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*then they’d hear you too.

*having sex in an elevator is wrong on so many levels

* M-MUFFIN OH MY GOD!!

* WHAT IF THE CHILDREN HEARD YOU??

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*i... uhh... there’s more to it than that.

*that’s not just any old ring...

*i... well i... i’m pastative, that you’re the person i want to spend my life with and...

*will you cheese marry me?

* ???

* THIS IS SO CUTE!!

* I’LL CHERISH IT DEARLY!

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*words cannot espresso how much you mean to me!!

* AND I LOVE YOU A SKELE-TON

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*you know, blue... i may not be a photographer...

*but i can picture us always being together.

Pun game is too strong

* OF COURSE I WILL!

* IT’S SO S-SAUCE-BVIOUS

Currently just scared he’s messing up

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*hey blueberry...

*will you mac and please be mine?

* OH YEAH WELL–

* I ACCEPT YOUR LITTLE CHALLENGE! EVEN THOUGH THIS IS TOTALLY BAD!!

* I MEAN THEY’RE SO CHEESY!

* YOU CAN’T MAC THE LOVE I HAVE FOR YOU!

* GIVE UP NOW! YOU CAN’T GET PASTA ME, MUFFIN!

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*hey there, you know i love you a latte, right?

* MUFFIIIIN!!!

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*and you’re berry cute, blue!

* AWWWW!!

Oh gosh now he’s just a mushy mess at the moment.

* THAT WAS SO PRECIOUS, MUFFIN~ ♥

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*oh my god you’re the cutest!! how about this, and, for you, it’s not even a pun!

*roses are red

*violets are blue

*i have ‘i’ ‘l’ ‘o’ ‘v’ ‘e’

*can i have ‘u’

* KETCHUP IS RED

* ECHO FLOWERS ARE BLUE

* YOU’RE MEETING ALL OF MY STANDARDS

* I HOPE I’VE MET ALL OF YOURS TOO

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*of course i think you’re adorable, i mean, look at you.

 ᒥ  ~♥~  ᒧ  A  small  hand  motion  up  and  down     Blueberry’s body.  This  was  their  second     date, and Sans had  already seen all  of it.      He literally  looked cute all  the time,  in      and out of his  outfit.  But something  about      that cute blue little scarf around his neck      just  made   him  smile.  Honestly,  he  was      grateful it looked more like a bandana than      a scarf,  because the  last thing  he wanted      was to date someone that  completely reminded      him of Papyrus.  That’d  be  weird...  and a      little gross.  But the  way Blueberry pulled      it off just made him, really happy. It looked      really  nice  with  his   physique  and  went      perfectly  with   his   bubbly   personality.

*so uhh– i was thinking we’d do dinner, and maybe dance a little after? mettaton normally plays some pretty laid back slow music around this time for couples to dance to before the show starts. luckily, i have tonight off.

 ᒥ  ~♥~  ᒧ Suddenly,  Sans was  smiling  like  an      absolute  idiot. He  knew  this  question was      going to come  up, and he got  to say  one of      his  favourite   things  now.   This  wasn’t      something he got to say often. He didn’t have      any  friends,  and Papyrus always  insisted      that walking the  distance was better, but he      extended his hand just  a little towards his     partner,  and with  a big, goofy  grin said;

*take my hand, blueberry, i know a shortcut.

-Knock knock-

A visitor? With a small hop, he rushed on over to the door. Since he was too short, he couldn’t exactly take a peek outside.

* WHO IS IT??

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 ᒥ  ~♥~  ᒧ  Small   skeleton   hands   moved   up,      fiddling  with  the  vest   and  the   bow-tie      nervously. He had never been dressed up before,      for any  reason. It  was  always  black shorts,      pink  slippers, blue sweater, and  sometimes a      white  turtle neck. But he  tried his  best to      look good for his possible significant other.      Even if it meant wearing pants, and real shoes,      and  an oxford  with  a  vest...  and,  really,       anything  that   wasn’t  his  regular  attire.

*sorry i didn’t call you, i’m actually a giant chicken when it comes to dating.

