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Dreemurr Academy #6 (Undertale Papyrus)

Dreemurr Academy, a prestigious closed-off college for monsters and humans alike of all ages and worlds.

This includes myself, though I'm sort of a in-between.

I'm Lynsie, the human anomaly. I'm a human, but I can do magic like monsters. I'm an oddball.

That's the thing about making a school that is open to multiple alternate dimensions. Weird things are bound to show up. Even a bunch of the same person. From what I saw on orientation day, the same faces are scattered around all around.

To fix these type of issues, everyone that has a multiple or doppelganger is given a school name so there's no confusion.

Other than that, it's fairly normal. The hierarchy is the simple.

The Deans are made up of the same people, skeleton monsters that go by the name of Gaster. One is a teacher of the Sciences, goes by Wingding. He's a kind and understanding man, but is known to pull a prank or two. They all speak in a typeface sign language but use telepathy magic so others understand. It's been said no one has ever heard their real voices and those that have are no longer at the academy.

Another Gaster dean teaches Home Economics, he goes by Wingy. He's a bubbly sweet guy that loves his work. Nothing makes him smile more than seeing the joy on a student's face when they take pride in being able to do something they first thought they couldn't.

Another Gaster dean teaches the studies of Magic, he is called Fall. At times, he can be cynical, malicious, and sarcastic. He has a commanding presence that exuded gravitas, authority and control, able to keep a class quiet without effort. Yet there is a kindness to him, it's rarely seen, but not unheard of.

Another Gaster dean teaches History, his nickname is Dings. A cold, bitter, and sometimes childish man. He tends to hold grudges against troublesome students and is extremely spiteful toward those whom he dislikes. Yet those that can take his punishments are rewarded with his respect. He is a teacher that commands respect and who's grades are earned with doom hanging over your head.

The Professors are also skeleton monsters, but not all are the same person. The Psychology professor is a guy named Papyrus but goes by Stretch. He's the favorite among students because he's so laid back. He chews a tooth pick in class to suppress his urge to smoke, but we all know he does so when on break. He's really good at reading students and helps out when able. All in all, he's the cool teacher.

The Literature professor is a Papyrus that is called Fell. He is the one teacher everyone dreads. Very strict and old fashioned. He does not tolerate interruptions and will humiliate those he feel need to be taken down a notch. Such things take there toll on him and often squeezes a stress ball that he keeps in his desk. But he is a very passionate man when it comes to his work and takes his subject seriously, even though this makes him into a bit of a grammar nazi which is why many students get low grades.

The Biology professor is a skeleton called Sans that sometimes goes by Classic, whatever that means. He is very cheesy and comes off as lazy, making puns that have people cringe yet secretly love them. He is very protective of his students and will go out of his way to help them. He does not tolerate bulling of any kind and can be quite scary. He's the second favorite among the students.

The Physical Education professor is also a Sans that goes by Pain. He is also a stern and old school type of teacher, only he tends to be more cruel in humiliation of students that are unprepared. While his scope is all around, he prefers the darker side of the study. Using borderline violence to weed out the weak that think taking his class is a easy A. There is mercy in his dojo, but it must be earned with blood, sweat, and tears.

The Students are broken into four groups based on which part of the four years they are currently in. The first years are called freshmen. Second years are sophomores. Third years are juniors. And fourth years are seniors. There are some variations on this topic, but this hierarchy of college students is still readily recognizable by everyone.

Me? This isn't my first rodeo but not my last. I'm a sophomore and have gotten the gist of who's who and what's what. I get along with students and teachers. I've always been a middle ground type of girl.

I didn't come looking for friends, but they just seemed to find me. Funny enough, my buddies are the brothers of the professors. Stretch's brother is a freshman, his name is Sans but goes by Rascal. Fell's brother, also a Sans, is a sophomore like me and goes by Edgy. Classic's brother is a Papyrus, a freshman that goes by Papy. And Pain's brother is a sophomore Papyrus by the name of Slim.

I've always been a tomboy. I prefer the guys company. They're different and fun, even if they can be a bit odd sometimes.

Rascal, as the nickname implies, is the school clown/prankster. He likes to test his limits and challenge authority, even dishevels his uniform to assert his individuality. He comes off as a slacker, but secretly very deep, clever, and loyal to a fault. He likes taking his brother's class so he can improve his skills with messing with people, mostly his brother as he disrupts his teachings when he sees a chance.

Edgy is shy around new people and slow to open up, enjoying a laugh with friends when able. Though he appears weak or even nerdy because of his glasses, he is far more tougher than he leads on. He doesn't take crap from anyone. When alone, he's angsty and borders on straight up angry. Getting a pissy attitude when annoyed. Like his brother, he is very passionate about literature and does his best to impress his brother, going so far as to become the teacher's pet.

