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"For your eyes only."

(Sans x fem! reader - smut&fluff)

You trudge through the snow, your eyes scanning the dimly lit walkway for any sign of your little sibling, Frisk. You've been searching for what feels like hours, but hide and seek with frisk is always like this.

As you turn a corner, you notice a small package waiting for you on a nearby rock. It's wrapped in brown paper and twine, with a note that reads: "For your eyes only."

Curious, you unwrap the package to find a beautifully crafted music box. The melody it plays is hauntingly familiar – it's the same tune that plays on the cliffside of Mount Ebott, where you first met Sans and the gang.

A shiver runs down your spine as you wonder who could have left this gift. You look around, but there's no one in sight…

Over the next few days, you receive more mysterious gifts and messages. A bouquet of rare underground flowers appears on your doorstep, accompanied by a poem that speaks of secret admiration. A small, exquisite painting of the underground's sunset shows up on your wall, signed only with a single letter: "S".

You're both intrigued and unsettled by these gestures. Who could be behind them? And why are they so afraid to reveal themselves?

Wanting to uncover the identity of your secret admirer, you begin to investigate. You ask Papyrus if he knows anything, but he just shakes his head and tells you about how he wishes someone would do that for him.

Determined, you decide to follow the trail of clues yourself. You retrace your steps through the woods, searching for any hint that might lead you to the mysterious gift-giver.

It isn't until you stumble upon a hidden area in the forest that you finally find what you're looking for. Surrounded by foliage, you discover a series of sketches and poems that seem to be about… you.

The artwork depicts you exploring the underground, laughing with Papyrus, and even sitting alone on a rock overlooking a waterfall. The poems speak of admiration and longing – someone has been watching you from afar.

And then you see it: a sketch of yourself standing next to Sans at Grillby's barbeque stand at last year's annual gathering event followed by something scribbled out multiple times

Your heart skips a beat as realization dawns on you – Sans…

Feeling both excited and nervous; you seek out where he usually sits, next to the ruins entrance.

You find Sans sitting cross-legged against his usual tree stump - lazily shuffling playing cards around with magic.

"S-Sans?" You start, nervously picking at your nails.

Sans looks up, his eyes locking onto yours with a mixture of surprise and sheepishness. He freezes, the cards hovering in mid-air, as he takes in your presence. For a moment, you just stare at each other, the only sound being the distant hum of the underground's eerie ambiance.

Sans is the first to break the silence, his voice barely above a whisper. "Hey kiddo… " He trails off, his eyes darting away from yours as he attempts to put the cards away.

You take a step closer, your heart racing with anticipation. "Sans, can I talk to you for a minute?" You ask, trying to sound casual despite the butterflies in your stomach.

Sans nods slowly, still not meeting your gaze. He sets the cards aside and pats the ground next to him, inviting you to sit down. As you do, he lets out a deep breath and finally looks up at you, his expression full of vulnerability.

"You found out," he says quietly, his voice laced with a hint of resignation. "I guess I wasn't as sneaky as I thought."

You smile softly, feeling humorous. "Found out what?" You ask, already knowing the answer.

Sans chuckles nervously and rubs the back of his head. "You uh.." He pauses, realizing you were joking. "I've had feelings for you for a while now... but I didn't know how to tell you."

“So you stalked me and left me little gifts?” you smile.

Sans's face turns a deep shade of blue as he looks down, his voice low. "I wouldn't call it stalking, exactly... I just wanted to get your attention, and I didn't know how else to do it." He pauses, scratching the back of his head again. "I guess I'm just not very good at this whole 'expressing feelings' thing."

He looks up at you, his eyes locking onto yours with a mixture of nervousness and hope.

"But I uh... Y’know, you're just so pretty and nice all the time, and I dunno… you just make me feel things that I've never felt before." He takes a deep breath, his voice wavering slightly as he continues.

"I was afraid that if I told you how I felt, you'd think I'm weird or something.. I don't wanna make you uncomfortable.” Sans looks down again, his shoulders slumping in defeat. "But I guess it's too late for that now, heh. You already think I'm a stalker." He trails off, waiting for your response with a slow breath.

