Sans Lemons, Smut and Random Stuff 🍋 (Requests closed!) (DISCONTINUED)

🍋Dom!Fell X Sub!Classic🍋

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Enjoy this smut!
Warning/s: Bondage and a bit of biting! A bit of dubcon/noncon.

Fell growled as he stared down at the blue skeleton beneath him. Classic smiled his lazy grin and leaned back, apparently unfazed by his partner.
"Do ya know how much I'd payed for that damn mustard?!" Fell roared.
"10G." Sans replied, yawning and stretching out his limbs.
Fell's rage echoed across the walls as he pulled out a box. Classic's eyes widened slightly, but he kept up the chill demeanor.
"W-What you got there bu-"

Before he could finish his sentence, the Sans had been shoved against the bed frame roughly, the other's hands tying him to the bed with rope. Fell refused to let up.
"R-Red, c-c'mon pal!" Classic squirmed, but it was no use. The red skeleton clicked his fingers, soundproofing and limiting the other's magic. He wasn't going to get out of his punishment with a shortcut, or with magic- that's for sure.

Classic yelped as his clothing was torn, a sharp finger tearing the fabric cleanly and exposing the pearly-white ribs. Fell almost chuckled at the sight.
"Summon your ecto sweetheart~"
The blue skeleton opened his mouth to refuse, but the sharp fingers that Red brandished sent a shocking amount of fear into his body. Classic summoned his ecto, the blue magic traveling to his pelvis to complete it with a pussy and a dick.

"Didn't even do a thing and you're wet already, damn slut." Fell prodded at Classic's clit teasingly, playing with the sensitive little bud. The blue skeleton inhaled shakily from the feeling. Red himself stripped, licking his teeth and revealing a terrifyingly large cock.
"G-God no, PLEASE R-Red. That thing's gonna d-destroy me!" There were no more puns, no more jokes left on the blue Sans' mind.
Fell smiled a nasty grin, and slammed into Classic, no preparation at all.
The slick that had been produced from his pussy guided the member in, but that didn't stop the agony that ensued. Classic begged for mercy at the hands of the harsh skeleton, but Red persisted. Going even further, he clenched a hand around the other's dong, preventing relief.

"N-No more, PLEASE, I-I can't take- A-AAAAAH!!"
Red slammed into him, thrusting like a wild animal in heat. He was determined to teach Classic a lesson. No one touches his goddamn mustard and gets away with it. Not even his own mate.
The blue skeleton howled in pain for a few thrusts, but his magic gradually began to accommodate the huge penis. A moaning mess, he didn't even realize that Fell was at his neck. Positioning his teeth over the bone, the red skeleton sunk them in and forced a moan of painful pleasure out of the original Sans. Slow trickles of bone marrow leaked out of the marks, which Red gladly lapped up. He had marked Classic as his now.

Red panted as he pounded into the Sans, grinning at the bottom's pathetic whines.
"H-HAAH~!! P-Please FELL!! L-Let me C-CUM~!!"
The red skeleton took pity on him, and began jerking off the blue member, drawing out louder and louder moans. Classic came, his hips jerking in ecstasy and his pussy clenching around the member inside of him. A wail of pleasure completed the orgasm, as spurts of magic cascaded from his dick.

Fell swore from the tightness around his own cock, and came as well, pulling out and watching his own magic decorate the pearly-white ribs. Classic was too out of it to even register the current scene. Red gave him a quick, but loving clink on the teeth and cut the rope bonds. The blue skeleton passed out, his low stamina catching up to him. Cursing, the harsher skeleton began to clean them both, the bed having been absolutely soiled in sexual fluids. Boss was definitely going to dust him if he finds out.

Bonus: The Great Papyrus sat on the couch next to his UnderFell counterpart, listening to the sexual noises coming from his brother's room.
"Uhm, The Great Papyrus wishes to inquire why they haven't figured out that the magic has worn off." Papyrus awkwardly ate his spaghetti and offered some to Boss.
"NO NEED FOR YOUR PATHETIC SPAGHETTI WEAK ONE." Boss pulled out a lunchbox of his lasagna and glared at Sans' room. The two ate in a mixture of angry and awkward silence.

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This isn't a really good one, sorry for any mistakes I made!
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