Papy is easily the most loveable guy in the whole school. Very cheerful and optimistic, he tries his best no matter what. He doesn't like conflict and tries to keep his brother out of trouble when the teacher pulls a prank. I find it sweet of him to take his brother's class even though he doesn't particularly enjoy it, just so he can stay close to him. Like I said, this guy is a loveable soul.

Slim is easy going. He doesn't take things too seriously and never breaks a sweat over hard exams. The only thing that breaks his cool is his smoking, he really gets tense if he goes too long without his fix. He's incredibly smart and instinctual, good traits to have when dealing with his brother. While he does attend his brother's class, he merely does so as a request of his brother who likes to make sure he doesn't slack off due to not being challenged enough.

All of them are oddly related to each other in some form. Gaster's, Papyrus's, and Sans's are brothers. Yet I see them all as different people. I value them. They're helping me even if they don't know it. I am not so confident in myself. I tend to isolate myself, go at things lone wolf style. It's how I've always been. Then I met them and slowly my world began to expand bit by bit. I'm still not comfortable with others. But with them, I can step out from behind my mask for a bit, and really be myself around them.

Today is a typical day. Classes have so far been good. Again, knowing how to get by and being ready for them helps big time. The day just seemed to have gone by so quickly, I still can't believe the end of day bell rang and now I'm at my locker collecting my junk before heading out to my off campus home. I barely make it out the doors and turn on my MP3 player when a hand on my shoulder stops me.

"Oh, howdy Papy. What's up?"

"GREETINGS LYNSIE HUMAN. I'VE BEEN NOTICING AS OF LATE THAT YOU DON'T LIVE ON SCHOOL GROUNDS."

"That would be correct. I can't afford a dorm room on site. Heck, I'm lucky my grades keep my scholarship going so I can even come here and have enough left over for food."

"UNACCEPTABLE. IT IS DANGEROUS FOR A LADY TO WANDER ALONE."

"Awww...And here I thought chivalry was dead."

"WOULD I BE TOO BOLD TO ASK IF I MAY ESCORT YOU HOME?"

"Sure, I'd be honored. But what about your brothers?"

"IT'S FINE. GASTER WILL TAKE SANS HOME."

"Well alright then."

I start to walk off.

"UH...WHERE ARE YOU GOING?"

I pause.

"Home?"

"BY WALKING? NO, THAT WILL NOT DO. PLEASE, ALLOW ME..."

He holds up a set of keys.

"I didn't know you have a car."

"TO BE FAIR, YOU'VE NEVER ASKED."

"Touché."

He leads me over to the campus parking lot and comes to a stop at a cherry red top-down sports car.

"Dude...This is your car?"

"YES. IS THERE SOMETHING WRONG WITH IT?"

"It's a babe magnet."

"I ASSURE YOU IT'S JUST A CAR."

I can't help but giggle at him.

"Ever the adorable one."

"HUH?"

"Can I try something crazy real quick?"

"UM...SURE I GUESS?"

I take a small sprint then try to skid across the hood, while I make launch, I don't stick the landing and I fall over the other side.

"ARE YOU ALRIGHT?"

I pop up and dust off.

"I'm okay!"

"CAN I ASK WHY YOU DID THAT?"

"I saw it on TV once and wanted to try. I should've known I couldn't do it in a skirt. Damn near pulled it off me.""

I don't really care for the uniforms. Girls have to wear skirts, I hate it because of perverts taking up-skirt pics. But my little statement has him blushing a tiny bit.

"WELL...IN ANY CASE...LET'S GET IN."

We get in and after telling him my address, I notice he isn't going the right way.

"Uh...Papy? Where are we going?"

"I THOUGHT I'D TAKE US OVER TO THIS NICE BISTRO I FOUND. IT'S A LITTLE OUT OF THE WAY, BUT IF IT'S OKAY WITH YOU...?"

"Really? That sounds great. I didn't really fill up at lunch so I can go for a bite."

"I HOPE YOU'LL LIKE IT.IT'S ONE OF THOSE MTT BRAND PLACES."

"Cool!"

[30 minutes later]

We're seated at a covered table near the back. The place is packed, so we're lucky to have gotten this spot at all.

"SORRY ABOUT THE SEATING."

"It's no biggie. Cute place this is. How did you find it?"

"OH, I DIDN'T. SANS DID. HE RECOMMENDED IT TO ME."

"Really? Well that was rather nice of him."