As he sits there, looking vulnerable and unsure of himself, you can't help but feel a pang of affection for him. Something is endearing about the way he's willing to put himself out there, even if it means getting hurt. You reach out and gently place a hand on his shoulder, feeling a spark of electricity as your skin touches.

"Hey, It's okay, Sans," you say softly. "I'm not going anywhere."

Sans's eyes flicker up to yours, a hint of surprise and hope in them. He looks at your hand on his shoulder, then back at your face, his expression softening. "yeah?" he asks, his voice barely above a whisper.

“Mhm,” you confirm.

He takes a deep breath, and you can see the tension in his body begin to ease. His shoulders relax, and he looks up at you with a small smile. "I- cool, yeah," he says, his voice still quiet. "I was kinda worried that you were uh… creeped out or something."

Sans looks up at you again, his eyes searching for permission or reassurance. "Do you... do you feel the same way?" he asks, his voice shaky. The question hangs in the air between you, leaving you feeling breathless and unsure of how to respond.

You smile softly, feeling a flutter in your chest. You take your chance and lean in.

As you do, Sans's eyes lock onto yours, and he meets you halfway. Your lips touch his teeth, and it's like nothing you've ever felt before. The kiss is soft and gentle, but it's filled with a pang of newness.

Sans's hands come up to cup your face, his fingers brushing against your skin as he deepens the kiss. You lean in, and your heart skips a beat as you realize that this is happening.

You both move slowly and sweetly, with a sense of tentative exploration. It's like you're both feeling each other out, trying to gauge the other's reactions and emotions. But as the moment stretches on, you can feel the tension between you building, until it's almost unbearable.

As you break apart for air, Sans looks at you with a dazed expression, his eyes shining with happiness. "Heh heh," he laughs nervously. I've been wanting to do that for too long."

He smiles at you, his face radiant with joy. "I'm really glad I took the chance," he says, his voice filled with emotion. You can't help but smile back at him, feeling a sense of connection and intimacy that you've never felt before.

Later -

You find yourself lounging on the couch in Sans's house, surrounded by the glow of the TV and fast food containers. Sans is sitting next to you, his arm draped casually over your shoulders as you both watch Alphys and Undyne engage in a heated game of "just dance" on the TV.

Papyrus is sitting on the floor, his back against the coffee table as he slurps on takeout spaghetti. He looks up at you and grins, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "Hey, the human's older sister! This human game is the best!"

Alphys and Undyne are completely absorbed in their game, shouting insults and encouragement at each other as they battle for dance dominance. Sans chuckles and shakes his head, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Those two are something else," he says, his voice low and amused.

You smile and lean into him, feeling a sense of comfort and belonging. It's nice to just hang out with friends, without any drama or stress. You glance over at Papyrus, who's now watching you two with interest.

"Hey, bro," Sans says, noticing Papyrus's gaze. "What's up?"

Papyrus grins mischievously. "Just wondering when you two are going to make it official," he says, wiggling his eyebrows.

Undyne pauses their game, looking over at you with interest. She raises an eyebrow. "Official? What's going on here?"

Sans rolls his eyes good-naturedly. "Oh.. nothing," he says. "Don't worry bout it"

But Papyrus is intrigued. "Come on! Spill the beans! Are you two a thing now?"

You feel your face heat up, but Sans just laughs and pulls you up off of the couch. "Maybe we'll talk about it later," he says slyly.

The room falls silent for a moment as everyone waits for you to say something but then Alphys speaks up saying 'I ship it!' making everyone laugh including yourself.

Sans drags you to his bedroom (it's clean - papyrus makes him tidy up every Sunday) and lies down on his bed.

“Finally some privacy,” he sighs.

“Finally,” you giggle, mocking him.

You find yourself lying down next to Sans on his bed. The room is quiet and cozy, with only the sound of Papyrus's distant laughter and Alphys's excited chatter traveling from downstairs. Without saying a word, Sans reaches out and gently brushes a strand of hair behind your ear. His fingers graze your skin, sending shivers down your spine. You feel a flutter in your chest as he leans in closer, his face inches from yours.

