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Song Bird. Ch 1
--Music:Stormy Weather by Etta James
You've Really Got A Hold On Me by Smokey Robinson
A Sunday Kind Of Love by Etta James---While waiting for her cue to walk out on stage, Frisk fiddled with her golden flapper dress and pearls. Most of the clubs she was asked to sing in consisted of monsters and bigwig humans. She had gotten out of the dimly lit streets and bars of her old life and had made a name for herself.She hoped to one day sing full-time in a jazz bar or club, but these small high end places made her happy nonetheless. She patted her hair and smiled at herself as she sat by her vanity. She proceeded to make faces in the mirror and blow kisses at her reflection.A gruff voice spoke from behind her. “I'd say don't work too hard, but it looks like you're in no jeopardy of doing so.”She blinked, caught off guard by the mobster monster skeleton that stood by her dressing room door. She got onto her feet and put her hand to her chest, she didn't even hear him come in.He was as tall as he was wide, wearing a midnight black suit with a red vest and black tie. He had a permanent smile with sharp wide teeth and hollow black eye sockets with just pinpricks of red light inside.He rolled his jaw and set his cigar to the otherside of his mouth. He said in a deep voice, rough and low, “Didn't mean to startle ya’.” He took his fedora off his head and placed it against his chest.Now, Frisk was not just some ordinary bar canary, but rather a highly sought-after singer who catered exclusively to the wealthiest and most powerful men in the city - their clubs and bars at least.And he was no barfly. A self described indolent boss monster with a taste for finer things. She had seen him countless times before but this was the closest she had gotten in a long while. She stared unabashedly as he seemed to suck the room into his form.The skeleton continued to smile at her, lone gold tooth shining, finding her reaction amusing. "Well, don't just stand there, don't you know it's rude to stare?" He then placed his hat on the vanity table.She pursed her lips nervously and tensed her shoulders. “Right- um, how can I help you?” She knew him, he was at almost all of her shows. Her many bosses had said he was always keen on sitting in front. “I-I hear you’re a big fan?”He tilted his head and continued to smile. "I have a request, doll,” he leaned closer, “And if I like what I hear, then I'll have a business proposition for you.”Rich guys like him tended to make her skin crawl. If he was offering her money, well she was always happy to have more. She helped those around her who weren't as fortunate, she was known to be a very charitable person. She was an independent woman, she never forgot where she came from, because of this her friends and family thanked her.She didn't know this man too well, but there seemed to be a charm to him. She looked up through her long lashes. “What kind of song did you have in mind?"He grinned at her response, his eyes narrowing slightly as he thought about it. "Something slow and sexy. Sound good?” he asked, taking a drag off his cigar, letting the smoke escape through his teeth.His gaze said that he was eyeing her up to eat her, so she swallowed roughly and nodded. She did want to please him, if not only because he was one of her most wealthy patrons and could help her elevate her career. “I can sing that kind of-“He took another drag off his cigar, holding the smoke in for a moment before exhaling slowly against her face, making her wince. The smoke was red and swirled in strange patterns, smelling of iron and patchouli. He replied, “How about 'Stormy Weather'? You know that one, right?"He stood back to his full height and put his hands into his pockets. She nodded at his imposing form. “Y-yes sir.” She was caught off guard by the song choice though, as it was a lamenting love song, it could even be described as an unrequited love song. She figured he said it as a challenge to her rather than a joke.“By the way.” He extended a large ringed hand and she shook it, eyes dilating. “I’m Sans.”“Frisk.” She was captivated by his eyes as his grip tightened. She smirked, trying not to be scared of him. “Sans. Nice to have a name to the face I've seen so much of.”He looked impressed. “So you've noticed me?”He was hard to miss. “Like I said, I've been told you're a big fan. I've even sung at your family club a few times, it was lovely.”He leaned in close again and whispered, "Well then. If you can pull this off, I might just offer you a full time gig, working at it."She gasped, The Gastor Jazz Club was very exclusive. Despite only singing there a handful of times, it had left a mark on her. She nodded, “I’ll do my best, thank you.”He released her hand and added, “I’ve always enjoyed ‘Stormy Weather’, my family used to play it alot when we lived in the section eight housing downtown.”She gasped, “You used to-”He winked and turned to leave. “Break a leg.”She saw him in a different light, quickly surprised by his causal reveal. She didn’t know how to reply, but she no longer saw him as a rich bigwig, “W-where will you be sitting in the crowd?”The skeleton chuckled, pleased with her response. He turned back, "Front row,” then harshly gripped her neck as if she were a dog, cold golden rings pinching at her skin before he whispered against her cheek, "You better not disappoint me, sweetheart. If you do, there won't be any second chances." It was a thinly veiled threat but she wasn't exactly sure what it equated to.She loved to sing, she had a passion for it. She had lost it once, but she planned to never lose the spark of joy it brought her.He moved his hand away, brushing his fingers along her short locks. He then put his hands back into his pockets and smiled down at her. A wider smirk crossed on his face and the cigar burned brighter.She did a small curtsy in her short performing dress. "I aim to please." Her rose painted lips smiled back at him, knowing how to play the game. "It will knock you outta your chair."Sans couldn't help but find himself more than charmed by her confident attitude and dazzling smile. He nodded approvingly, taking another drag off his cigar before blowing the smoke out slowly. "I better be impressed then." He grabbed his fedora and left out the door.She waited a moment before following him briefly and peaking out from the stage curtains in front of the band.He returned to his VIP seating area, signaling to a bartender to bring him a drink as he sat with his crew. He put his cigar out in the ashtray on the table and spoke to some of his cohorts.She turned and quickly informed the band about the new song added to the night's performance. It wasn’t usually a song they performed, but when she said Sans had requested it, well, Sans got what he wanted.Her admirer smirked as the curtains parted and Frisk took the stage with a series of claps ringing out for her. Sans glass was delivered in front of him and held it close to his mouth while he waited.The lights dimmed and the band started up, preparing their rendition of ‘Stormy Weather’.She waved and looked out at the crowd before gripping the mike stand and taking a deep breath. Her voice was like a soft breeze, “Don't know why~” she sighed evenly, “there's no sun up in the sky. Stormy weather~ Since my man and I~ ain't together~” She swayed with the music. “Keeps raining all of the time.”Sans found himself captivated by her voice, which was both smooth and sensual. "Damn," he muttered under his breath.She fluffed her hair as she gripped at the mic, continuing to sing her heart out. Her chest filled with each breath of air as she captured the rich notes of the song.The mobster sat back in his chair, sipping on his drink as he listened to her mesmerizing performance. The crowded room was ruining what he would have preferred to be a private experience.