"IT WAS. THOUGH IT WAS RUDE OF HIM TO EASE DROP ON MEEEEE...UH...MENUS! LOOK THE MENUS HAVE ARRIVED. HEH HEH HEH..."

Well that's a curve ball out of left field. I let it slide as the server gives us our menus and drinks.

"Hmmm...Do you wanna share a appetizer? I was thinking mozzarella sticks."

"THAT DOES SOUND GOOD. WHAT ABOUT SOME LOBSTER FOR THE MAIN MEAL?"

"A bit expensive. Fun fact, prior to it's popularity in mid 19th century, lobster was considered a mark of poverty or as a food for indentured servants or lower members of society, and servants specified in employment agreements that they would not eat lobster more than twice per week. Lobster was also commonly served in prisons, much to the displeasure of inmates. American lobster was initially deemed worthy only of being used as fertilizer or fish bait, and until well into the 20th century, it was not viewed as more than a low-priced canned staple food."

"REALLY? THAT IS INTERESTING. FUNNY HOW THINGS CHANGE LIKE THAT. HMMM...HOW ABOUT SPAGHETTI?"

"Sounds like a plan my man."

The server takes out order and menus before leaving.

"Well...That gives us some time to chat. How have you been Papy?"

"OH, I'VE BEEN WELL. THE CLASSES HAVEN'T BEEN TOO CRAZY."

"Yeah, first year can be pretty nutty. But it gets easy once you figure out how things go. If you pay attention to the professors, you can tell what makes them happy or annoys them, though good grades always makes them happy."

"THAT IS TRUE. THOUGH IT'S SOMETIMES HARDER TO TELL WHAT WILL MAKE SOME PEOPLE HAPPY IF YOU ARE INTENT ON GAINING THEIR FAVOR."

"Indeed. That doubles if the person or persons is more closed-off and introverted, you know? Hard to read the book's contents if you can't see past the cover."

"HEH, THAT WAS WELL SAID."

"I try. Study long enough in Professor Fell's class and thou's tongue shall cut with sharp wit and fine grace."

He claps with a smile and I blush a tad.

"Sorry. It just slips out."

"NO NEED TO APOLOGIZE. THAT WAS LOVELY. YOU MUST REALLY KEEP EDGY ON HIS TOES."

"I like to think we're equal in that class. Going at it in a tit for tat betterment battle. He reads, then I do, he tries to beat me, and I do better. A fun little back and forth that pushes us to our best. It's fun."

"HUH...IT SOUNDS LIKE YOU AND HIM ARE PRETTY CLOSE."

"I don't know about that. After meeting Slim, Edgy was the next corner of the friendship triangle our first year. Then Rascal and you popped up this year. That made the triangle evolve into a pentagon. Heh, any more friends and we'll end up like dodecahedron dice."

"OH! I DIDN'T KNOW YOU PLAYED DUNGEONS & DRAGONS."

I blink in confusion before snickering.

"Random segue aside...I don't play, but I do own a old monster manual from the early 90s. I love the creature art."

"*chuckles* THAT'S CUTE."

"What is?"

"YOU GOT IT FOR THE PICTURES."

"Yeah. *giggles* I did want to play once. But creating a character sheet seemed too confusing back then. It's ironic now, because I love lots of detail."

"WHAT IF, IN THE FUTURE, WE PLAY A GAME? I'LL EVEN HELP YOU WITH MAKING A CHARACTER."

"I don't know. The others might not be willing to play."

"THAT'S FINE. I WAS...I WAS KIND OF HOPING THIS WOULD BE SOMETHING JUST THE TWO OF US CAN DO."

"Awww...As nice as it sounds, I don't think I have the free time for it."

"OH COME ON. YOU CAN'T BE THAT BUSY."

"You'd be surprised."

"PLEASE? MAYBE WE CAN DO SOMTHING ELSE?"

"Like what?"

"DO YOU LIKE MINI GOLF? WE CAN DO THAT INSTEAD."

"I do like me some mini golf."

"SEE? WE CAN DO THAT TOGETHER."

"I don't know..."

"LYNSIE, PLEASE! DON'T MAKE ME BEG HERE."

Where is this coming from?

"Papy..."

Our little scene is broken by the server bringing our food and a uncomfortable silence looms over us for the rest of our time there. Not another sound apart from normal eating and drinking noises is made between us. Afterwords we split the bill and leave to a equally quiet car ride. I don't understand what happened. It's liked a switch flipped and he lost his cool. Should I say something? Anything at all?

The car suddenly stops and I see we're at my building.

"I HOPE WE CAN PUT THIS BEHIND US AND CONTINUE TO HAVE A GOOD FRENDSHIP."

The hell is he talking about? Now I want answers. I lock my door and he looks at me funny.