 ᒥ  ~♥~  ᒧ  The moment Blueberry opened  the door,      Sans looked off to  the  side  a bit,  he was      blushing like crazy, his cheeks a very intense     blue. He  felt a  little  bit  ridiculous now,      seeing   Blueberry   dressed   so   casually.      Granted, though, Sans didn’t  actually plan a     date.  He  just made  a reservation  and  just      kind  of...  showed  up. Muffin  though, huh?      That  was his nickname. Sans finally  looked      back,              blushing              hard;

*m-muffin? i-i’m muffin? o-oh man i’ve never had a nickname before... it’s really cute, thanks blueberry.

 ᒥ  ~♥~  ᒧ  He  couldn’t  help but  crack  a  small     smile. He  almost forgot how cute  his little     Blueberry was.  He  shuffled,  shifting to the      other foot  nervously. He  didn’t want  to mess      this  up.  He  wasn’t  sure   what  to   say  to     Blueberry’s question. Should he change? As much      as the  MTT resort  was a pretty  high end place,     Blueberry    looked   cute    all   the    time.

*i think you look adorable as is, but if you had something in mind, or if you really want to, feel free.

-Knock knock-

A visitor? With a small hop, he rushed on over to the door. Since he was too short, he couldn’t exactly take a peek outside.

* WHO IS IT??

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 ᒥ  ~♥~  ᒧ  There  stood   the   short   skeleton,      dressed up in were now his only dress clothes.      He had gone out with Papyrus a few days prior      to pick  something out,  so he could  look his      best for his possible boyfriend. He felt like      a huge nerd, and an even  bigger dork,  and on      top  of it  all, he  wasn’t even  convinced he      looked good, but he’d  stay or bail depending      on       how        Blueberry       reacted;

*hey there blueberry. it’s… been about two weeks since our last date and i thought maybe we could uhh… g-go out for dinner? i made reservations at a place in my underground and…

-Knock knock-

A visitor? With a small hop, he rushed on over to the door. Since he was too short, he couldn’t exactly take a peek outside.

* WHO IS IT??

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 ᒥ  ~♥~  ᒧ Sans tiredly  lifted a hand,  using blue      magic to grab a blanket  up from the tall bed.      He  used his  magic to  unfold it  and  gently      drape  it  over both  of them.  He  was  fully      prepared to just lay there and cuddle now, and      that honestly sounded really good to him right      now. Once  they were  both covered,  he pulled     Blueberry  down,   spoiling  Blueberry  with      soft,              tender              kisses.

 ᒥ  ~♥~  ᒧ When   Blueberry  said  those   special      words, Sans’ face  flushed a bright blue. The      only other person he had ever heard an ‘I love      you’ from was his brother, and Sans normally      followed that  up with  a pun, which only made     Papyrus angry. In this  situation, however, he      could  only  smile  softly.  He  was  touched,      overjoyed,    and     responded     gratefully;

*i-- i never thought i’d hear someone say that. ah man, i-- i love you too, blueberry

* YOU LIKE THAT KIND OF THING?! THAT SOUNDS SO WEIRD--IS THAT KIND OF THING EVEN REAL?

*it’s really not as weird as you think, little buddy. you should try it sometime, you might like it.

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 ᒥ  ~♥~  ᒧ Once Blueberry   started  calling  out     Sans’ name, Sans definitely  didn’t last long.      Within a few moments he   tensed  up,  gasping      loudly and  crying out  lustfully  as he  rode      out   his   orgasm    hard,   spattering   his      partners lower spine  and pelvic  bone  with a     pink,  pearlescent,  sparkling  substance, and      after  a  moment  his  hand  began  tightening      around Blueberry’s spinal  cord. After a few      moments, and feeling the other lose it shortly      behind him, his grip loosened and his arm fell      tiredly          to           his         side.

 ᒥ  ~♥~  ᒧ His eyes drifted to his partner, his face      was  lit a  rather  bright  blue, and  his  eye      finally died down  back to  it’s normal white.      He couldn’t help but crack a warm smile, moving      tired hands up a little  to embrace Blueberry      affectionately. And, with a small nuzzle to his      lovely   partners  cheek,   he  quietly   said;

*we should… do that… again sometime, blueberry.

* YOU LIKE THAT KIND OF THING?! THAT SOUNDS SO WEIRD--IS THAT KIND OF THING EVEN REAL?

*it’s really not as weird as you think, little buddy. you should try it sometime, you might like it.

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 ᒥ  ~♥~  ᒧ His free hand finally moved, rubbing the      top  of  Blueberry’s  pelvic   bone  quickly.      Hearing him call Sans’ name like... like that,      brought  him way  closer  to his  end  than he      thought it  would.  His  moaning picked  up in      intensity  and   pitch,  loudly   calling  his      partners      name     without      restraint.

