but that didn't mean that Sans think they were the ones to rape or take advantage of him, especially Nightmare.

"...I know you. You wouldn't just go and take advantage of me without of thinking of the consequences. So mind telling me why you did this?" He asked plainly with a neutral expression.

Observing his every move, the taller hummed.

"I needed you to bear my child."

"...What..."

"You heard me." Getting closer to Sans, Nightmare whispers lowly.

"I wanted to impregnate you," Hand being place on Sans' thigh, he grinned.

Sans tried to move away, yell or at least slap the latter who was in front of him, but he wasn't able to move a single inch as he was too shock to do so.

"You know... I'm still not sure if you are pregnant yet. So, I would have to make sure you are..."

Tentacles started edging near his body in an almost warning way, making Sans gulped as tears edge the side of his eyes.

"...Don't worry, I'm going to make sure you fully enjoy it as well...~"

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Nightmare is so full of negative emotions that I'm not even sure if he knows how to deal with love so he is mostly uhm... obsessive than caring.

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