"LYNSIE?"

"Drive."

"WHAT?"

"I'm not leaving this car till we talk this out. So drive."

He doesn't know what to do, should he say something, he just ends up driving away and now the awkward part starts.

"Do you want me to start asking now or when you park somewhere?"

"THAT DEPENDS. WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO ASK?"

"What happened back there?"

"IT WAS NOTHING."

"You're not a good liar."

"THEN I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT."

"To bad that's not a option you can choose."

"LOOK, CAN WE JUST DROP IT."

"Normally I would do just that. But you're my friend and you made a fuss that has me concerned, so I can't just let that slide."

"I REALLY DON'T THINK..."

"Papy, just tell me what's going on before someone ends up saying something they'll..."

"I THINK I LOVE YOU!"

"...regret..."

The awkward silence returns as he continues to drive. We drive for what feels like hours, but really, he had parked the car back at my building's lot. Seems I have no sense of time or change of space location.

"So..."

"PLEASE DON'T HATE ME! I-I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHY I SAID THAT. I FEEL SO STUPID. I MEAN REALLY, WHAT CRAZY IDIOT JUST BLERTS OUT SOMETHING LIKE THAT?!"

"You're a song."

He looks at me in puzzlement.

"I'M A WHAT?"

I clear my throat a hum a few bars to get the tune going in my head.

"♪I was sleeping and right in the middle of a good dream. Like all at once I wake up from something that keeps knocking at my brain. Before I go insane I hold my pillow to my head. And spring up in my bed screaming out the words I dread. I think I love you (I think I love you).♫"

His sockets widen.

"♪This morning I woke up with this feeling. I didn't know how to deal with and so I just decided to myself. I'd hide it to myself and never talk about it. And did not go and shout it when you walked into the room. I think I love you (I think I love you).♫"

"OKAY...THAT'S JUST EERIE."

"♪I think I love you so what am I so afraid of. I'm afraid that I'm not sure of a love there is no cure for. I think I love you isn't that what life is made of. Though it worries me to say that I never felt this way.♫"

"...DID SOMEONE MAKE A SONG ABOUT ME?!"

"♪I don't know what I'm up against. I don't know what it's all about. I got so much to think about. Hey, I think I love you so what am I so afraid of. I'm afraid that I'm not sure of a love there is no cure for. I think I love you isn't that what life is made of. Though it worries me to say I never felt this way.♫"

"IS IT WRONG THAT I THINK YOU'RE BEING SO CUTE RIGHT NOW?

I blush sheepishly with a smile.

"♪Believe me you really don't have to worry. I only wanna make you happy and if you say 'hey go away' I will. But I think better still I'd better stay around and love you. Do you think I have a case let me ask you to your face. Do you think you love me? I think I love you. I think I love you. I think I love you. I think I love you. I think I love you. I think I love you. I think I love you. I think I love you.♫"

My song ends and I'm about to speak when he cuts me off before I can with a sudden surprise kiss. I'm frozen on the spot as he pulls away after a little bit and now he's all flustered, unable to make eye contact with me.

"I...I DON'T KNOW WHAT CAME OVER ME."

"You kissed me?"

"I'M SO SORRY. PLEASE DON'T BE UPSET."

"You kissed me."

"I KNOW. AND I WON'T BLAME YOU IF YOU WANT TO GO."

"You. Kissed. Me. Papy."

"LYNSIE, I'M SO..."

I grab him and pull him into a tender hold much to his shock.

"Do not say sorry for something you don't feel sorry for."

"B-BUT YOU..."

"I'm not mad. I'm just shocked you'd go for a kiss without taking me on a date first."

He blushes and returns the hold on me.

"GOD, HOW LUCKY AM I TO HAVE FALLEN FOR SUCH A UNDERSTANDING SOUL?"

"Pretty darn lucky."

"SO...WHAT NOW?"

"Now? Now you have two choices. You can either let your fear stop this. Or you can be brave and see where this goes. The choice is yours dear, and I will support you no matter what."

He pulls back a bit and looks me in the eyes.

"NO MATTER WHAT?"

"Yep."

"...I WANT TO KISS YOU AGAIN."

"...Okay. But nothing crazy."

"O-OF COURSE."

I shut my eyes as he leans in and softly the feel of of his kiss is upon my lips. This kiss is a lot longer than the previous pecks, and when it tapers off, I let a light hearten sigh escape me as one of his hands ghosts up my back trailing the phalanges up it. A delightful shiver comes to me, and I lean in closer to him, feeling at ease.

"Wow..."

