Jaime Lannister is carrying me to my bedroom. Jaime Lannister just saw me…oh gods just heard me and felt me…groan and shake and fall to pieces in his arms, and I feel…
Happy?
Relieved?
Ridiculously relaxed to the point that my joints feel unhinged and I can barely muster the energy to stretch, all sweaty and sated and…
Sexy?
Brienne was giggling as he tossed her onto the bed, the sound splintering into shaking gasps of joy as she bounced on the mattress. Jaime leaned just inside the door, his own laughter rolling around the bedroom as he loosened his tie, hanging it carelessly on her doorknob.
I hope he leaves it.
A silky bit of Jaime that she could carry with her, run her fingers over, smell him around her neck.
He started unbuttoning his shirt, eyes darkening with lust, the quirk of a smile pulling at his lips, and Brienne found it odd that amusement and want could so easily coexist in his features. The same emotions filled her chest, and she felt ready to explode in either a fit of laughter or a gut wrenching moan, grinning and clenching her thighs. She whined at the tiny release of pleasure before the throbbing started anew.
Jaime pulled off his shirt and threw it over a chair, was working at his belt and kicking off his shoes at the same time, never looking away as she sprawled on the bed, shaking with shallow pants.
Brienne had never seen his bare chest, letting her gaze linger over the firm muscles, the blond fuzz coating him from collarbone to waist before drawing into a line and sinking below his waistband. Her fingers twitched, and she tugged at her lip, suddenly aching to be closer to him, to tangle her hands in the coarse texture. Tongue tracing her teeth as she imagined sucking at the tender skin of his nipples, wondering if he would sigh and sway into her touch.
Blue giggled and squirmed under Fell’s ministrations, unable to escape. “Stop…” he whined while grinning, not putting any heat to his words. Fell lay face-down on his chest and he continuously tickled his mate’s sternum with his long tongue, his arms being hopelessly pinned down by Fell’s hand, Fell’s weight spread out evenly over him and the bed they shared. They both knew that Blue enjoyed these moments that they spent together, especially with those without the fear of any monster interrupting. “Fell, that tickles!” He giggled again, his pupils forming the heart shape that Fell knew and enjoyed so well.
Fell cocked a brow as he looked up at the face of the small skeleton, smirking up at him but not stopping his continuously licking of Blue’s sternum. Blue, with nothing else on but his collar and his little blue shorts, the only light shining on him was by only the light of the full moon, well, Blue looked absolutely irresistible lying under him. Each day he thanked his lucky stars that he had thought to grab his little mate from Underswap, bringing him to his home in Underfell. Fell had grown very attached to his mate, more so than what he originally thought possible. It was a little frightening to him actually. He didn’t know what he would do without him.
Seeing the other Fell Papyrus literally kick down doors to rescue his own Swap Sans made him realize that he would do the exact same thing, if not more, if someone, anyone tried to take the sweet bundle of bones from him. It also made him work twice as hard trying to find a way to close that stupid portal. If there was another Fell Papyrus and Swap Sans out there, chances were there was another Swap Papyrus. And, even on the off chance that there wasn’t, well it still meant that there was a slight chance of that particular Swap monster findings his way through it to here, destroying all that Fell had built up for himself. Fell needed to protect what was his. There was no way that he would let another version of him, particularly a lazier, slobbier version, take what is his.
Which brought them to tonight. Underfell usually had its own violent traditions and holidays, ones that Blue did not particularly like or take part in. There was Roma day, where the monsters would enact the battles of old, keeping to historical tradition and fighting to the death. There was the ever common Execution Day, where all monsters who had been found guilty and sentenced to death were executed, after their EXP had been auctioned off to the highest bidder. There was Halloween, which was much like the human’s version except, instead of tricks, the monster would be attacked for their G, killed for the EXP or worse. Blue found these all events to be a little disturbing and had, more often than not, spent them in Fell’s lap, shivering and with both his eyes covered. He had learned to hold back his whimpers at least. Although Fell had dusted the monster that had jeered, well Blue was very careful to be silent.
Today though, today Fell had decided to try out a different tradition.
