"What? No! I was just, um..." Ink's gaze flickered around as if searching for an excuse. "It doesn't matter." He quickly put on a bright smile, but his eyelights shifted to hearts as he looked her over again. "What are you doing here?"
Now it was (Y/n)'s turn to look around as if trying to generate an excuse. "I was just checking to make sure you were alright." The excuse sounded flimsy even to her, and she shifted uncomfortably in front of him as he cocked his head to the side.
"You saw?" He already knew the answer, so she nodded nervously. "You haven't told me you're disgusted yet, so I take it you're interested?" His words were simultaneously flirty and blunt, and he leaned towards her with a smirk.
She flushed red and awkwardly looked away. "Well, I mean, um-" He suddenly stood, pulling her into his arms and dipping her down. She let out a squeak of surprise, eyes locked on his eyelights as they took in her flustered expression with clear desire. She didn't know what emotion the pink vial was, but with the way he was looking at her now, she had to wonder if it was lust.
"You want me, don't you?" he teased, wiggling his browbones suggestively. She didn't realize her face could get any hotter, and as her eyes did their utmost to avoid looking at him, she realized he was right.
So she smirked back at him, saying flirtatiously, "I could say the same thing to you." This time it was his turn to be surprised, but he quickly masked it with confidence.
"Maybe." He leaned closer to whisper in her ear, his breath ghosting across her skin. "Does that mean I get to make you my masterpiece?" She shivered as one of his hands trailed down her back, sliding over her ass to squeeze her thigh, pulling her leg up so it hooked around his hip. With their bodies completely up against each other, she could feel his arousal pressing against her thigh, and she bit her lip.
"I don't see why not," she mumbled, meeting his lustful gaze with her confident one. He smirked, grabbing his giant paintbrush as he righted her, and with one flick of his wrist, he used his ink to change her outfit. It was the outfit he drew her in, and as his eyelights ran up her body with admiration, he concluded it looked even better in person. The heat already drove him crazy, but with the love/lust mix in the pink vial ramping up his pre-existing desire to fuck her silly, it made him all the more excited to use all those pent-up dirty thoughts he'd been getting all week to turn his art into reality.
(Y/n) looked down at her new outfit and tried in vain to cover up her immodesty. It was rainbow colored lingerie leaving little to the imagination with frilly bra cups and a thong. She might as well have been wearing nothing at all, but despite her embarrassment, Ink couldn't keep his eyelights to himself. Her mind instantly conjured up images of her in the poses he'd drawn her in, and her face turned crimson—and based on the way his multicolored tongue ran over his teeth, he was imagining the exact same thing.
With one flick of Broomie, Ink derobed completely, and the next second he was on her, his hands running up and down her body as he pressed his teeth to her lips. He felt every inch of her bare skin, opening his mouth to slide his tongue against her lips. She wrapped her arms around his neck, letting out quiet whimpers into his mouth as one of his hands gently squeezed her breast. He shivered at her sounds, his boney fingers wrapping around her thighs to pull her up and into him. She jumped and he caught her, and she wrapped her legs around him as he swirled his tongue around hers, pushing her back into a wall to keep her there. His hands squeezed her thighs as he broke the kiss to run his tongue down her neck, leaving bite marks all the way down to the top of her breasts. She let out quiet squeaks at the pain, and he hummed in appreciation as his dick rubbed against her pussy.
Ink brought his teeth back to her lips, and (Y/n) let out a quiet moan as his hands moved to her ass, adjusting her between him and the wall so he was lined up with her dripping entrance as the thong got pushed to the side. "You're already so wet for me~" he teased, his eyelights taking in her flushed appearance as her eyes darted away. "Now be a good girl and let me nail you against the wall like the masterpiece you are~" He pushed his dick inside her and she let out a gasp, her walls clenching around him as he muttered a curse under his breath. "Ngh, you're tight." He pulled out of her slowly, her juices coating his rainbow glowing dick as her hazy eyes focused on him. Thrusting inside her again, he watched her head roll back as she let out a loud moan, her fingers digging into his scapulas.
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Sans AU One-Shots
FanfictionDo you love Sans? How about the numerous AU versions of him? Of course you do, that's why you're reading this. So if you're looking for some X Reader oneshots with your favorite Sans, I might be able to sate that craving.
❀Ink❀ || wednesday. (HG)
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