Suddenly, you're kissing again, soft and gentle at first, but quickly growing more passionate. You feel yourself melting into the kiss, your arms wrapping around his neck as he deepens the kiss.

As you break apart for air, Sans's hands begin to roam over your body, tracing the curves of your waist and hips. You can feel the heat emanating from his touch, and you know that things are about to get interesting.

Sans pulls you closer, his lips crashing down onto yours once again. This time, the kiss is more urgent, more desperate. You can feel the hunger in his touch, the desire to consume you whole.

“Sans,” you whine. “Touch me… please.”

Sans's eyes light up with desire as he hears your plea, and he quickly obliges. His hands move down to your thighs, his fingers tracing the edge of your shorts before unbuttoning them and slipping underneath. You feel your heat drip as his fingers brush against your skin.

As he touches you, Sans's body language becomes even more intense, his fingers gripping your hips with a fierce passion. You can feel his hunger for you growing with every passing moment, and you know that you're on the verge of something incredible.

Sans's fingers dance across your clit, teasing you as he explores every inch of your body. You feel yourself getting lost in the sensation, your mind clouding over with pleasure as he touches all the right spots. He slides one finger to the entrance of your pussy and sighs.

“Can I?” He asks carefully.

“Y- yes please,” you moan.

"Shit,” Sans breathes. “Do y’know how long I- I've wanted to touch you, to taste you... to make you mine.”

With that, Sans's finger slips inside of you, his thumb on your clit.

As the heat between you two builds, Sans suddenly pulls back and looks at you with a mischievous glint in his eye. "I want to see all of you," he whispers, his voice barely audible over the sound of your ragged breathing. You notice his blue glowing cock poking out of his pants.

“Off,” you point at his pants as you pull down your shorts and take off your shirt, revealing you have no bra on.

Sans doesn't wait a second to follow your orders, letting his cock spring out of his shorts. Once you have gotten fully undressed, Sans goes right back to fingering you. An idea pops into your head, and you spit on your hand, slowly moving it towards sans dick.

As you spit on your hand, he looks up at you with a mixture of surprise and excitement. His eyes lock onto yours, and he can't help but let out a low moan as your hand wraps around his cock.

You start to stroke him slowly, your hand moving up and down his length, as you continue to lie there, exposed and vulnerable. Sans's fingers never stop moving, still pumping and rubbing you as he pleasures your body.

The sensation of his fingers inside you, combined with the feeling of his cock in your hand, is almost too much to bear. You can feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge, your body trembling with anticipation.

Sans's eyes never leave yours, his gaze burning with intensity as he watches you touch him. He seems to be savoring every moment, every sensation, and you can tell that he's been waiting for this for a long time.

As you continue to stroke him, Sans's movements become more urgent, his fingers moving faster and deeper inside you. Suddenly, Sans leans in close, his skull brushing against your ear.

“I- I'm close,” he groans.

“Me too..” you reply.

“Alright sweet thing, we’ll cum together, alright?” You whimper at his loving but dominant behavior and nod slowly.

After a few seconds, you and Sans both reach your climax, ruining his once-clean bedsheets. Your moans and groans combine into a sexual symphony, hopefully not to be heard outside of his room. You both collapse into each other's arms, sighing contently at your release.

“You're beautiful, y’know that right,” he sighs.

You blush and giggle but before you can reply-

“HEY! WHAT’ER YOU LITTLE FREAKS DOING UP THERE, YOU TOLD US YOU’D WATCH MEW MEW KISSY CUTIE! ALPHYS WAS SO EXCITED!,” Undyne shouts through the door.

You and Sans rush to put on your clothes and Sans opens the door casually.

“Be down in a sec, chill out!” He turns back to you and helps you up off of the bed.

“We'll continue this later, yeah?”

You nod in agreement and walk down the stairs to have a fun movie night with your best friends.

Thanks for reading! like if you enjoyed - lmk if you have any comments or suggestions on how i write!