“All I do is pray~ The Lord will let me~” She looked to his table with a glint in her eye. “Walk~ in the sun, once more~” She bumped her hips against the mic stand. “Oh~ I can't go on, can't go on, can't go on~”As she sang, he could see her chest rise and fall with each breath, causing his attention to fixate more intensely on her. He took out another cigar and lit the end, allowing the smoke to curl around his fingers.When San's requested song ended, the club cheered and Frisk waved at them bashfully. She swayed her skirts before her usual setlist kicked in. She licked her lips and performed, ‘You've Really Got A Hold On Me’, with the piano player starting the tempo for her.“Oh~ I don't like you, but I love you~” she closed her eyes and swayed, “Seems that I'm always thinking of you~” She raised her arm to the ceiling and brought it down to her throat to touch delicately at her pearls.Sans blew smoke out from between his teeth and his chest heaved with excitement. He continued to watch her with hungry eyes as she continued to sway on stage.Her bow shaped lips were elegant as she continued into the microphone, “Don’t wanna kiss you, but I need you~ Oh, oh, oh, you do me wrong now~”Sans rested his arms against the table and placed a bony cheek against his fist, before closing his eyes and letting the music take him.—-After the show completed he stuck around and waited for her alone at the table. When she finally arrived after speaking to guests and finishing with the manager of the club, she stood beside him and smiled. “Did you enjoy the show?”His grin was still wide and sharp. "I did. You got some powerful pipes there, sweetheart.”She tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear. “I always feel like I sing better in the shower,” she was trying to sound casual and humble. His calm demeanor intimidated her, and she didn’t want to feel like she was imposing, but he had stayed to see her after the show afterall.Without missing a beat he crisply replied, “You can shower at my place anytime then.”She flushed, “I-is that an invitation?”He raised an eye ridge. “It can be.”She bit her cheek as her blood rushed to her face. She tried to calm her sudden arousal by playing it cool. She ran her hand across his shoulder, feeling the fine fabric of his expensive suit. “What about that contract?" She crossed behind him and the chair and appeared on the other side.A surge of excitement ran through him. He ran his hand along his vest, trying to straighten it. “I’ve been planning this contract for a while, I just can’t resist ya.”She leaned over his arm and whispered close to his face, “So you liked my singing the most?”His dim eyes regarded her cooly, "You better watch yourself or you might end up having to entertain me privately later instead."She smirked, “I’m much more interested in a contract to work for your jazz club.” No offense really.Her hand ran across his shoulder blades, sending a noticeable shiver down his spine. He turned his head slightly, looking at her over his shoulder as she appeared on the other side of him again. Her bold attitude spurred him on, whether she knew it or not it was intoxicating. "Contract it is then.”He pulled out a piece of paper and a fine looking pen. Smoke poured out from between his gold tooth as he leered at her. “Don’t forget to sign on the dotted line.”She looked over the contract, it seemed to be in order, nothing too strange or out of the ordinary compared to the usual ones she signed. She noticed that it already had her basic information, like where she lived and her musical experience. She uncapped the pen and signed with a flourish. “Done~”He rolled it up like a scroll and placed it delicately within the inner pocket of his jacket. “Then I guess, I’ll see you when you work your first shift, eh doll?” He stood and placed his hat back on. “We’ll be in touch.”She tucked her hair behind her ears. “Well, I’m not opposed to that…invitation either.” He froze as she continued, “A private party?”He smirked. “Yeah, a private party. Just me and my little songbird."She batted her eyelashes. “Sounds nice, monster mobster man~”He leaned forward and ran his fingers over the small of her back. “No distractions, no interruptions.”“I can sing just for you~”His voice couldn't hide his arousal, “And what else would you do, just for me?” She smirked back and he laughed enthusiastically before taking another sip of his drink. He was now itching to hear her lungs empty with the sounds of his name. Setting his drink aside, he motioned for her to follow him. "Come on then, let's take this show on the road."—They went to his hotel, it was extravagant and artistically artificial, nothing but the best for him really. He stated, “I leave back home in the morning. My work has been concluded in this town.” Once inside he threw off his suit jacket and sat down in the chair beside the bed. “Shall we begin?” He asked, instructing her to sing for him again.She nodded and stood in front of him. “How about, ‘Sunday kind of love’?” She then delicacy cleared her throat and San’s soul throbbed as she began to sing the romantic ballad.He smiled broadly as she sang, her voice perfectly suited to the slow tempo of the song. She teased him as she did so, rubbing herself against his body and pressing herself against his arms as he sat.“I need a Sunday kind of love~ Every minute, every hour, every day~” she placed her hands across his shoulders as she continued, “Oh, I'm hoping to discover~ A certain kind of lover~”Her voice wrapped around his bones like a warm embrace, caressing his soul. He leaned back in his chair, allowing her to straddle him. He placed his free hand on her thigh, gently rubbing it in a circular motion while continuing to listen to her seductive vocals. Wanting to pull her into his lap and jack hammer into her with wild abandon, was also at the forefront of his mind.