 ᒥ  ~♥~  ᒧ One thing he never thought he’d actually      be  into was  biting, but there  it was,  only      adding to  his pleasure  with each  bite along      the edges of his collar  bone. Sans could feel      he wasn’t going  to last much  longer, and had      much less self-restraint than his partner. His      eyes  shut   tightly,  his   moaning  becoming      hitched with each shaky breath he took. He was      barely able to speak in  his heightened state;

*blue--ahh~ blueberry i-- i’m almost--~ ahh~~ i’m really close~!!

* YOU LIKE THAT KIND OF THING?! THAT SOUNDS SO WEIRD--IS THAT KIND OF THING EVEN REAL?

*it’s really not as weird as you think, little buddy. you should try it sometime, you might like it.

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 ᒥ  ~♥~  ᒧ Within  a moment  his hand  quickened its      pace,  falling  into a  rhythm he  was  content      with.  His  hands  were  shaking,  but  he  was      working as  hard as his  mind would let  him to      try and please his partner.  He wasn’t entirely      confident that what he was doing was right, but      if the  noises Blueberry was  making any tell,      he   was   doing   alright   at   the   moment.

 ᒥ  ~♥~  ᒧ The pace  quickening  naturally  took its      toll on Sans, and his pitch  shifting up again,      coming  out  needy  and desperate.  Oh  god  he      couldn’t believe something could feel this good,      he couldn’t believe he got to feel something as      amazing  as this.  He  tried to  rock  his hips,      even a  little bit  with the other  holding him      down, trying to get a bit more intensity out of      each                                     thrust.

*a-ahh~ blueberry~~! ahhh--~~!!!

* YOU LIKE THAT KIND OF THING?! THAT SOUNDS SO WEIRD--IS THAT KIND OF THING EVEN REAL?

*it’s really not as weird as you think, little buddy. you should try it sometime, you might like it.

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 ᒥ  ~♥~  ᒧ After a moment, Sans’  back arches to the      touch,  trying  to get  more  out of  each  kiss     Blueberry was giving him.  Once his tongue made      contact  with Sans’ collar  bone, he  cried out      loudly. Each little  lap to his  collar bone had      him  moaning,  again  and   again,  calling  out     Blueberry’s name,  his  eyes half  shut and his      entire       body        emitting       hearts.

 ᒥ  ~♥~  ᒧ He couldn’t even move his hips, his pelvis      was being  held in  place, all  he could  do was      moan. His fingers  tried to dig  into floor, and      when they weren’t  able to,  they moved  up, one      firmly  attaching   itself  to  the   middle  of     Blueberry’s spine, trembling  and shaking as he      started gently  pumping his hand,  and the other      locked  behind  Blueberry’s  head  to  try  to      encourage him to lick along his collar bone more.

* YOU LIKE THAT KIND OF THING?! THAT SOUNDS SO WEIRD--IS THAT KIND OF THING EVEN REAL?

*it’s really not as weird as you think, little buddy. you should try it sometime, you might like it.

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 ᒥ  ~♥~  ᒧ He  smiled  a bit  into the  kiss,  moaning      softly, and rocking his hips against Blueberry’s      hand, to  get that  little extra  friction against      his bone.  His  body was trembling,  his eyes were      shut softly. He finally  felt like he was actually      ready                   for                  this.

 ᒥ  ~♥~  ᒧ His eyes met with Blueberry’s once he was      on the ground.  This was really,  really going to      happen. And despite the  fact Blueberry did look      like him  and Sans really  hated  his own  looks,     Sans still found  him gorgeous  and perfect.  And      the  way  he  licked his  lips had  him  shudder.

 ᒥ  ~♥~  ᒧ When he felt  that bone rub up  against his      tail bone he gasped, a rather  lewd moan escaping      his mouth and two hands  snaking their way around     Blueberry’s hips. He tried to urge the other to do      that   again,   because    that   felt   amazing;

*o-oh god, blueberry-- do that again, do that again--~

* YOU LIKE THAT KIND OF THING?! THAT SOUNDS SO WEIRD--IS THAT KIND OF THING EVEN REAL?

*it’s really not as weird as you think, little buddy. you should try it sometime, you might like it.