#undertale #sans undertale #sans x reader #sans au #deltarune

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starbuug · 4 months ago

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glowing in the fog

(sans x reader smut!) - not proofread

As Frisk's older sister, getting used to monsters was easy, but Sans was different. when you first met him, he seemed distant and lazy. A jokester with zero compassion. This, however, was one of your worst assumptions. As the months went by you found yourself following his every move, quickly learning just how mysterious the skeleton really was. The feelings developed rather quickly and you ended up with a full-blown crush on him.

You two were close, no doubt. You and him started finding many things in common and spent almost every day together, with tension building.

One foggy night, you and Sans decided to visit the ruins underground and do some exploring. You can't help but feel a shiver run down your spine as you walk alongside Sans through the abandoned area. The air is thick with mist, and the only sound is the rare crunch of leaves beneath your feet. You've grown accustomed to his laid-back demeanor, but tonight, there's something different about him. A shift in his breath, a hint of excitement that he's trying to hide. His skeletal frame seems to glow in the dim light, and you can't help but notice the way his eyes shift towards you every few minutes. You've had a crush on him for what feels like an eternity, and being this close to him is making it harder to ignore.

"Hey," he says, his voice low. "You okay? You seem a little… distracted."

"Yeah, I'm fine," you say, trying to sound nonchalant. "Just enjoying the... view?"

Sans chuckles and falls into step beside you. "The view?" he repeats, his eyes glinting with amusement. "You mean the rubble of the ruins?"

You blush in embarrassment and slowly nod, trying to keep your eyes on the path ahead. But Sans isn't having it. He reaches out and gently turns your face towards him.

"or.." he says, slowly. "you're talking about me"

Your heart skips a beat as his bony fingers brush against your skin. You feel your legs turn to jelly, and suddenly, you're aware of just how close you are to him. His small white pupils flicker all around your face. And in that moment, you know that he feels it too - this tension between you that's been building for months.

Without thinking, you lean in close, your lips brushing against Sans's pearly teeth. He doesn't pull away; instead, he deepens the kiss, his bony hand slips down from your face and onto your waist, and the other holds your chin in place.

The world around you melts away, leaving only two souls consumed by their desires. The fog swirls around like a living thing, tendrils curling around ankles, creating a lustful atmosphere.

He slowly backs you up against the wall and pins your arms on both sides of your body - never breaking the kiss.

"Fuck," he groans into your mouth.

You swallow a moan as you feel his erection pressing against your belly, and it sends a surge of excitement through you. Until you realize - he's a skeleton.. how does he?

Sans senses your confusion and looks down at the glowing shaft in his basketball shorts.

"it's ah.. magic." He looks slightly worried as to what you might say next. "It's kind of hard to explain ya' know?"

You look down at the bulge and move your hand to it, giving an experimental squeeze.

"S-shit.. sweetheart you can't just.."

"So you can feel everything?" You interrupt him with your question.

"Yeah, works like a humans, but its.."

"Blue and glowing, and magic," You look back up at him with an amused glint in your eye.

"Yeah.. heh," You notice he looks really worked up from your touch.

You can't help but smile at the sight of Sans, his usual calm demeanor ruffled by your touch. You give his erection another squeeze, and he lets out a strangled groan.

"Jeez, kid, you're gonna kill me," he whispers, his eyes closed in pleasure.

You lean in close, your lips brushing against his skull. "I think I'm just getting started," you whisper back, your voice husky with desire.

Sans's eyes snap open, and he looks at you with a mixture of excitement and lust. You can tell he's not sure what to expect from you, but he's more than willing to find out.

He watches you slowly get to your knees, and slide down his basketball shorts. He's big, or, at least the magic portrays it that way.

Sans's eyes widen in anticipation. He watches with a slow breath as you expose his glowing erection. The blue light emitting from it illuminates the surrounding fog, creating an otherworldly ambiance.

You glance up at Sans, and he can't help but smile at the sight of you on your knees, his shaft in front of you. He looks like he's savoring the moment, enjoying the anticipation building up inside him.