“My arms need someone, Someone to enfold~ To keep me warm when Mondays and Tuesdays grow cold~” Her fingers danced at the back of his skull. “Love for all my life, to have and to hold~” She placed her mouth close to his before pulling back. “Oh, and I want a Sunday kind of love~”His suit grew more snug, every note she sang was driving him closer to the edge. "Fuck, that's good," he grunted between clenched teeth, unable to contain his comments any longer.She smiled sweetly, teasing out against his lustful gaze, “Can you feel the emotions that the song is trying to convey?”He reached out and led her hand towards his crotch, pushing her fingers against the hardness growing beneath his pants. He leaned closer towards her, their faces almost touching as he spoke softly into her ear, "Can you feel how much I want you right now?”She huffed hotly in anger, despite the heat on her cheeks, “Is that how you planned this night to go? That's the best you could come up with?”He was caught off guard by the reply, so he parroted her dumbly, “Come up with?”She moved and ran her hands across his chest, leaning forward. “Not even a kiss first?” She began touching and caressing his frame, feeling every curve and contour with precision and grace. She pouted, “I thought monsters were more polite than that.”She was attracted to him, and he seemed nice enough. Sleeping with her new boss…what could it hurt? But honestly, he could at least have some passion.He closed his eyes and focused entirely on the sensation of her hands exploring his body. He couldn't help but let out a low moan as she traced her fingertips along the ridges of his ribs and thick thighs.His soul started to grow warmer. "Fuck, that feels good," he whispered hoarsely before he caught himself, she was right. “Where are my manners,” his red eyes glittered. “A kiss? Of course.” He opened his maw and she shivered as his magical red ectoplasm tongue appeared to lick the top row of his teeth, causing his gold tooth to shine brightly. “Allow me.”He licked across her lips teasingly, causing her body to shiver and her heart to flutter. He grinned and started to mock her, “What's wrong human? Don’t like monster tong-” before she opened her small mouth and kissed the muscle, sucking lightly against it.His soul thudded loudly in his chest and he froze as she cupped his face and took what she could past her lips. Her teeth were small and blunt against his tongue as he explored her mouth. She was enthusiastic to say the least as she rolled her tongue against his and hummed.She moved her hands along his skull and bobbed her head as she sucked more on the tip of his tongue. He groaned, low and slow, allowing himself to be caressed sweetly and slowly, despite the raging protest in his pants.He twitched and knew he had to pull away, lest he grab her like a beast and throw her onto the bed. That had to wait.He quickly darted his tongue back into his mouth, leaving her jaw open and empty before he roughly gripped her hair and moved her head to the side. She gasped sharply before he quickly licked up the side of her face and dug his fingers into her hips. She moaned pleasantly before he moved his hand again, gripping the front of her dress before tearing it clean off her flesh.She squealed in surprise, but in anger as her pearls and undergarments were ruined and taken as well. “Hey!”He didn't reply, or care, and moved low to curl his tongue across her throat. He left a wet trail as he traveled down to caress her breasts with his mouth.She whimpered, “Oh- it feels- it feels...” She didn't finish as her thighs tensed around his and her fingers flexed against his head.“Feels good?” He ran the flat of his tongue across her nipple and breast, smirking at her panting face. “Then I’ll do it till you're raw.”She whimpered as it was like her soul was being caressed by delicate hands. She put her arms on top of his skull and allowed him to pinch and stroke at her chest; teeth lightly nibbling at her areolas and collar bone.He groaned and red smoke puffed out, swirling around his shoulders. He pulled her closer, feeling the softness of her curves and breasts against his firm chest, and her ass against his bulge. The combination made him want nothing more than to take her right then and there, but he had to be gentlemanly about it, he had a reputation to uphold after all.He hooked an arm around her waist and moved her upward, closer to his jaw. She exclaimed in surprise when his mouth came between her thighs and licked against her center as he held her lower back and ass in the palms of his hands.She gripped at his wrists and hiccuped out a gasp as his firm glowing tongue parted her petals and dipped into her warmth. She shook before her back buckled, causing her to lean over him and grip at his shoulders.He hummed in delight as her honey dripped across his tongue and her damp thighs shuddered around his face. She tasted as sweet as he had expected. He closed his eyes and allowed himself to get lost in the moment, feeling her hands try to find purchase against his head.He shifted slightly, shifting his hips just enough so that his aching erection could rest better against his thigh within the confines of his pants. It was maddening but he wanted her to come first, now it was a challenge, she had called him rude after all.Her body trembled and her mouth panted against his skull as he nipped and sucked at her clit. She whimpered as he licked hungrily at her sensitive skin, seeing his small red eyes focused on her.She gasped before exclaiming, “Sans!” as her body suddenly bolted with a pang of pleasure against his jaw. He grunted but continued to work his tongue relentlessly between her folds and clit.She shivered and clawed at his skull as he continued.He growled a low hum, biting down lightly on her inner thighs. His tongue worked feverishly between her thighs, spreading saliva and juices as he lapped and sucked at her center. He lightly thrusted his hips upward, making contact with nothing. He could barely contain himself any longer, desperate to thrust deep inside her warm depths. “I’m gonna make you cum over and over again.”“Ouh!” She hoped that was a promise, to cum and cum and cum again, until she was a belligerent mess. Her whole body tensed at the prospect of it.He increased the pressure on her thighs and the intensity of his tongue work, her muscles clenched tightly around him. His cock throbbed painfully against his pants each time her breath hiccuped out a gasp.“That's right, baby," he whispered encouragingly between her legs, "Let it all out. I wanna hear you." He could feel the slickness of her juices coating his tongue even more as he continued to plunge into her warmth greedily, taking and giving as much pleasure as he could.She bit her lip and bounced her leg unconsciously, her body close to breaking. She cried out again as he pressed his tongue flatly against her clit and swirled it."That's it," he whispered encouragingly between licks, his fingers digging deeper into her as he continued relentlessly, hungrier for more.She let out a long, drawn-out moan and shuddered against him again. He grinned triumphantly as her body trembled against his face, legs shaking as she clung desperately to his skull for support.