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Flowey hated his life. Well, not always, but he is especially reminded about his flowery form when trapped in a pot, basking on the shelf near the bathroom window, like he was just a decoration. The door is locked, and the gap in the window is too far up, so he couldn’t even leave!
This wasn’t because Flowey was dangerous. He’s changed his ways he likes to think. Sure all these new playthings around him due give him some morbid thoughts, but he’s gained some empathy.
No, it’s because those two, Frisk and Chara, want some ‘alone time’, and he is locked in here to suffer! Flowey could have lived in blissful ignorance, but the bathroom is right next to the bedroom. And the walls are very thin.
Golly, the first time this happened, Flowey was left stunned. What were the two doing that caused such loud noises, the bed to creak, passionate name screaming, and these weird wet and sloppy noises. Flowey had never known what they were doing, nor had Asriel seen Chara mention anything relating to this.
And when the two walked in after the noise died down, their overall appearance was shaken up, with buttons and zippers loosened, shirts untucked, hair ruffled. Their lips were kind of puffy, and there were some bite marks on their necks, and they looked sweaty.
“What have you two been doing?” Flowey had proclaimed in shock, causing the both of them to jump.
Chara just picked his pot up, and quickly placed him outside, a moody yet embarrassed expression on their face, before moving back inside, leaving Flowey’s cries ignored.
So Flowey, ever the curious, went to the one place he knew might have an explanation. His laptop that Papyrus just gave him for some reason, but he isn’t questioning it.
Vines protruded to click at the keys, and after searching: ‘weird, wet sounds and moans coming from bedroom’, he got in answer. Now, Flowey didn’t have any safety features on his searches, as he has seen it all after all…
Except sex. He hasn’t seen that. And he was shocked, flabbergasted. ‘Is this what they did?’ Flowey thought as he watched a video. ‘This intimate, disgusting, primal act? I know they’re dating, but I thought it was just kissing!”
Monster ‘sex’, to his understanding, is a mixture of two monsters’ magic to create a SOUL, which shall incubate inside one of the monsters, or as an egg. Maximum love and consent was involved, as if it was a sacred ritual.
But human sex? That was just lust, pure lust. Humans have websites upon websites of the stuff. And it wasn’t ‘wholesome’. Incest, rape, teen, breeding, tentacles, oral, anal, same sex, and on and on until Flowey had to slam the laptop shut.
He wasn’t aroused, obviously, he lost those feelings a long time ago. He just felt grossed out by it. Chara did this with Frisk, fuck like primal animals, lost to their carnal desires? At least Flowey knows they are both consenting adults. And apparently nonbinary people, like Chara and Frisk, actually have male/female traits? …That does make sense, actually, but then that begs the question of what genitals they have.
Flowey’s at least deduced after enduring multiple is that Frisk appears to have female parts, and Chara male. Frisk has these small but noticeable lumps on their chest, called ‘boobs’, and females have them. And they usually moan stuff like: ‘Cum in me, fill my womb!’ and ‘I’m squirting, Chara!’, and while humans today are pretty progressive, they’re not that advanced yet. And squirting is usually something that females say when they orgasm.
And Chara… Well, Flowey has had the displeasure of finding some… toys. One of these was a male toy called a ‘fleshlight’, so there’s a high chance of Chara being born male. They were usually more quiet, though Flowey did hear a sultry promise being spoken from them, which made him wanna gag. Chara did also seem more hairy, even if they did hate growing hair.
Now Flowey waits for them to get it over with. They probably worry that he’ll accidentally pop into their room, when he’d get as far away as possible. He hasn’t told them that he knows because Asriel was a tween—
“man… kid’s bath sure is nice…” The relaxed, monotone voice of someone in the bath, hidden by the shower curtains, got him out of his thoughts. The tap was also turned on.
Flowey extended a vine to yank away the curtains, revealing Sans, still in his usual outfit, sitting like a dumbass in the bath, pouring a lot of the bubble bath bottle into the bath.