Sans's eyes lock onto yours as you wrap your hand around the base of his shaft. He lets out a low hiss as you give it a gentle squeeze. The sound sends goosebumps to your skin. You lean forward, your lips parting as you prepare to take him in. Sans's eyes never leave yours, his gaze burning with intensity. As your lips brush against the tip of his shaft, Sans lets out a whimper. His hands move to your hair, gently guiding you as you take him deeper into your mouth. The glowing light radiating from him casts an ethereal glow, causing it to shine through your skin.

The sensation of his magic cock in your mouth is unlike anything you've ever experienced before. It's like a spark of electricity has been ignited inside you, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body. You can feel yourself getting lost in the sensation, losing all sense of control as Sans starts to gently thrust into your mouth.

He starts to move his hips in a slow, rhythmic motion. You feel his hands tighten in your hair, gently guiding you as you move up and down his length. Sans's eyes are closed, his face contorted in a mixture of pleasure and concentration. You suck gently at his tip and then relax your jaw as he guides his cock inside. You hollow your cheeks and moan around his erection. The sensation sends electric shocks up sans spine. He stutters out a moan and grips tighter on your hair, picking up the speed of his thrusts.

After a bit, Sans's eyes suddenly snap open, and he looks down at you with an intense gaze. "h.. hey, sweetheart," he groans, his voice low and husky. "I'm close.."

As Sans reaches the edge, he lets out a strangled groan and releases himself into your mouth. The glowing shaft pulses with energy as he cums, filling your mouth with a warm, blue magical liquid. It tasted strange, like nothing you've ever had before, but it wasn't gross at all. You swallow instinctively, feeling the magical liquid slide down your throat and spread through your body.

Sans's eyes are still locked on yours, his gaze intense and piercing as he watches you swallow. He looks like he's savoring the moment, enjoying the sight of you with his cum in your mouth.

As you finish, Sans lets out a deep sigh and fully pulls out of your mouth. His cock is still semi-hard, but it's no longer glowing with the same intensity as before. He looks relieved, but also still hungry for more.

"Listen, sweetheart.." he starts. "You didn't have to do that y'know."

"I know sans, don't worry," you reassure him. "I wanted to, pinky swear," you hold out your pinky and he does the same.

"I gotta take you somewhere nice, somewhere you haven't been," He says as he helps you up. "On a real date. I don't want this to be a weird one-time thing."

"Well," you say, looking up at him with a smile. "I want to get to know you on a different level, Sans. And I have to say, I'm curious about what kind of 'special' date you might plan."

Sans chuckles and grins, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Oh, I've got a few tricks up my sleeve," he says. "Or rather, in my skull." He winks at you, and you can't help but laugh. He laughs along with you, and then pulls you into a hug.

"Then maybe," he whispers into your ear, "I can return the favor in a more comfortable area"

His words are laced with a suggestive tone, and you can't help but wonder what he has in mind. You lean into his hug, feeling the warmth of his skeletal body and the gentle pressure of his bones against yours.

As you stand there, wrapped in each other's arms, you feel a sense of intimacy wash over you.

"I'll take you up on your offer, skeledude," you giggle at your own cringy words and Sans pushes away from the hug, groaning.

"Oh, no nevermind," he jokes, "You've absolutely ruined it."

You laugh and slap him playfully on the arm. "Hey! no take-backs!"

Sans chuckles and shakes his head, a grin still plastered on his face. "Alright, alright, I guess I'm stuck with ya now," he says, with false reluctance.

He takes your hand, and you can't help but notice the way his bony fingers intertwine with yours. It's a strange sensation, but it feels oddly natural.

As you walk towards the exit of the ruins, Sans teases you about your "skeledude" comment, joking that it's going to be a long night if you're going to keep making bad jokes like that. You laugh and playfully defend yourself, reminding him of his fair share of bad puns.

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Thank you so much for reading! this was my first fic so lmk if theres anything i should do differently!

#undertale #sans undertale #sans x reader #smut #smut and fluff #first fic #one shot?#help i need ideas

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