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Underswap papyrus x reader lemon12/8/2023 He leans closer for a moment before completely ignoring your existence. You flinch, his intense stare sending shivers crawling up and down your spine. He just intimidated you and sent your little heart fluttering about in your chest, sending tingles of pleasure throughout your body. You say nothing, mouth glued shut in flustered admiration. "(Y/n)? What're you doing here, bruh?" He inquires, giving you his full undivided attention. That's not." He pauses, his purple pinpricks sliding to you cautious surprise. Sans ways a gloved hand, the uncovered white fingertips flicked back and forth. ![]() "S-sans? Hey, are you alright?" Your voice was soft, but clearly held concern on meant different levels. Your stiff foot falls echo, and as you approach the mumbling skeleton, he doesn't notice your first greeting. You really needed to give that a look over. A shudder goes up your spine as you cringe. You take a hesitant step out of the metal box before the doors snap shut with a metallic screech to match. You suppress a whine, maybe you should have waited for Papyrus. He seemed to be the only one in the lab, too. ![]() The moment you look up, you notice Sans sitting backwards in a chair. The elevator dings, sending you shooting up to a standing position. Working usually cleared your head of your dirtiest thoughts. You crouched into a standing ball on the elevator, lightly whacking your head with your clipboard you picked up. Why did you ask him that question!? He was your best friend and all, but he was definitely not the monster to ask. You huff, panting slightly with a soft whined moan of agony. He could only wait and ask later, you were his second most bestest friend ever, beside his brother, of course. What's got you all worked up today? He sighs, lugging the lunch boxes in his arms toward the sliding doors that just shut after you. Papyrus' brow bones furrow in innocent concern. ![]() "Th-there's no particular reason behind it Papyrus!!" You squeal, practically running to the metal doors not to far from you and Papyrus, especially at the brisk jogging pace you chose. "N-no, why is it that you ask, hu- (Y/n)?" He clears his throat awkwardly. Papyrus' walk falters, but he quickly resumes his bouncy pace. You suck in a deep breath, clenching your sweater sleeves as your warm (e/c) eyes glued themselves to the rocky path. "Nyeh?" Papyrus looks down at you with a bright smile, urging you to continue. You've been a 'nerd' all your life, and you were proud to say this. The false sun glowed brightly as you both headed to a meeting place dear to you. "Hey, Papyrus?" Your cheeks flair a soft pink as you fiddled with the hem of your (f/c) sweater. Thank you for all the support, and here's my first lemon. They keep making it harder and harder for me when they keep messing up and throwing me every which way. Sorry for the long absent, I'm still trying to workout my school. ![]() You have been warned, no please proceed with caution and don't report. I REPEAT, A LEMON. That means there will be sexual themes that most will not be comfortable with.
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