“woah, can’t a guy get some peace?” Sans said, winking at the stunned Flowey. “i know i’m trespassing, but my bro always takes long in the shower, so i just took a shortcut here.”
Flowey would have smacked a leaf over his flowery head, but… he always did hate the smiley trash bag for how he ruined his runs, and he doesn’t know about the dirty sex the two have. Just some petty revenge.
So, Flowey just sighed. “Go ahead, Frisk and Chara are having ‘alone time’ in the room right next to us.”
“eh, kids need a break from a weed like you.” Sans said, the bubbles now overtaking the bath.
Flowey just groaned. “Believe me, I wouldn’t be anywhere around here right now.”
Sans shrugged, as was about to reply, when, “I just want you inside me now, Chara. Fulfilling my needs, fingers or mouth just won’t clear this ache I have for your cock.”
Instantly, Sans pupils shrunk in shock, looking at the wall. Flowey’s face turned sinister.
“But shan’t it be better if I make you beg for it, keep you on the verge of orgasm, to make me pounding you when you’re a horny, wet mess even better? Tell me that doesn’t arouse you, Frisk, look into my eyes.”
Sans looked shocked, the same as Flowey once did. As the sounds of hot kisses and needy moans came from the bedroom, Flowey couldn’t resist a cackle. “Hee hee hee. Looks like you’ve found something you shouldn’t have.”
“uh… yeah.” Sans said, and tumbles out of the bath, clothes somehow dry, and rushes to the door—
“Idiot, they’ve locked me in here, and you can’t shortcut out, how funny this shall be!” Flowey said, as Sans pushed against the locked door, before slumping against it. It seems like he knew about sex, but was shocked that they’d be this vile about it.
“...y’know, skeletons are asexual, they just need to infuse a bone with magic, plant it in the ground, and a lot of time later, a baby.” Sans said. “when i heard the ‘boner’ joke, i always had to be at my A game with my jokes, so i searched it up. and down the rabbit hole i went. luckily, my bro doesn’t know, so that’s good.”
The room fell into silence, the only sounds the running tap, and the noises from the other room.
“Chara,” Frisk playfully whined. “Give less attention to my tits before I die of hornyness! The amount of juices I produce must taste good!”
And from the slurping noises, along with Frisk’s increased moans, it seems that Chara was currently eating Frisk’s pussy.
Flowey cackled at Sans horrified look. “Isn’t it just wonderful?” He sarcastically said. “My best friend is dominating Frisk, surely that must give you good mental images.”
Sans merely walked to the bath, and dunked his entire body into it. Unfortunately, he had turned the tap off, as he was submerged. That meant…
“Chara~” Frisk moaned. “...You dick, left me on the verge of my peak. I oughta have you feel like that!”
Tumbling sound, creaks of the bed, mild laughter. “My cock would only be satisfied by your tight walls, but your mouth might please me. Savour the pre-cum you shall get.”
Unzipping of pants, and then wet and gagging sound, with moans from both sides.
Flowey tried to block it out, but he had no ears to block it out. So, in his pettiness, he got extended vines to pull the plug on the bathtub, draining the water. “This is revenge!” He shouted, but not loudly enough to alert the sex havers.
He threw it out the slight gap in the window for good measure, and Sans just lied there still. “kill me.” He pleaded.
“I don’t do mercy, silly.” Flowey mocked. “And what’s stopping you from just shouting at them, calling out their vile behaviour?”
“we both know why.”
“Your balls are clenching, Chara, are you sure my mouth isn’t working?” Frisk said, voice muffled from the cock in their mouth.
“Frisk…” Chara chuckled, moaning softly. “I thought you were merciful.”
A pop could be heard, as Frisk let out a loud moan, presumably teasing Chara. The bed creaked—
“just to numb the silence.” Sans spoke. “how long have they done this, and does toriel know?”
Flowey was too depleted to put on a scary facade. “Ugh, too many to count. And I know Toriel would allow it if they did it safely.”
