🌹SoL🌹 :: Page 461 - 465 (NSFW)

(My Partner took the liberty of drawing an extra page for the comic! vvv )

(Isn't he talented!)

and just a minute or two of desperation, but not HATE.  Not full-on decisive hate.  

 

This woman was not going with his plans…

 

And once Sans shook off the shock and very very very slight moment of regret and hesitation at seeing her face, the skeleton monster began to feel an incredible amount of annoyance and admiration and excitement for his little lady.  

 

She wasn’t making it easy on him.  No she wasn’t.  Though Sans could make it easy on himself.  So many things he could do to her and she wouldn’t be able to do a fucking thing about it.  

 

She may have had a strong SOUL but she had such a fragile and delicate body.  Such a defenseless little creature really…such a pretty and delicious defenseless little creature…she really didn’t know who she was yelling at.  Still didn’t know who she was dealing with and wouldn’t it be so much fun to show her just how...powerless she was?

 

He temporarily toned her out, feeling his magic swirling inside his mouth.  A second later his red gooey tongue formed.  

 

If he grabbed her shoulders and threw her on the sofa and got on top on her, what could she do? Push him off?  Yeah right.  Scream?  Who would hear her?  Who would DARE help her?  

 

If she tries to hit him again all he would have to do is grab both of her wrists in one hand and pin them above her head.  God, he could just see the look her face.  That ugly hatred melting away as those big beautiful eyes of hers widened with fear, her chest pumping up and down with every frightened breath she took.

 

And maybe as she’s struggling to get away grinding her body against his unintentionally, calling to an imaginary friend...or her pretend boyfriend, Sans would start toying with her buttons and slowly undoing them just to show her how helpless she really was.