“You alright doll?” He purred, low and guttural in his chest. He lowered her back onto his lap as she smiled blissfully back at him.“Yea- '' She stopped and blinked, feeling the weight of his erection pressing between her thighs.He reached down and undid his pants. "Yeah, look what you've been stirrin’ up." He took himself out and his cock stood at attention, throbbing with need as he held it gingerly between her parted legs.She blinked a few times at its appearance, glowing, large, and carmine just like his tongue. She lightly ran her hand along it, feeling its warmth and firmness. “Wow!” She blinked and lightly touched his hand. “So that’s how...” A surge of pleasure coursed through the both of them as her hand gently traced the length of his cock. “-Magic huh?”“Magic~” He pulled her closer so that he could rub his shaft against her wet folds teasingly. "Time for the main event."She bit her lip with a smile and positioned her hips better. “The showstopper.”He laughed, a sound deep from his chest. “Oh you’re good.” He positioned the tip at her entrance, wanting her to feel the heat and pressure against her dusky folds, and slowly pushed inside her.She hissed through her teeth and held his shoulders as he continued. He grunted as he slid his cock more into her dripping entrance, feeling the tightness of her pussy pulse around him. He paused briefly, allowing her to adjust to the feeling before continuing to push forward, driving himself deeper until he was at his hilt."Oh yeah, that's it," he groaned as he watched her face flutter with satisfaction. He pulled back slightly before slamming forward, driving his length deep into her core and causing her to cry out.“Sans!” Her legs started to tremble again as she was skewered.He relished in it, the surprise and pleasure as he filled her completely with his thick girth. He wanted all of her, to please her all night long, and he had plenty of magic to make sure he did just that. His vice-like hold of her hips was firm as he quickly pistoned in and out of her.“Ah!” Her thighs dripped and her mouth could barely take in enough air."You're gonna take every inch of my cock, ain't ya, baby?" He took the opportunity to close his eyes and roughly press his tongue against hers again. She muffled a cry before into his mouth and saw his satisfied smirk through misty eyes.His cock pulsed as he slammed into her pussy over and over again, each thrust sending waves of ecstasy coursing through their bodies. The sensation of being completely engulfed within her slick depths sent shivers down his spine, and he couldn't help but let out a primal growl of satisfaction with each passing moment.Her hands gripped tightly at his shoulders as he moved within her. Her body was already twitching and sweating from the exertion, her mouth could only moan as his tongue explored hers.He moved his mouth away to lick at his teeth. "Fuck, you're tight as hell," he grunted between thrusts, his voice ragged with desire. "I'm gonna fill you up with my cum until there's no room left for anything else."“Ah!- promises, promises,” she teased in reply, hoping his dirty talk was true. She moved her hands to grip desperately at his ulna and radius arm bones as he roughly fucked into her. Her body bounced rhythmically as she slid against his chest and stomach.“Hmph, you can still talk huh? Well I'm gonna make you squeal.” Sans continued to drive his hips forward, cock pounding into her with unrelenting force.Her hair clung to her damp face as he continued his onslaught. “Nnn-Sans-!”He growled between grunts of pleasure, "That's right, baby, say my name. Take all of me."Her tongue lulled out as he thrusted mercilessly into her at the sharp angle. Each thrust was driving her closer and closer to the edge as his cock throbbed deep inside her.He growled, "Fuck, yeah... That's it..."Her nails were like claws digging into his arm, back arching forward as she huffed and gasped. With each thrust, his thick shaft hit all the right spots, close to reaching both their peaks. He was ruthless, he couldn't stop himself.She moved her hips and continued to ride him hard and fast, until it became an all-consuming force that threatened to overwhelm them entirely. He let out a loud groan and bucked his hips up into hers, spilling inside of her with a guttural roar, "Fuuuuuuuccckkkk..."She saw stars as she gasped sharply and came on his dick, walls twitching and shuddering against his magic cock. Drool spilled from her lips as she lowered her shoulders and allowed herself needful gulps of air.He gazed approvingly at her face. “Not bad for your first ride, ay doll?” She grunted faintly as he rubbed his face against hers. He whispered, “I’ve wanted you for so long. I waited for so long.”Her blood was coursing through her ears but the comment stuck with her. He slid her hips back, letting his dick slip wetly from her folds. She sighed, “Oh damn…” Her vision was still cloudy and her heart thumped like it was going to burst from her chest.He grinned. “Well there's more where that came from.” Then, without warning, he grabbed her and shoved her back against the bed.She gasped as the cool covers met her damp warm skin. The chair he was just sitting in had fallen backwards from his quick burst. She blinked as his salacious grin now loomed over her frame. She looked down and saw his throbbing cock ready and waiting. “A-again?”He leaned close to her mouth. “I told you. I’ll make you cum again and again.” His arms were on either side of her head, and his knees held him up just above her hips.She shivered with apprehension but her core was elated at the prospect. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes before she raised her arms up to drape them over his shoulders. She opened her legs wider as he straddled her hips. “Right I forgot, we’re still not done yet.”He smirked at the evidence of their shared orgasm dribbled out of her and out and onto the sheets beneath them. "Damn right," he murmured breathlessly, still feeling the aftershocks of said orgasm bouncing around throughout his skull.She moved one hand down to spread herself, the wetness of her folds making satisfying sounds as she ran her fingers along it. She smirked as his cock throbbed just above the entrance of her soaked pussy. “Well, what are you waiting for?”With a wide grin he moved one arm under her lower back, shifting her up slightly. She arched her back upwards, creating more space for him to enter her. He easily slid back into her, his hand gripping onto her hip firmly while the other grabbed the fabric above her head. He began to move his hips again, plunging inside her wet depths with a harsh grunt. "Fuck," he muttered between labored breaths.Her walls clenched tightly around him as he began to move inside her again. She moaned as her body and soul began to throb again, she called out his name with raw passion as he held her and thrusted into her.She clenched desperately at him as her hips rocked with his. “Ah! You feel so good!” Her throat felt dry and her chest heaved as she kept up with his