#sanswer

[siriuslyxpadfoot]

so you've slept over at her place?

“And she’s slept at mine. That’s what you do after sex when you aren’t a douche.”

[iit4coau]

Howdey Sans it’s been a while huh. Hope you’re doing well. The you from my timeline had a lot of issues.

The random Flowey kin

[ * heya, and yeah it's been a long time. hope your sans gets the help he needs. how are ya doin'? ]

[puffy-jackets]

OH MY GOSH SANSSS!!! YOU ROCK MAN!!

thanks but, with all due respect, i bone man.

[puffy-jackets]

Yoho Sans!! What is up ya handsome sack of bone? !!

what is up? i dunno, let me check.

...

hey would ya look at that, it says gullible on the ceiling.

[sanyadolohov]

62

Song: His Girl Friday by The Academy Is…

OOC: Since Barty is the one in the relationship, he’ll be the girl is the song.

It started as a bit of simple fun. Regulus was always so busy that when Sanya realized Barty was getting lonely, they offered themself up. It was a simple agreement.

One which quickly spiraled out of control.

“He’ll never know,” Barty said, a shiver of glee in his voice as he wrapped his legs around Sanya’s hips.

They arched their head back in a gasp as his mouth found something better to do than talk.

It was fun and dirty, just like it was every time.

“Come back tomorrow,” they begged breathlessly. 

“I can’t. Tomorrow’s Friday.” Barty sounded genuinely guilty about it, something that struck Sanya like lightning coursing through their body. Barty was guilty about leaving them alone to be with his actual husband.

Sanya would be lying if they said that idea didn’t excite them. It was the mess, the risk that kept the two of them coming together. Sanya could steal a kiss in the bathroom without Regulus ever knowing there was something he should being miss.