Remembering reading a poster in Underswap about Valentine’s Day, he had taken it upon himself to read and learn all about it. What he had found during his research was that it suited the soft monster perfectly. Basically monsters spent the whole day showing how they care and appreciate their mate. It was sappy and gushy, would make any of them a target for anyone who wanted easy EXP…
But it was perfect. He had started the day by bringing the little creature breakfast in bed (he had dismissed the kitchen staff for the day so he himself could spoil tiny Blue) – pancakes with syrup and fluffy whipped cream, completed with fresh fruit to Blue’s delight. His favorite breakfast. Afterwards they had taken a long walk through the garden’s immense gardens, where they had later had a picnic lunch (crunchy peanut butter and blueberry jam sandwiches of course). In the afternoon they had gone into town to watch Matteton’s new live show ‘A Musical, Fabulous Life and I’ (Fell had made sure prior to the show that there was no gore in it, a rarity by Underfell standards) and Blue had spent the night dancing and humming along. Fell even joined in the dancing, letting his mate pull and lead him around the floor – with it being relatively empty, there was plenty of room to let go for a bit. In the late evening Fell had cooked them a small roast chicken and potatoes.
And now, to top off a perfect night, they were fucking (or as Berry preferred, ‘love making’) by the moonlight. Who knew that he, the Great and Terrible Fell, now supreme ruler of Underfell, could be so gentle with such a soft and irresistible creature?
Nibbling on his sternum as Blue cried out, Fell wondered how things could get any better than this. He was king of all Underfell, Blue his unofficial queen. Anyone who stood before him was dusted. Blue was in his bed and were making those addicting, sweet noises in his ecstasy. This was his paradise.
‘Yes…’ he thought, licking down one of Blue’s arms and then the other, slowly, wetly stroking from the clavicle to the metatarsals as Blue withered under his weight, ‘this was indeed perfect…’. Leaning down he nudged Blue’s head to side with his own and bit down firmly on his neck, always making sure to mark the same place, time after time when they had lain together. Permanently marking the other as his. He was pleased that the scar was becoming more apparent. He didn’t want any monster to believe that Blue was free game. Blue was his, and always would be. No matter what happened, Blue belonged to him. After licking at the mark he had left, he began to rain kisses all over his beloved, causing him to squirm and giggle more, as he made his way down his body.
‘Yes…’ he said kissing one knee, and then the other before continuing to move down Blue’s body more, ‘I’ll kill anyone that tries to take this pleasure away from me…’
Reaching Blue’s feet, Fell smirked, knowing he was close to the one thing that caused Blue to become undone. Stroking a gentle finger down Blue’s fibula, he lifted the little foot to his mouth. Hearing Blue gasp he looked up and smirked. The other knew he was in for a real treat now. Extending his serpentine tongue, Fell wrapped it around a toe and sucked it into his mouth, gently suckling gently on it. Blue leaned back and screamed in bliss, his bones rattling. Fell paid equal attention to each toe before releasing his foot, looking at skeleton that looked to be a gasping, dishevelled, sweaty mess. But Fell knew better. He was completely undone, completely tuned on. Desperate for him.
Fell attempted to hide a quiet chuckle but to no avail. Blue looked up at him through blurry eyes, trying to even his breathing, trying to sit up. “NUH-HUH HUNH…” Fell said, pushing him down on his back again. “LET ME TAKE CARE OF YOU, MY SHINING STAR,” he whispered, dropping a gentle kiss to those teeth as his skilled hands slowly eased Blue’s shorts off his body. Releasing the glowing blue, pussy, already dripping with his eagerness, and the gorgeous ass he had summoned this time.
Blue’s whimpered, hungry for him. Fell smiled. He was getting impatient too. But still, he hadn’t done quite enough yet. Blue deserved all the best that he could give. Hell, he deserved better than that but Fell wasn’t about to let his treasure go. Gently pulling those femurs apart as Fell parted his jaw, releasing his tongue, as the other stared on. Smirking, as he ran it up the creamy slit and hole, thoroughly enjoying Blue’s delighted mewls as he did so.
Teasing his clit, Fell gently but noisily sucked on it, careful not to hurt Blue, chuckling as Blue bucked against his face, the pleasure overriding him like a wave. Releasing the little button, he grabbed hold of the pelvis, pulled it towards him and rammed his tongue inside the silken hole, making sure to twist his tongue, to catch every wall or corner of his canal, listening to his breathless screams. He let his eyes close and himself sigh in pleasure. The little male was just too perfect. Even his juices tasted fresh and sweet, faintly like blueberries.
Finally, he reluctantly pulled his tongue from the magical organ and set himself up on his forearms, staring down at Blue as he hovered over him. The little single heart pupils had changed to multiple heart pupils within his eyes, the breathing rough and uneven, the bones quivering in their joints and sockets. His cheekbones were flushed a tantalizing blue. Realizing that Fell was close, he moaned, his arms trembling and pulling Fell closer to his needing body.