pace."Fuck yeah," he agreed gruffly, "You feel so damn good around me." With each brutal thrust, Sans' hips slapped against her. “Just the way I had always imagined.”She moaned and placed her forehead against his, if he had wanted to sleep with her for so long, he could’ve just asked sooner. She had imagined what monsters were like from time to time, especially the skeletal kind.Sans groaned loudly, driving her body against the mattress beneath them, causing the bed to creak and groan. He locked eyes with her, she looked back at him with a mixture of need and ecstasy. The sight sent electric shocks throughout his entire skeletal frame.She moaned breathlessly between gasps for air as Sans’ powerful hips drove into her. She desperately cried out, "Yes! Do it again! Ah- Make me cum!" She gasped deeply, her chest heaving as she struggled to catch her breath.Sans smiled wickedly, pleased by her enthusiastic response. He didn't hesitate to oblige, pulling back and then driving into her once more with even more force than before. "Fuck," he grunted, "Make me come too.""Yes! Harder!" She gripped at him with vigor, barely able to keep herself composed for a moment longer as his hard cock throbbed relentlessly within her warm embrace. He was close as she cried out again, “Yes! Yes!”Sans roared in pleasure, feeling her fervent encouragement driving him deeper into a primal state of lust and domination. His sharp teeth nearly tore into the bed sheets as he placed his head beside hers.With a bestial grunt, he increased the intensity of his thrusts even further, ramming into her with brutal force, hitting her G-spot with precision. His balls were tightening up as he approached release, and he knew that he wouldn't be able to hold back much longer. "Fuck, yes," he growled, "This is gonna make me cum hard."Driving himself deeper into her warmth with each forceful stroke. His hand gripped tightly onto the sheets beside her head as he grit his teeth. Her hips in the air, ankles crossed behind his lower back, walls clenching tightly around his throbbing shaft- it was too much.Sans let out a long, drawn-out groan then gasped roughly and released a torrent of hot cum deep within her with a cry, "Ahhhh... Fuck!"She cried out as well, tightening her legs around him, walls shuddering and convulsing around his cock. His release seemed to go on forever, sending electric jolts of pleasure through both their bodies. As Sans released wave upon wave of thick, glowing cum inside her, she gripped desperately at him, her nails digging into the back of skull. “Ah! I’m-I’m-!” and she came, whole body shuddering violently as her legs bounced and her chest heaved.The sensation of her inner walls clenching around his still-spasming cock only added fuel to the fire burning within him, he let out one last, powerful thrust as he emptied himself with a heavy grunt.He nearly collapsed, spent, and the last of his magic flickered out, leaving him drained. Between gasps for air, Sans whispered above her, "Now... That was fucking amazing." His dick disappeared and her legs widened as she relaxed her hips. He laid beside her as they both caught their breath.She put her hands to her face and moaned before replying in gibberish, “I-ish was-so-ood.”He smiled with smug satisfaction as she couldn’t form a sentence to reply to him. Her body was glistening and her hips still shook every few seconds. She then gripped the sides of his face and his eyes lit up, startled by the action before she placed her lips against his teeth and managed out, “Sans~”He was confused by the gesture, he was out of magic so he couldn’t really kiss her back with his tongue. The ridges around his mouth were firm but they certainly weren’t anything compared to her lips.She rubbed her forehead to his and sighed happily, moving her body next to his. He didn’t understand it but he wrapped his arm around her waist, his soul beating steadily. He asked with a nervous hitch in his voice, “Do you want…to cuddle?”She rubbed nose against his nasal bridge and kissed his wavering bashful smile again. Their soles started to beat together and he flushed as she held him close.The red lights in his eye cavities blinked with emotional trepidation. His favorite singer, his crush, his secret muse. And now he finally had her all to himself.
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Song Bird. Ch 2--Music:Star eyes by Helen O'ConnellBali Ha'i by Peggy Lee--Frisk evened out her dress and put in her earrings as she stood before the Gastor club's vanity. It was an oak desk with ornate drawers and a large mirror with lights around all sides. She moved the stool back and checked how her hips looked.Her new job had been going well. The club was beautiful, as was the food and clientele. Her boss Sans was…interesting to say the least. She was pretty sure they were dating but no labels had been established.Speaking of which, from the mirror she saw him appear with a swirl of red smoke out of the shadows from behind her. She smiled and fixed her hair. “Well well, hello handsome.”He walked up to her, putting an arm around her shoulder and giving her a quick peck on the cheek. He pulled back a little with a grin on his face. "You look stunning as always."She closed her eyes and puckered her face as a blush crept across her cheeks. “You always say that.”“Cause it's always true.” Sans chuckled softly and crossed his arms over his chest as he watched Frisk get ready for her performance. “So your first song is,” he looked over at the posted list, ‘Star Eyes’?”She bent over and added mascara to her lashes in the mirror. “You'll like it Sansy, it's sweet.”He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a cigar from a silver case. His voice was unsure, “You chose it for me?”She watched him light his cigar and take a deep drag. “Well as much as I love having you at my shows, I know you're a busy guy and can’t always make it.” She smiled at him from behind her shoulder. “So when you are here, I want to make it special.”He stood closer behind her and continued to smile as she put on lipstick. “That's nice of you.” He put his hands back into his pockets and rocked his hips forward against her bent over ass. She gasped and froze as his erection rubbed against her dress. He bent down slightly so that his face was right next to her ear, whispering softly and seductively, "You're going to give me a cavity, if you keep treatn' me so sweetly."She hunched her shoulders and sighed evenly. “Sans-ah, I have to perform soon.”While still lightly rubbing against her ass, he placed his palms against her chest and started massaging her breasts. Her breathing became rapid and shallow as she tried to fight back the noises that threatened to leave her throat. His large hands easily cupped her before his fingers worked to dance across her covered nipples.She gripped the vanity table and pushed her butt against him, trying to get more friction. Her breath fogged up the mirror as she panted against it, hips moving in a circular motion.He