Snowed In

Chapter 2

Papyrus often wondered why his brother would make physical contact so awkward. The rare hugs he'd receive would quickly be disrupted with Sans coming up with a crappy excuse why the hug wouldn't be longer. Excuses like, 'the ketchup bottle is leaking' or 'i need to pluck my nose hairs'. They didn't even have hair! This day will be different, though. The Great Papyrus will make sure that they cuddle all the way through, even before bed time! He loved the contact with his older sibling, and often craved it. He loved the warmth that would bubble up in his soul, and seeing a different side to Sans was always something special. He'd always treasure those moments deep in his skull, never to forget. But now at this perfect moment, he wanted to live in it. Create new memories, and strengthen their strong bond.

    Sans had his pupils glued to the TV, seemingly mesmerized. Each breath he took was small and light, carefree and very... Him. Papyrus scooted closer and shuffled the fluffy blanket that was draped over them. He froze, waiting for the other's reaction. Sans didn't seem to notice. So far, so good. Papyrus made it to where both of their hips met. The older sibling tensed.

    Sans looked up quickly and turned his head. An light blue blush was dusted on his cheeks, complimenting his rather round face and large eyes. The concealing grin that was always present slightly faltered. "uh... you okay, bro? ya need anything?"

    Yes. Papyrus smiled and shook his head. "NOPE!" He then squirmed closer and wrapped two long arms around the other. He squeezed them gently, feeling their body tense. He could feel that familiar warmth flutter in his chest. He dropped his head and nuzzled against his sibling's shoulder and sighed happily.

    Sans's breath hitched in surprise. "p-paps? what're y-you doin'?" He struggled slightly in his brother's gentle grip, but failed at escape.

    Papyrus closed his eyes and took in a deep breath, and then exhaled peacefully. "Stop squirming," he lightly demanded in a soft tone. He could feel his soul pounding against his ribcage, something that would only happen when he'd have contact with his relative or just thinking about them. It was such a good feeling, and wanted it to last longer. "Just... Relax..."

Sans's eyes widened as he fought the urge to teleport in his room or turn to dust right in Papyrus's arms. He could feel the other's soul pounding in excitement, causing his own to respond. It began to glow a bright blue, shining through his white Tee. Sans flushed and immediately covered his chest. It was considered very inappropriate for a monster's soul to show. It was like a taboo for others to see such a sight. Only soul mates had the right to see each other's being and arousal. When two monster's souls shine in sync, they were destined to be life partners. Even if the monsters didn't have interest in each other at that moment, almost every time they'd cross paths once again. It was the way of nature to make sure that those two would stay together for eternity. It was extremely rare for two monsters of the same bloodline to become soul mates, but it wasn't impossible. The society treated that fact in different ways. He fully knew well that it was banned and frowned upon in human culture. Humans despised the idea and action of two members with the same blood to be in that kind of relationship.

    Sans grunted and cursed himself internally. This can't... This shouldn't be possible. He looked off in the distance with a troubled expression, much to Papyrus's distaste. He wanted to sink in his brother's arms, while another part of him wanted to run away.

    Papyrus leaned in and nuzzled more, and then slowly slipped his fingers underneath the other's shirt, grazing fingers above their ribs. He pressed his index finger over the sternum and stroked back and forth. Papyrus blushed heavily as he felt Sans arch his back sensually. "Does it feel good?"

    Sans winced and couldn't help pushing into the touch. "yes, b-but-"

    "Skeletons don't have butts."

    Papyrus then continued to massage and and followed a simple pattern. He shuddered at each groan that would spill out of San's mouth. He loved to hear such loving and pleased sounds from his older brother.

    Sans gave up and into submission. He really wanted this to happen, but figured it never would. He had great fear that this act would ruin their relationship... Or would it make them closer than ever before? That thought caused him to relax in the other's arm, finally accepting the treatment he always fantasized about. "bro, d-do you know what you're d-doing?"

    His movements paused. "Of course, dear. I'm helping you feel good!" Papyrus then resumed with just as much grace and care. He could feel cold radiating from the other's soul, practically chilling his hand and the bone he was caressing. Papyrus always thought of how unique that was for Sans's soul essence to be cold, unlike his own and many others. It was actually a rare phenomenon for a monster to have cold magic. Papyrus at times would even be jealous.

    Sans chuckled dryly and then halted his brother's roaming hand. "no, like... do you know what this means?" He could feel a blush push its way harder onto his face.

    Papyrus stuttered shyly, taken aback. "O-OF COURSE I DO!" He then dropped his tone once again. "I'm not that naive, brother." The grip he held on the smaller body tightened slightly. "I want you to feel good... And possibly, me feel g-good with you..."

    Sans thought to himself if his face could get any darker a shade of blue than what it already was. He continued to hold Papyrus's hand gently, gliding his finger back and forth. He could feel powerful pangs of sincere happiness and contentment. "paps... you really feel that way?"

    "OF COURSE!"

"i do too, bro."

    Papyrus allowed a goofy laugh to erupt from his throat. "WOWIE! WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME?"

    "i didn't want to weird you out."

    "Nyeheheh, well now you know!" And with that, Papyrus faced Sans's body towards him with ease. He then looked down and inched his face closer until -clack-

    Sans immediately melted into the well attempted kiss. Not having lips didn't really help, but the thought that went into it have the same affect. He then gasped as he felt something wet press against his teeth. His eyes shot wide open.

    Papyrus jumped and pulled back quickly, alarmed. His small eyes arched in concern. "DID I DO SOMETHING WRONG!? IM SO SORRY!"

    His soul became drenched in guilt at his overreaction. "no no no! you did great, i-i just got surprised is all."

    "Oh! Okay!" Papyrus's face flushed a light orange and he bashfully looked to the side. "But, uhm... Should we take this... Elsewhere?"

    Sans blushed at Papyrus's sweet and gentle manor. Perfect. My bro is perfect. Sans nodded his head and awkwardly rubbed the back of his skull. "S-sure, bro."

    Suddenly, Papyrus swept up the smaller skeleton and held them tightly. He skipped upstairs into his own room and lightly placed Sans down on the plush carpet. He then turned around slowly and shut the door until a small 'click' was heard.

    "B-bro?" Sans sat up on his elbows and scooted back as Papyrus sat back on the bed. His brother answered with a slightly sloppy kiss. It was desperate though, he thought. He could feel the hot breath warm his teeth. Sans groaned as he felt those beautiful hands caress his hips. 

    Papyrus tilted his head and pushed out his tongue once again. He stroked Sans's mouth and whined, wanting him to open up. He then brushed his hand lower in Sans's inner-thigh. Papyrus gasped in a sultry way, causing Sans to react and finally open his mouth. Nyeh heh heh...

    Papyrus quickly pushed his tongue inside, face burning hot now. He never knew he was capable of such lewd things, or even knew he wanted to participate in it. This is different... Papyrus lifted Sans's small body into his lap and huffed heavily and his older brother pushed back. His thick blue tongue caressed and danced his his skinny orange tongue. Papyrus scooted back onto the bed and rolled his hips into Sans's. He could feel that familiar tightening in his lower regions.

An obvious orange glow was showing from between his legs. Sans shakily reached over and pulled down the from of Papyrus's pajama pants, revealing a something he'll never forget.