"I REALLY CARE ABOUT YOU, LYNSIE. I CAN'T REALLY EXPLAIN IT...BUT WHEN I'M WITH YOU, I JUST WANT TO MAKE YOU FEEL THE SAME WAY YOU MAKE ME FEEL."

"Papy...I...I don't know what to say."

"THEN DON'T SAY ANYTHING. JUST..."

He slides his other hand in mine and holds it sweetly.

"DO WHAT YOU FEEL."

He gives me such a kind and loving smile, it makes my heart swell. My eyes soften and I find myself leaning in closer till my forehead is against his. Listening to him breathe through his nose-hole, a gentle heat that peppers my face and calms my mind with its constant rhythm, a warm feeling in my chest begins blooming through me. With our hands held together, I give in to all this sweetness and lean in to give him another kiss much to his delighted surprise.

This kiss is also returned, savored for a unknown amount of time, but suddenly I'm startled from the sensation of Papy's mouth parting against my lips. The feeling of a wet something presses at the trench of my lips, parting my mouth in a hushed gasp it slips inside. It takes a moment to get used to it, but once I do, I meet this tongue with my own and coil them together. Deepening the kiss with a tilt of my head back and his up and to the side as our eyes close.

The hand he has in mine squeezes tighter as a coo of contentment escapes me between the kiss. Papy's hand that is not doing anything slips up underneath the back of my shirt. Trailing the ends of his phalanges against my skin, I shiver from it and lightly moan softly into the kiss, something that shocks us both in that moment.

"Um...Sorry. *nervous giggle* That was embarrassing."

"NO, NO...THAT WAS THE LOVELIEST SOUND I EVER HEARD."

"Geez Papy...Make a girl blush her head off why don't you."

"BUT I MEAN IT."

"R-really?"

"YEAH. IT MADE MY SOUL HEAT UP."

"Awww Papy..."

I cover my overly blushing face and he chuckles a bit, finding me cute.

"HEH HEH...COME HERE YOU CUTIE."

He removes my seat belt and pulls me over to him so I sit across his lap.

"P-papy!"

"YOU ARE SO ADORABLE! I JUST WANT TO SMOTHER YOU IN LOVE."

His now free hands roam my sides and down along my legs, making me squirm a little, but not in a bad way.

"THIS OKAY?"

"Yeah. Just...Not used to it."

"NO WORRIES. I WON'T DO ANYTHING YOU DON'T APPROVE OF."

"Thank you sweetie."

"NOW, I'M GOING TO BE VERY SLOW AND GENTLE."

"Alright."

One hand attentively massages my leg as his other hand slips back under my uniform shirt and slowly traces the line of my spine then my ribs, making me purr. Such care...I end up aching for more of his touch and end up pushing closer to his hands earning a hum of approval from him. I pepper his cheek with kisses and light pants for air come from him before trailing his tongue along my jaw till his mouth is against my ear.

"I LOVE HOW SOFT YOU ARE. JUST THE WAY YOUR SKIN IS...EACH TOUCH IS LIKE FINDING A BUTTON THAT HAS YOU FEEL SOMETHING NEW FOR ME. MMMMMM...I WANT TO TOUCH ALL OF YOU."

"W-whoa...A bit lewd sounding don't you think?"

Basically my tame way of saying 'well that was fucking random and creepy'.

"SORRY. I DIDN'T MEAN TO..."

"Here, let me just..."

I don't want to make him feel weird about how this. Even if it is a little much, I can't help that his attention is something I want even if I'm confused by it. I get off him and move to the backseat.

"Can you put the roof up?"

"OH...OKAY."

He turns a dial and the roof begins to cover the car. Once covered, I motion him to join me and he comes over to sit with me. He makes himself comfortable and I surprise him by climbing onto his lap.

"UH...LYNSIE?"

"I don't want others to see us."

"WAIT, WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY...?!"

I cut his words short with a kiss and he is more than willing to just go along with things. Getting more into it and seeing how receptive I've become, he gently hugs my waist. His hands rest on my hips and the way we are seated his hold pushes my hips against his, causing a sighed moan to escape me from the feeling, to which both of take this for something more.

"WAS THAT...DOES THAT MEAN YOU..."

"I...I think so. I mean...I do like you Papy. I like our friendship. I like this closeness we're sharing. I like the feelings this is giving me. I guess what I'm trying to say is...I wouldn't mind if things kept going between us."

He blushes big time to match my own and shyly struggles to collect the words he wants to say.

"IT'S FUNNY. I'VE WANTED TO HEAR YOU ACCEPT ME FOR SO LONG NOW. I'VE DREAMED OF IT, AND IT WAS SO DIFFERENT THAN THIS IS. YET...I WOULDN'T CHANGE A THING. ALL I WANT IS YOU. YOUR LOVE. YOUR FRIENDSHIP. YOUR AFFECTION. ALL OF IT...ALL OF YOU."