moved his hands to her hips and guided her towards him, pressing her against his thigh so that she could feel every inch of him. He then pulled her dress up to rest onto her lower back, revealing her garter belt, thigh high stockings, and thin lace panties.She rocked her ass against him and asked in desperation, "H-here? Sansy? Someone might see? O-or hear?"He laughed gruffly, “So?” He reached down and undid his pants, grabbing his cock and placing it between her thighs before closing them together. He then placed a hand on the small of her back and guided her back and forth, giving him a thigh job. He moved to hold his cigar between his fingers. “It's my club, I can do what I want.”That was true, but she winced and gasped as her panties rubbed uncomfortably against her swelling warmth. “Sans-” she nearly sobbed, “please.” He could take her anywhere he pleased, and she would agree.He smirked. “But like you said, you have to go on stage soon so we have to make it quick.” He placed the cigar back into his mouth and stepped back to hook his thumbs through the sides of her panties, shifting them down past her thighs and letting them rest by her knees.“Okay, okay,” she moaned, knowing what he had planned for her. She moved one leg out of her panties and spread her legs wider, looking at him from behind her shoulder.He then positioned himself, rubbing his cock across her welcoming folds and letting her slick heat coat his tip. He pushed easily inside of her, eliciting a drawn out moan, “Damn, so wet already?”She gripped the wooden desk as he held her hips and proceeded to move into her at a slow pace. He grunted as her walls wrapped around his member tightly. He could see her reflection in the mirror, her chest heaving inside her tight dress, face contorted with need as he slowly picked up the pace.He smirked and pulled back to nearly slipping out of her, before thrusting sharply back in. She cried out in pleasure and shock, seeing his face grin wickedly as smoke poured out from his teeth. He knew all the ways to please her and was always so smug about it.Sans continued to hold onto her hips firmly, not giving her any more time to adjust ashe continued. He used his grip to control her movements as he thrusted into her, watching as she clenched her fists tightly onto the wooden desk, trying to maintain her balance.He hooked an arm around her waist and pressed more of his stomach against her back, while his other hand moved down and spread her folds. She bucked against him with a barely muffled cry, “Sans!” as he stretched her with his thick glowing cock.He sighed into her neck as he pressed his teeth together by her shoulder. “Raw and wild doll, I want you to feel every inch of me inside you.” With her legs spread wide open and her body trembling beneath him, he began to thumb her clit. He growled into her ear, "Go ahead and cum if you want, I won't stop." He continued to roughly grind and swirl his thumb against her swollen nub, watching as she squirmed and writhed in pleasure against the mirror.She did just that, biting her lip as her body convulsed, held up by Sans as she came against his throbbing cock and hand. He rolled his cigar to the otherside of his mouth with his tongue and hummed happily, continuing to thrust in and out of her with her juice making him more slick.He used his weight against her to drive his cock deeper, roughly, over and over again. He loved hearing her cries of pleasure and seeing how much she craved release. She loved being stroked by his hands and feeling his warm body press against her.Reaching out, she clasped the back of his head and brought his mouth to hers. Kissing him slowly and thoroughly as she spread her legs more, making room for him as he slid his fingers across her petals still. He briefly closed his eyes and moaned as her delicate pink tongue danced with his.He gruffly stated, “Fuck it,” and spat his cigar to the side, letting it land on the tile floor and fizzle out. He then moved one hand forward and gripped her chin, keeping her head in place as he ran his tongue along hers.His other arm was still wrapped around her waist, and he used it to force her more against the desk, driving himself deeper with each stroke, her juices coating his length and her own thighs.Her legs wobbled as he filled her mouth and fucked into her relentlessly. She was having a hard time keeping quiet, not wanting anyone in the club to hear her muffled cries against his tongue.He grunted loudly with each slap of their hips before he pulled away to catch his breath, watching as she let out a dry sob in the mirror. He sped up the pace of his thrusts, driving himself into her pussy, faster and harder.Her hips couldn’t take much more and she was sweating profusely in her dress, not that it mattered, her boss was apparently all for it. Her eyes fluttered as she looked up at the ceiling, palms sweaty as she gripped the desk's edge. She squirmed and writhed as his fingers moved from her chin, to her mouth. She moaned as he teased her, legs shaking still as his hips still slapped against hers.Sans then whispered roughly into her ear as she tried to contain her mewls of pleasure, “I want to see my cum dripping down your thighs as you perform.” Her breath hiccuped and her shoulders shuddered from the remark. He continued, “No clean up, just filled-“ he nearly pulled out again before sharply thrusting back in, “to the brim.”Her nails dug into the desk, breath hitching as she knew he would make do on that. “Aahn!” She sucked on his fingers as he continued to fuck her, using his powerful hips to drive himself deep.He pulled his fingers away from her mouth and used both hands to grip her hips firmly. He huffed through his teeth as he increased the speed and intensity of his thrusts even further, driving himself into her pussy with such force that it caused her hips to buck wildly and her legs to hit the desk.She squirmed beneath him, struggling with pleasure, trying to remain upright, trying to stay quiet, it was a delicious torment. Her walls clenched tightly around his cock, trying to hold onto him and milk him for all he was worth, craving release. She could see the sweat dripping off of her body and his in the mirror as he bucked agasint her, nearly taking her feet off the floor.She finally broke, walls shuddering around his cock as she came again with a hoarse cry against the mirror. Her knees buckled but he held her hips tightly to keep her against him as he continued.Her screams of ecstasy reverberated inside his skull, making his soul shudder in bliss. He growled between thrusts, driving himself into her cumming pussy. "That's it sweetheart, show everyone who takes care of you." He grunted loudly as he then released within her."Ahhh-Ahh!" Her arms nearly gave out as well as he pulsed inside her, the hot sensation making her quiver and cry for more.He pulled out of her slightly, allowing some of his sticky seed to drip out, before sharply thrusting back inside once more. "And now it's time for me to fill you