“Chara don't bother with the condom, I’ve taken the pill, I wanna feel your cum within me.”
Flowey groaned. “...See. And anyway, you should have respected their privacy in the first place.”
“maybe…” Sans began, but stopped as passionate, lust filled moans could be heard, and the bed heavily creaked.
“Chara~ Your cock in me feels so… AH, stop hitting my G-spot… I didn’t actually— OH please keep doing that~”
“Your body is perfect with mine.” Chara began, and Flowey wanted to groan. “My girth, your tightness, it’s perfect for me pounding you, as I fill you up while you squirt and clench all over me.”
Balls slapped against ass, since Flowey heard wet sounds which sounded like claps. Frisk heavily moaned, and the sounds briefly stopped as Frisk climaxed, and their juices could be heard spraying the wall.
“impressive.” Sans said, and Flowey looked disgusted at him.
However… “My dear Frisk, time for my reward.” Chara said through breaths, and the lustful sounds continued, presumably Chara pounding Frisk as the bed heavily creaked, and powerful slaps could be heard.
After an embarrassing amount of time, Chara finally moaned in pleasure, indicating an orgasm. “Take it all, my love~” And gasps and moans could be heard, but eventually died down.
“Finally.” Flowey said. “They usually come in here to shower off, and then you can escape.”
“...say, can your buddy like… do their power thing, like reset the timeline so i can get deja-vu to not teleport here?” Sans questioned, looking more casual.
Well, Sans has been through enough… “Sure, but I wanna know what that machine is in—”
“Can we do anal Chara? My pussy is fulfilled, but my ass aches for your cock!” Frisk moaned.
“please.” Sans prayed to the Angel.
“Fine, but while your wetness might be enough, let me get some lube, just to be safe.” Chara said.
“Get ready, and pick me up!” Flowey shouted, and Sans reached to grab Flowey’s pot, and stood at the door.
And Chara soon opened the door, hair messy, and thankfully wearing some underpants, as Sans strolled out. Their eyes widened in shock.
Sans turned, looking Chara in the eye. “my mistake, but if you could use your special powers too—
“I save right before each… session, so you’re in luck.” Chara responded, eyeing the flower.
“Just put me outside.” Flowey sarcastically begged.
Chara groaned in annoyance. “Ok, ok! Now move because Frisk grows less horny each second.”
“did not need to know that.” Sans said, and in a flash of black—
They were back at Sans’ place. Sans slumped over onto the couch. “y’know flowey.” He said. “i sympathise with ya.”
“Oh, golly!” Flowey rolled his eyes. “Thank you, but if you do wish to lighten my spirits you’d tell me about that machine—”
“woah, can’t a guy get some peace?” Sans said back in the bathtub, winking at the stunned Flowey, who was stunned because of the sudden LOAD which occurred. “i know i’m trespassing, but my bro always takes long in the—”
And the door barged open, revealing Frisk, thankfully standing in modest Clothes, which should keep Sans mind ignorant. Chara stood close behind, hand on their face.
“Uh, hello Sans? Why are you having a bubble bath???” Frisk asked, confused.
“my bro takes too long…” Sans trailed off, as if getting hit with Deja-Vu, and eyed the wall connecting to the bedroom. “but i get the feeling that we’ve done this before, and… nah, that couldn’t have happened.”
“Oh, so he gets to—” Flowey began, but Chara put a hand over his mouth, and gave the pot containing Flowey to Sans, who was beginning to stand out of the bath. He took the pot, and walked out, and in a flash of black—
Flowey was at the porch of Sans, near the grass, so he crawled himself out, and burrowed into the ground.
Being a flower sucked.
… … …
Chara and Frisk was left alone in the bedroom, the mood now gone. They both just sat next to each other, Frisk mortified that Sans had found out, while Chara mourned Asriel’s innocence lost.
Frisk thought about how to save the mood, as they were still filled with lust. Eventually… “Uh, want me to get the strap on?”
And Chara smiled wildly.