“Fell…~” Blue moaned, “Fell… please…”
Well didn’t to ask him again.
Immediately his hands flew to his buckle and zipper, releasing his red erection. Blue stared at it and Fell smirked as Blue swallowed hard, allowing his legs to open more. Hovering over him he stroked himself, allowing the precum to smear over his dick, further slickening it. Finally, he crouched over him again, kissing his neck and cheek. “Here I come Blue…” he whispered softly, gently pushing himself inside, groaning at the tight and wetness enveloping him.
Blue threw back his head and moaned as he felt Fell stretching him from the inside out. He was so big! It seemed like no matter how often they did this it was like the first time… Though Fell had always been careful, so careful and gentle, with him. Always making sure that he was in as much pleasure as possible and that he always finished.
Fell thrust slowly and shallowly, allowing Blue to readjust to him. When Blue huskily groaned, wrapping his legs around his pelvis, and pulling him even closer, Fell re-angled his hips, hitting that one spot in Blue that caused him shiver uncontrollably, thrusting harder and fast.
And shiver Blue did.
Blue’s body was a quiver, there was not a silent bone, even his teeth were chattering. Fell smirked as he felt the tunnel begin to tighten around his thrusts. Little Blue was about to spill over. “THAT’S RIGHT,” he growled, licking at the little junction between the skeleton’s neck and skull. “COME FOR ME. SCREAM MY NAME. TELL EVERYONE WHO YOU BELONG TO!” Giving a nip to his mandible Fell growled. “MY MATE. MINE!”
This was enough for Blue. “Yes Fell… I’m yours. I’m all yours… Ermm…. FELL!” he screamed, already lost to the ripples of his orgasm.
Fell felt Blue’s cum release and trickle down to coat his dick before the walls tightened around him, squeezing his shaft and milking his own from him. Fell gave a growled “BLUE!” before collapsing over top of him, catching himself on shaky arms before he flattened his love.
With a strangled groan he pulled out of the warm, soft flesh of his lover, and rolled to his back, pulling Blue on top of his ribs, nuzzling his skull against the other gently. Blue giggled and nuzzled back, still panting softly. Fell smiled, not a cruel smirk, but a tender, soft smile. He was almost afraid that he had his lover back there, even after their ‘practice’ Blue was still very tender and would easily become overstimulated. Fell however, wanted no one else, had taught himself how to thoroughly love and please Blue, that was foremost the most important, without hurting him. As for himself, well with Blue it was always perfect.
He felt Blue’s breathing begin to slow and deepen, his soul stop it’s fluttering. Chuckling lowly he rubbed the top of Blue’s skull, his smile growing as he heard and felt Blue’s sleepy purr. Those big blue eyes, slowly blinking shut, each little shut lasting a little longer than the last. Still trying to force himself to stay awake. Fell chuckled, gently clanking a tender skeleton kiss to Blue’s forehead.
“Goodnight, sweet Blue” he whispered.
“Nghh… Good night Fell,” Blue says back, his eyelids finally closing. “I… I love you.” he said.
Fell’s soul skips a beat before leaping high into his chest. “I… I? BLUE, SWEETHEART CAN YOU SAY THAT AGAIN?” he asked, staring down at the sleeping boy.
“I… I love you… Fell” came the sleep drunk response before his little sleep noises filled the room.
Fell swallowed hard. Never, even from his own brother, had he heard those words. He hadn’t even been sure that they exist. He stared at the sweet boy on his chest. He felt the same way about his mate there was no doubt about it. But Underfell had him whipped. Fell couldn’t afford to say those words that would paint Blue a target to anyone who wished to harm him or use him to get to Fell. He couldn’t live through what happened to his Sans again, especially not with Blue.
“I’M SORRY BLUE,” he whispered to the sleeping boy. “I JUST CAN’T SAY THOSE WORDS BACK.” He clanked his teeth against Blue’s head, before leaning back himself, falling into a deep, dreamless sleep.
He didn’t feel the little tears dripping from Blue’s sockets, or hear his little whimpers.