up completely." Without more notice, he continued his pace of fucking up into her.She exclaimed loudly, "Ahhh!” as her shoulders shook and her body was wracked with pleasure.He huffed, “Every. Last. Drop.” He quickly pushed her forward so that her stomach was against the desk and her chest pressed against the mirror. He repositioned himself and began to push back into her without hesitation, showing no mercy as he relentlessly continued.Her body shuddered with pleasure as she was trapped against the desk and mirror. "Ahh... Ahhh... Fuck... Yes- Yes- Yes-." She repeated over and over again.Her hands desperately clung to the desk before his body buckled against her. He shuddered against her hips with a fiercely loud groan. “Fuck!” she wheezed as he came inside her again, pouring into her.His cum began to dribble out, but he didn't stop. He shifted and kept thrusting until he had emptied himself completely, spilling out of her twitching pussy with each motion, leaving trails of thick white liquid dripping down her legs.Sans moaned deeply with satisfaction as he then stepped back while still holding her hips. He gripped himself and slowly pulled himself out, watching as his cum began to overflow, dripping down to her knees and onto the floor.“There we go...now you're nice and full for me."She groaned as her blood coursed hotly through her body. Frisk twitched against the desk, completely overcome with ecstasy, body spent, and spirit filled to the brim with determination. He reveled in the sight, as her walls clenched and released his seed, glistening wetly in the dim light of the dressing room.She groaned again as her each and every limb wobbled and buzzed. Her mouth was dry as she asked while knowing the answer, “And now I have to perform like this?” She tried to catch her breath as she took in her reflection, her makeup was still holding up, and the fabric of her dress didn’t show that she was sweating profusely.“Yep~” He quickly moved her panties back up her thighs, causing her to cry out as the fabric hit her warm and over-stimulated pussy. He leaned on the desk with her and smiled at her disheveled state.Her legs finally had feeling in them again as she stood beside the desk without aid from her arms. She winced in surprise as her walls stretched and flexed, causing more of his cum to dribble out. She shut her thighs together and pulled down her dress. She turned to his cheeky face and huffed, “God Sans.”He ran his fingers past her cheek and replied, “I bet it’ll be a great show~” --- She just had to fall for the mobster, the monster skeleton who gave her a good job and peace of mind. She shuddered and held her legs together, waiting for the curtain to reveal her and the band. She sighed evenly through her nose and shimmid her legs, groaning as her thighs were still wet from him.The curtain began to rise and the band started the opening number. She licked her lips and gripped the microphone as the music got louder.She swooned into the microphone, professional and calm despite her nerves, “Bali Ha'i~ may call you~ any night, any day~” The crowd began to whistle as she continued, “In your heart, you'll hear it call you~ Come away, come away.”She did like her new life, it wasn't too bad. Singing was in her blood. She moved her shoulder up and swayed with the microphone. “Bali Ha'i will whisper on the wind of the sea~ Here am I, your special island~ Come to me, come to me~” She saw Sans standing by with other staff members and winked at him.“Where the sky meets the sea, Here am I your special island. Come to me~, come to me~”He watched her hungrily as she performed. He started to pant with anticipation as he saw her legs glisten in the lights.She danced. “Bali Ha'i, Bali Ha'i, Bali Ha'i~Someday you'll see me floating in the sunshine, my head sticking out of a low-lying cloud~ You'll hear me call you~, singing through the sunshine~”He grinned as she continued.“Sweet and clear as can be~ Come to me,” The music swelled, “here I am,” and rose, “come to me.” Before she draped her arms over herself. “Bali Ha'i, Bali Ha'i, Bali Ha'i.”She shimmied her thighs as he saw her dress get wet at the edges. The not too distant memory sent a shiver down his spine and brought a bulge back to his pants. He knew he had to control himself, but he only wanted more.When her performance was over, Sans took a drag off of his cigar as he greeted her again backstage.His voice carried his illicit desires, “You put on one hell of a performance tonight, sweetheart." He leaned in close to her ear, whispering so only she could hear, "I could listen all night long."She smirked, “There’s a lot of things you could do all night long.”He bit down on the end of his cigar, causing red smoke to escape by his gold tooth. "Damn right.”She crossed her legs tightly as she quickly sat down, a warm sensation between her thighs already beginning to make itself known. She took a deep breath, trying not to let her excitement slip into her voice, “When do I get to see where you live Sansy?” The question carried a request to take their relationship to the next level.He moved closer to her, putting his arm around her shoulder and pulling her to his chest like he had earlier. "My place?” He held his cigar in one hand, “What kind of trouble have I gotten myself into tonight?” He blew smoke out the side of his mouth as his fingers wove gently through her hair, before he quickly gripped her head and pulled it back.She gasped sharply before he pressed his mouth against her lips, rough tongue gliding across hers hungerly. She let out a slow sigh, letting the heat emanating from his body glide against hers. He could get overwhelming sometimes, but it made her quiver all the same. She moaned softly against him and moved her chin forward.Without waiting for an invitation, Sans grabbed her hips and nearly dragged her off the chair. His voice was aggressive yet playful, "Give me a good reason why I shouldn't just take you here? Right now?”She flushed, she really didn’t have a good one, except that she was embarrassed enough having to perform with her legs aching and her core dripping. She tried to BS her way through it by draping her arms across his shoulders. "Please... take me home with you instead?” She batted her eyelashes, “I want to be yours tonight." She rubbed her nose against his ridge. “In your own space.”He huffed smoke out the side of his mouth with a laugh. "Fine, if that's what you want." He pulled away from her, his red eyes gleaming as he smirked down at her.She sat up straighter and pressed her thighs more closely together. “You seem to always know what I want.”He leaned down to gently cup her face in his hands, pulling her towards him and pressing their mouths together once more. It was a deep kiss that turned demanding but before she could fall too deeply, he pulled away, licking his lips. “My place it is.”