My heart swells, my eyes water, and I claim him in a deep kiss to give him all the love he just made me feel. I trail kisses down to his neck and nuzzle there for a little while, making him coo. My hands seek him out, to feel all they can, and move onto his back as I find myself needing him even more now.

Flooded with all this affection, the bluntness of his fingertips grab a firm hold of me, as if he can't bear to let me go. It's hopeless now, we're stuck on each other, nothing short of one another is going to stop this now. And the way he holds me touches my heart like I've never felt before. I've never felt this feeling of being wanted so desperately before. It's nice. I welcome this feeling and all that it entails.

I give in, my entire figure is laying over his, pressing the clothed bones of my hips across his panted thighs and as I run my hands over the sides of his skull, lovingly caressing the orange color of his blush. His teeth start grinding in his mouth as I move and press a bit roughly on his pelvis.

His unsteady breathing becomes all the more erratic as he can feel the growing bulge of his need press against the closeness of my pantie covered sex, my hips move on him as I continue to lavish him with tender affection and he trembles almost violently in a deep shudder as I give his neck a nice long lick.

"MMMMMMM...SHOULD WE...SHOULD WE GO DO THIS INSIDE?"

"I'd agree with you, but...I'm not sure if this feeling can stay till we get to my room. It's in the back of the building on the forth floor."

"OH. WELL FORGET THAT THEN. I DON'T WANT TO LOSE THIS MOMENT."

"Me too."

"UM...CAN I ASK A BOLD QUESTION?"

"Sure."

"UH...CAN I, AND YOU DON'T HAVE TO IF YOU DON'T WANT TO, BUT...C-CAN I...T-T-TOUCH YOU? DOWN THERE?"

I flush a deep red.

"I UNDERSTAND IF YOU DON'T WANT TO. I-I JUST THOUGHT..."

"Be gentle."

"W-WHAT?"

"Just...be gentle. I...I've never been with anyone."

He's stunned.

"YOU TOO?"

"Wait...You...?"

"NOPE. YOU?"

"Never."

"REALLY?"

"For reals."

"WOWIE. I KNOW I'M NOT GOOD IN THIS AREA OF LIFE, BUT I DIDN'T THINK YOU..."

"Papy, please don't kill the mood by talking about how pathetic it is that I'm a thirty year old virgin."

"NO! GOD NO, THAT'S FAR FROM WHAT I WAS GOING TO SAY. I SIMPLY MEANT THAT IT'S SURPRISING THAT SOMEONE AS SPECIAL AS YOU HAS NEVER BEEN WITH ANYONE."

"I'm not special."

"YES YOU ARE."

"So I can do magic. It's not that special."

"I'M NOT TALKING ABOUT THAT. SURE, THAT MAKES YOU UNIQUE. BUT YOU YOURSELF IS WHAT I SEE AS SPECIAL. YOU ARE SO KIND AND SWEET. DO YOU REMEMBER MY FIRST DAY? WHAT HAPPENED IN THE CAFETIERE?"

"How could I forget? All you did was go around tables introducing yourself to make friends, then the asshole table decided to be dicks and pick on you. Fucking monster bigoted human preppies. Think they're big shit because they come from money and look down on everything aside from 'their own'. God they piss me off so much!"

"PLEASE, DON'T GET SO WORKED UP. YOU'RE SCARY WHEN YOU'RE MAD."

I pout and calm down.

"Sorry sweetie. I just...They make me so mad. I have no regrets about what I did that day or the reprimanding I got after. I kicked the crap out of a good number of those snobs. Heh...I think I might have broke a nose or two."

"MY POINT IS, YOU STOOD UP FOR ME. A STRANGER. YOU SAW WHAT EVERYONE ELSE DID BUT WERE THE ONLY ONE TO GET UP AND DO SOMETHING. IF I CAN BE COMPLETELY HONEST WITH YOU...IT WAS IN THAT MOMENT WHEN CAME TO ME AND TOOK MY HAND IN CONCERN...IT WAS THEN THAT I FELL IN LOVE WITH YOU."

I'm taken completely back by this, so much so my mind begins replaying every time I've been with Papy, and only now do see all those seemingly missed glimpses of him hinting his affection for me. I feel like such a fool for being so oblivious.

"YOU LOOK UPSET. DID I SAY SOMETHING WRONG?"

"No...I'm just now realizing how blind I've been. I'm so sorry Papy."

