Random One-Shots Part 2

Undertale!Papyrus x FemReader SMUT ((NOT MINE))

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It was Saturday night: Date Night. So, naturally, you invited Papyrus over to your place for dinner and a movie. You had even found a puzzle sphere for you both to take turns trying to solve. However, as you watched Papyrus concentrate on the puzzle, carefully turning the ball to maneuver the marble inside, you noticed he was oddly quiet. You furrowed your brow in worry; even if the puzzle was proving difficult, you knew him better than that. Papyrus has always been a very vocal person. He always said he works best by talking out his process. The fact he was barely saying a word was very... Disconcerting.

"How's that coming, Papyrus?" You moved to get closer to see his process with the puzzle. However, when you placed your hand on his femur to get more leverage, Papyrus jolted with a yelp. You heard the marble clatter against the bottom of the puzzle sphere.

"O-oh! Looks like I got a little careless, there," Papyrus stammered. He handed the ball over to you. "Your turn, ____!"

You frowned as you passed it behind you on the couch. "What's wrong, Papyrus?" His face turned a deep orange when his eyes met yours.

"Eh? N-nothing's wrong! Why would you ask such a silly thing!" Papyrus forced out a string of laughter, which faltered when he saw how serious your face was.

"Papyrus, your face is almost glowing! Are you sick? Can skeletons even get sick?" You placed your hand on your boyfriend's forehead. He didn't have a fever or anything like that.

Papyrus gently swatted your hand away and tried on a grin. "Uh... Hey, I'm getting rather hungry! You're hungry, too, right?" Papyrus began to move to get up. "I'll just go and start up-"

"Oh, no you don't." Seizing Papyrus by the shoulders, you pushed him back into the couch, and swung your leg over his lap, straddling him and keeping him seated with your body weight. You planted your hands firmly on either side of Papyrus's head against the couch backing. Papyrus's irises were practically bulging in their sockets and he grabbed fistfuls of couch, not knowing where to put his hands. You were blushing intensely, too, but Papyrus had gotten pretty strong through his Royal Guard training, so this was the only way you figured to make him stay still. "Papyrus, you are going to look me in the eye and tell me what's wrong."

Papyrus cleared his throat, his face still as orange as a pumpkin. "Well, if there's no way around it..."

"Nope."

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Human...." You blinked. Papyrus only called you human when he was really nervous about something. He corrected himself quickly. "____. I, the Great Papyrus, have been thinking about what you said the other day. You said that I should 'do what comes naturally' to me. But, um..." Papyrus gave out a small, nervous laugh, "As shameful as it is to say this, but I find myself... Afraid? What if I do something wrong?"

Your face softened and you gently grasped either side of Papyrus's skull. "Papyrus. You can be yourself around me. I wouldn't have you any other way."

Papyrus smiled softly and placed a hand on your cheek. "Then.. M-may I kiss you?"

You giggled lightly. "Of course!" you leaned in for your usual peck, but Papyrus's hand wrapped around to cup the back of your neck, prolonging the kiss as his other arm wrapped around the small of your back. You hummed blissfully as Papyrus kissed you, alternating between peppers of feather light kisses on your jawbone and long, surprisingly soft ones on your lips. You giggled when his kisses wandered over by your earlobe. "Well, this is certainly new," you cooed as you wrapped your arms around Papyrus's neck, shifting your weight on his lap. However, when you shifted, you felt something hard rubbing against your crotch. Did you shift onto one of his bones? You shifted again, and Papyrus made a sound halfway between a moan and a growl. Before you could ask if he was okay, his mouth slid down your neck to gently bite at your collarbone.