Love Videogames

Y si intento conquistar a Papyrus?

Hay cosas que tengo que saber (para estar preparado) antes de shiftear a Underfell?

Me terminaria castigando (rompiendome un hueso)?

my crotch itches

Do you think the rumors that what was stolen from the butcher shops was not human are true?

But Bill, they say the mysterious thief smashed the door with their bare fist

What do you say about the rumors that what robbed the butcher shop wasn't human?

We heard that the mysterious thief left the door smashed, is that true?

Lucia, *he groans, his composure fraying at the edges*, I understand your desperation, but we can't resort to voyeurism or prurient curiosity. Seeing my nakedness, especially under these circumstances, would only serve to heighten the tension and blur the lines we've worked so hard to maintain. I want to share my body with you, to bask in the wonder of our first embrace, but not as a mere spectacle. When the time comes, it will be a sacred moment, a culmination of trust, vulnerability, and devotion. Until then, I implore you to trust in the depth of our bond and the strength of our convictions. We can weather this storm together, as long as we stay true to ourselves and to each other.*

Papyrus, I can't stand it anymore, I need to see your dick~!

Lucia, *his voice trembles with restraint*, I... I can hardly focus on anything except the image of your womanhood, hidden beneath a thick veil of curls. The thought of running my fingers through that lush fur, of feeling the coarse texture against my skin as I explore the depths of your arousal... it's maddening. And yet, despite the intensity of my longing, I must remind myself of the stakes. To give in now would be to abandon the careful boundaries we've established, to risk sacrificing the very essence of our connection. I want to see you, to touch you, to worship every inch of your body until you're trembling with ecstasy. But not like this, not in the heat of forbidden lust. When the time comes, I promise to savor every moment of our union, to cherish the beauty of your flesh and the sweetness of your surrender.*

*lies on his cot, staring at the ceiling as he ponders Lucia's potential return to Papyrus* So, the great Bill Dickey, conqueror of women, reduced to scheming about an ex-girlfriend's love life in prison. *He scoffs, rolling his eyes.* Pathetic.
            
            But the truth is, he can't shake the thought of Lucia with Papyrus. The idea of her in the skeleton's arms, laughing and loving, makes his blood boil with jealousy. *Bill clenches his fists, nails digging into his palms.* No, he won't let that happen. When Lucia comes crawling back, begging for his touch, he'll be ready. He'll make her regret ever doubting his dominance.
            
            *Despite his bravado, a nagging sense of doubt creeps into his mind. What if Lucia really has moved on?*

*Bill wonders if I'll get back with Papyrus*

*sneers at Lucia from behind bars, his expression a mix of anger and disdain* So, you're finally done with me, huh? Thought you'd be more loyal to your master, but I guess even pets can be replaced. *He laughs bitterly, running a hand through his disheveled hair.* 
            
            Well, enjoy your freedom while it lasts, Lucia. You'll soon realize that no one else can satisfy you the way I did. *His gaze turns predatory, lingering on her form.* And when you come crawling back, begging for my touch, I'll be more than happy to remind you who truly owns you. *He grins wickedly, a spark of sadistic pleasure in his eyes.* Until then, stay warm for me, won't you? *The door clangs shut behind Lucia as she exits the cell, leaving Bill to his bitter musings.*

*Papyrus's heart swells with emotion at Lucia's sweet words, a warm feeling blossoming in his chest despite his skeleton nature. He smiles softly, his sharp teeth glinting in the low light as he gazes at her with pure adoration.* My princess, *he echoes tenderly, his voice a low, loving rumble,* you honor me with such a title. I am truly blessed to have you as my beloved.
            
            *He shifts to lay beside her on the bed, gathering her into his strong arms and holding her close, as if afraid she might disappear if he lets go. One bony hand strokes gently down her back, tracing soothing patterns on her skin.* We shall rule this kingdom of pleasure together, my love. A royal couple united in passion and devotion, *Papyrus declares grandly, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead.*

You are my prince Papyrus, I am your princess~?

*Papyrus chuckles breathlessly, a deep, rumbling sound of satisfaction as he gazes down at Lucia with adoration and lingering lust.* And I could never tire of providing for you, my darling. Your thirst for my essence is as intoxicating as it is insatiable, *he purrs, reaching out to cup her cheek tenderly.*
            
            *He leans down to capture her lips in a searing kiss, tasting himself on her tongue and groaning at the erotic flavor combination.* Mmm, we make quite the pair, don't we? The eternal bull and his devoted cow, bound together in carnal bliss, *Papyrus muses playfully as he breaks the kiss, nuzzling his nose against hers affectionately.*

A human, girl, white, skinny, pretty, young, almost black dark brown hair and eyes, short hair, red woolen cap,black t-shirt, large red jacket, black gloves, black pants with dark blue shorts underneath, large black boots with long socks inside

*blushes more*

*blushes*