--Sans' house was located on the rooftop of the nightclub, providing an amazing view of the city lights. He led her inside by the hand and showed her around proudly, pointing out details like the panoramic windows, fine art, and condiment stocked fridge; before finally sitting down on his wrap-around couch. “Go ahead and make yourself comfortable.""This place is incredible!” she said in awe, “So beautiful!” She walked in a circle around the livingroom and lightly touched the surfaces of his fine furniture.Sans smirked at her. “Yep, this is where I call home, sweetheart. The best part of the whole damn club, other than you."Her voice dropped lower as she moved to stand in front of him, "Make myself comfortable! Where do you want me to sit?”He grinned before he grabbed her arm and brought her against his lap, kissing her sweetly as she was brought to his level. She gasped slightly in surprise but then closed her eyes and relaxed into the sensation.He ran his fingers through her hair gently, pulling it back from her face and exposing her neck for him to kiss and nibble. His other hand moved lower, cupping her ass firmly as he lifted her up slightly, positioning her so that she was straddling him better.Her breath caught in her throat as her body met the weight of his hardened length. She then let out a small moan of pleasure and sucked on his tongue as he put it against her mouth. She was growing wetter and increasingly more hot, acutely aware of the size and heat of his erection pressing against her thighs.“I-I feel…” she clutched at her heart, “w-whenever you touch me or look at me…" In a mad dash she swiftly took off her dress and under garments, tossing them to the floor.His cock twitched at the sight of her delicious curves and breasts. His voice was low and seductive, "Same here sweetheart.” A slight moan escaped him as she undid his pants to slowly stroke his length.A warm rush of arousal pooled between her legs, and she pressed one hand against his shoulder. Her eyes were desperate and loving as she whispered, "Sans.”“Frisk.” He kissed her again and his soul raced with anticipation.A whimper of desire left her lips as he moved to stroke his cock against her waiting folds. She couldn't help but lean forward slightly, pressing her breasts closer to his chest as she wrapped her arm around his neck, holding onto him for support as he held her hand against his shaft.Sans smiled back at her, his red eyes gleaming with a mix of lust and dominance. He moved his free hand from her ass to grab onto her waist firmly. She gasped as his mouth claimed hers in a fierce kiss, their tongues tangling together while he pushed his tip her wetness. She moaned deeply into his mouth, arching her back, wanting more.He moved his hips forward, pushing his length farther, feeling her tightness grip around him firmly. Both her hands dug into his broad shoulders as his cock pushed deeper into her slick warmth, stretching her walls and making her gasp in pleasure. She let out a series of low moans, hips rocking in tandem with his.He moved slowly at first, giving her time to adjust before gradually increasing his pace. Panting against her until he was thrusting into her fast enough to make her head bob.Her eyebrows arched and she whimpered as a tremor wracked her body. “God-“He huffed with a smirk, "Yeah. That's right..."Their tongues met again as his cock slid against her walls, hitting every nerve perfectly. She let out a low moan, body shaking as he continued to plunge into her depths, managing to gasp out his name between kisses.Her fingers dug into his shoulders as their mouths remained locked together while Sans continued. Her body trembled, her vision clouded over, and with each slap of their hips she hiccuped for air. She gasped, breaking away from the kiss, her voice was barely audible beneath the sound of their heavy breathing and the wet slapping of flesh against flesh, "Oh fuck yes.”Sans ran his tongue across her breasts and then to her neck as he continued to thrust his hips forward, pushing himself deeper. Her body was shivering and twitching as he drove up into her over and over again, hips bucking, wanting more. He growled, low and slow as she gripped at his head while he held her hips.He huffed and grazed his sharp teeth across her clavicle. “Cum for me.”"Oh god, yes! Make me cum for you. Please..." Her voice trembled as her inner walls clenched around his length.He smirked as she awaited the climax that only he could bring her. He increased his pace, grunting like a wild animal, driving into her with even more force, pushing her body to its limit.She was so wet for him, her walls constricting and soaking his cock. "Yes! Sans!"He didn't slow down or show any sign of relenting, his cock throbbed as her heat enveloped him over and over again.He drove himself deeper into her with each powerful stroke until he was buried balls-deep inside her. He grabbed both her wrists and held them at her sides, continuing his thrusts but keeping her body locked in place on his lap.She let out a low moan, her body shaking with pleasure before her will snapped. "Ah!” She threw her head back before her body instantly buckled, cumming against him with a fierce cry.She convulsed around him, but he didn't let up. "That's right!” He grunted through his teeth as his eyes flickered, “Cum for me," Her walls shuddered around him and she shivered her soul and heart thudded uncontrollably.His cock twitched and throbbed inside her until he was at his limit as well. With a loud groan of pleasure he released a torrent inside her, burying his face in her neck as he held her sharply down on his lap. His cum dribbled out as she hiccuped a cry beside his face. Her hips shuddered and quaked as it dripped from her folds, mouth dry as she moaned and curled against him before he continued to pound into her mercilessly.“Ah! But Sans!” Her legs tightened around his, her thighs aching before he came again while still plowing into her with wild abandon. She cried out as he bit into her shoulder and forcibly held her in the same locked position, filled by him as her pussy milked the last of his cock.She saw stars as her body and soul passed electric currents back and forth through each other. Sans panted against her and licked at her skin where he had left a circular bite mark. His balls tightened under her buttocks as she sat and twitched against him before his will snapped and he released inside her.She moaned and shivered with the last of his efforts being spent inside her. He grinned and gingerly let go of her wrists before he lifted her hips. She placed her trembling hands onto his shoulders before sighing in bliss. He grunted as his spent cock slipped out of her, followed by an effusion of his own cum onto his lap. He sighed with a content and euphoric smile.She exhaled against his chest and sat more comfortably to the side of his lap. She rubbed her nose against his shirt and closed her eyes.He smiled and asked, “Tired? Can't say I blame ya’.” He picked her up in his arms and carried her to the bedroom. “I need a rest myself.”She didn't reply, she quickly dozed off with the sounds of their souls beating in sync.