"PLEASE, THERE'S NO NEED FOR THAT. I THINK THAT PART IS WELL PAST US AT THIS POINT. I MEAN, WE ARE TOGETHER IN THE BACKSEAT OF MY CAR AND MAKING OUT WITH YOU ON MY LAP."

"That is true."

"THEN DON'T DWELL ON IT. LET US BOTH ENJOY THE HERE AND NOW. OKAY?"

"Okay. So...um...Do you want to, uh, keep going?"

"ONLY IF THAT IS WHAT YOU WANT."

"...I want to."

I lean into his neck and nuzzle the vertebrae, making him smile.

"I want this to happen."

I pepper the bones with soft kisses, making his eye sockets flutter with a sigh.

"I want to make it up to you for waiting so long."

I suck on the C7 vertebrae of his neck and he gasps a moan while gripping me tight.

"HOLY STARS LYNSIE!"

"Too much?"

He answers by pulling me into a deeply heated kiss and shatters my ability to think when he pulls back. He brings my head to level with his and we gaze deeply into each others eyes, within his sockets are intensely burning orange irises that captures me in place. As I sit upon his lap, the entrance of my sex hovers dangerously over the growing magical erection straining against his pants, a fire burns brightly in our eyes as this is the moment we've been waiting for.

As he holds my waist tenderly beneath his palms, as he keeps his piercing gaze locked into mine to keep the loving intimacy of the moment, his hand skims towards the nape of my neck and wraps around the back of my head, while the other hand ventures down my torso to lightly graze his fingertips against the ridges of my ribs through my shirt, seemingly fascinated with the bones hidden under the skin...until his fingers find their way under my skirt.

My eyes go wide and he smiles as he's finally gotten to me. His former trembling completely halts, his entire body is stiff, like the calm before the storm, and we sensually catch each other in a tender kiss. Already Papy is hard as stone, even through our clothes I can feel his pulsating erection and how it twitches with need while my body warms up to unknown highs.

"LYNSIE..."

"Yeah?"

"I NEED YOU."

"Yes."

"R-REALY?"

"Yeah, really."

"*shudders* GOD I LOVE YOU."

He kisses me deeply as his hands move down to his pants to undo them but he's fumbling, his nervous and excited fingers can't seem to remember how a belt works. He flinches when my hands touch his and I help him to free his pressing need, a long thick orange member throbs heatedly, making me blush.

"Wow..."

"A GOOD WOW?"

"Impressed wow."

"*blushing* T-THANKS. UM...CAN I...?"

I nod then move his hands under my skirt and he sucks in a shaky breath as he moves the fabric out of the way before pressing myself down onto him slowly, inch by inch.

"OOOOOH WOWZERS...THAT FEELS...MMMMMM...WOWIE..."

"Easy now...Slow and steady sets the pace..."

This being our first, he's eager to have fun, but on my end I have to go slow at the start or it'll hurt like hell. So I try to please him with kisses as my hips begin their gentle work. The orange colored blush his face a glow, he's so intoxicated by all this he stops being shy and he doesn't hide that he's wanted this for so long if the sounds he's making are any indication. And he doesn't waste a second longer second guessing on how it's all come down to this. I gasp softly in pleasure, this feeling of being filled up, fuck, it feels so good. He holds me close, his face presses against my neck, groaning and slowly grinding into me.

"Mmmmmm...Oooooh Papy~."

"YOU SOUND SO BEAUTIFUL...*smooch* YOU FEEL SO AMAZING...*smooch* THIS WAS SO WORTH THE WAIT..."

Every small thrust, every tiny jab made within me is met with the powerful response of his name rolling off my tongue in moans, his real name and not just Papy. His hands grab a tight hold of my waist and he thrusts up into me, forcing me bite my cheek to keep from screaming as his erection slammed into a bundle of nerves deep in me. Lord knows we don't need attention drawn to the slightly rocking car.

"LYNSIE? ARE YOU ALRIGHT? I DIDN'T HURT YOU DID I?"

"*shudders* Geez that was intense."

"SO THAT FELT GOOD?"

"That was something I've never felt before and I want to feel again and again."

He rubs the back of his skull with a blush and a lighthearted chuckle comes from growing pride.

"HEH HEH...YOU REALLY KNOW HOW TO FLATTER A GUY, YOU KNOW THAT?"

"You call it flattery, I call it honesty. Either way, that felt amazing."

"REALLY? WELL THEN...PERHAPS IT'S ONLY FAIR THAT I SATISFY YOU WITH THIS NEW FEELING~."

His voice takes on a more flirty tone as he kisses along my neck and I can't help but swoon.

"S-sure sweetie. I'm fine with whatever your heart desires to do."

"VERY WELL THEN."

He turns us a bit and lays me on the seat, so now he's over me and has more room to work with than what we were doing before.