*~*~*~*~*
Blue woke up early the next day, earlier than he ever had. He only had a fitful sleep at best, the pain in his soul just too much to be contained. He looked over at his mate, still snoring. “I’M SORRY BLUE…” he had said, “I JUST CAN’T SAY THOSE WORDS BACK…”
The only thing that had kept Blue together during this whole ordeal was that his mate cared deeply for him, and was not forced into this relationship due to a mistake. After the previous day he had thought that he had known it to be true. That Fell loved him to the ends of the Underground, to the ends of the sky. Now he knew the truth. Fell was only with him because he knew that he wouldn’t be able to mate with another for years as long as their mating bond was active. Deciding that Blue was better than none, he had chosen to stay with him, prolonging his suffering.
Blue detached himself from his mate’s arms and slid to the floor. The only noise Fell made was a slight snork, before rolling over on his side and falling back asleep again. Blue sniffed back more tears. He was such a failure. Even in his sleep he couldn’t take care of Fell…
He remembered how the other Fell Papyrus was described kicking in the door to the garden to rescue his own mate. Blue remembered seeing the signs of destruction in the room itself. That Papyrus had been desperate to save the other Sans. He had thought that Fell would do the same for him. Now he knew that wasn’t true, or he would only rescue him so that no one else could have him. Thumbing the tag on his collar he realized that the last option would be more than likely the one that would happen. Fell didn’t share his toys…
Gathering his clothes from where they were spread around the room, Blue dressed slowly, careful not to wake him. Tying the bandana around his neck he eyed himself in the mirror. Fell had bit the same place on his neck again he realized. Now it would never heal right. Perhaps spoiling him for other monsters that might have been interested?
Blue took one last glance at Fell before he snuck out Fell’s bedroom. Might as well stop thinking it of their shared one now…
Walking slowly and quietly down the stairs of the castle he heard the sounds of whispering monsters, already hard at work in the kitchen or elsewhere cleaning. They were still talking about the other Papyrus too he realized, catching snippets of conversation. Apparently he had caused quite the ruckus, storming the fortress.
Slipping by everyone, Blue made his way to the outside garden, crawling into the bushes and hugging his legs. He once thought he had everything sorted out in his life. He had fantastic friends, a bright future, and felt truly safe and protected in his universe. But here… here it seemed that everyone seemed to take joy in ripping that apart and away from him. Everything here was dangerous and deadly, but at least he had the love and protection from his mate right?
Though there was the project with the library. Fell had told him he wanted to permanently close the natural portal so they could better control who entered and left. Blue wasn’t completely stupid though. He knew that Fell was worried that his brother would somehow find a way in to rescue him. Blue was well and truly alone here.
Whimpering, tears began to streak down his skull and he began to silently sob. He realized now that he had absolutely nothing. It was all just a sham, from the beginning, to the end.
*~*~*~*~*
A knock on the door stirred Papyrus from his slumber. “HMMG…. COME IN.” he said, sitting up in bed and rubbing at his sockets.
Greg, a fresh new dog butler on the staff, entered. He had been hired on to specifically take care of Fell and Blue. “Ah good morning, your majesty.” He said in his charming, rolling voice. “I hope that you both slept well.”
Fell gave a yawn, bearing his fangs before responding. “IT WAS GOOD ENOUGH. WHAT DO YOU HAVE FOR US TODAY?”
“Well sir,” Greg said, setting the tray on a nearby table, “today for breakfast we have slow boiled oatmeal topped with fresh cream and raspberries. Is this to your liking, sir?” he asked politely.
Fell nodded gruffly, “AND COFFEE?” he asked sitting up in bed to better balance the tray on his lap.
Greg nodded. “Off course sir. Only the finest beans.” He poured a large mug full of brew fresh from the silver coffee pot in front of Fell before offering it to him.
As he settled Fell in with breakfast he continued talking, “today at three you have the meeting with King Asgore of Tale to discuss the final details of the surrender treaty, and then at six you meet with the Swapfells to discuss the new trade routes.” Fell nodded, taking a sip of the coffee and finding it to his satisfaction. Greg turned to the other side of the bed to help Blue but… “Hmm… I see the young master is having an early start to the day. We’ll keep his oatmeal warm for downstairs if he gets hungry, is that alright your majesty?” Greg asked.
Fell stared at the empty side of the bed. How… how could he had missed that his mate wasn’t there? Turning back to his butler he responded, “THANKS GREG. ERM. IF YOU SEE BLUE, SEND HIM UP TO ME. I’M SURE HE’S JUST IN THE LIBRARY BUT…”
Greg just nodded. “Very good sir,” before leaving the room.
Fell looked back at the empty spot next to him. That was unlike Blue… where was he?