"IF IT'S ALRIGHT WITH YOU, I THINK I'LL TAKE CHARGE NOW. HEH...I CAN'T LET YOU DO ALL THE WORK. THEN I'D BE AS LAZY AS MY BROTHER, SANS."

"*snickers* You? Lazy? Now that's funny."

Any laughter that was going to come out of me is ended before it started by the moving of his hips. The deep rhythmic slow pumping of his member has me groaning more lewdly than I care to admit, but this feels too good to hold back from.

"MMMMMM...MY STARS...THIS FEELS SO GOOD~. THE WAY YOU FEEL ON ME...OOOOOH...TREMBLING AND SQUEEZING...GOD THESE FEELINGS...I LOVE YOU SO MUCH..."

"Pap...Papyrus...*groans* Oooh Papy...Don't stop~. I love you too...Aaaah...Papy...My Papy!"

Hearing that sets him off like I just flipped a switch in him that's long been off. His thrusts speed up, faster, then faster, then faster and harder, shoving himself further into than before as I feel his length grazing sensitive nerves within my core.

We've never experienced anything as powerful and intense as this. As he continued to push into me, losing all sense of himself, just the sounds I'm making, the sight of my contorted expressions, it was getting to much for him and needless to say myself.

"Oohh...o-oh ahh...Papyrus...Hahnnhhnann...Oooooh...yeahhh...Papyrus..."

"AAHHHH...OOHHH GOD... HHOOO HAHNN LYNSIE...OOOHH MY GHHNN...!"

A heat building deep in my core cries out for attention, setting my skin on fire as my eyes widen in surprise at the sheer strength of it. For a second, I hesitate for a moment, wondering what's wrong with my body.

Suddenly I uncontrollably arch myself into him, feeling my entire figure lighting on fire as the incredible strength of my core is pulsating harder and harder, threatening to take me to all new ethereal levels I've never experienced before.

"P-papy...Aah...I can't...I think...Oooh...gonna explode..."

"I...I CAN FEEL IT...*grunts* GETTING TIGHTER...SQUEEZING HARDER...IT FEELS SO GOOD...OOOOOH YESSSS..."

Several more mind blowing thrusts into a very sensitive spot and the muscles inside me tighten almost painfully as I feel the heaviness in my core suddenly burst into an intense explosion of euphoria. My entire body quivers, my hands clasp at the back of his shoulders as I tremble against him, riding the waves of rippling climax.

"Aaah...aaahh...Paah...Papyrus...!"

My mind is careening into the unknown as a loud moan escapes my lips, audibly calling out his name amongst the garbled sounds his love making creates from me. And during my visit to Heaven's gates, I gaze at him through the slits of my heavy lids and manage to watch faintly as he releases everything in relentless orgasm.

"OOOOOHH...LYNSIE! AAAAHH...! MMMMMM..."

His legs tremble and give way from the strength of his climax, his last remaining strength is used to lean himself upright a bit as he watches me on the verge of passing while slowly coming down from the high of release in wordless breathy satisfied sighs. The rocking of the car, which was really testing the shocks, slows down into a easy sleepy stillness.

"*panting* L-LYNSIE? ARE YOU OKAY?"

"Yeah...just...really sleepy...*yawns* You alright dear?"

"I'M FINE. *huffs* JUST NEED A MINUTE TO SETTLE DOWN."

"You were incredible by the way."

"NO...THAT WAS ALL YOU."

"Whatever makes you happy."

I do my best to wrap my noodle limp arms around him and snuggle up close as the magic of his member fades from my insides...I don't think we're going anywhere anytime soon.

"IF YOU WANT...WHEN I HAVE THE STRENGTH FOR IT...I CAN BRING US TO YOUR ROOM."

"*yawns* That would be lovely. But for now...Let's just rest."

"YEAH. *cuddles* THAT SOUNDS PERFECT."

And there we stayed for a good long while. I nod off beneath him and he watches me sleep. Eventually he has the energy to move again, but lacking the knowledge of what room is mine, he figures it would be simpler to just bring me to his place for the night. I can only imagine the funny yet awkward moment that happened when his brothers saw him bring in a unconscious girl and then have said girl taken to his room. Yeah, I'm both glad I wasn't awake for that and curious as to what would've happened if I was.

Either way, Papy and me have been even closer since then. He's such a caring boyfriend. Sure, having to explain to his brothers what happened wasn't the best part of all this, but once they understood this was real they became more cool about it. If anything they're more happy that Papy is happy, and if I'm the one that makes him happy then they're okay with it. All I know is, I can't wait to enjoy more of life with skeletal sweetheart.

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