(The next morning)

Lust awoke groggily to find an arm draped over him. He startled slightly, before realising it was Papyrus. Suddenly, the memories from the night before came flashing back to him.

"Oh no. Noooo.." He moaned. He felt like crying.

There was no way he could ever enjoy the torment Papyrus inflicted upon him, but last night.. Last night, he hadn't been able to control his own thoughts, his own actions.

Lust moved the arm off him and started to climb out of bed. But unfortunately, a hand grabbed his, stopping him.

"Where are you going, Kitten?" Papyrus said sleepily, his eye-sockets half-closed.

Lust gulped, twisting back to face him. He could feel tears stinging at the back of his eye-sockets from the devastation of his own actions.

"This.. This isn't me.. Whatever you gave me, what it made me do.. That's not how I truly feel." Lust swallowed. The tears were beginning to brim at his eye-sockets. "You already force me to do this. Why do you have to make me pretend to enjoy it?"

Papyrus, now more awake, propped himself up on his elbows, scrutinizing Lust. "Kitty, why are you sad? I thought you were having a good time last night." He reached up to brush a tear that we beginning to make its way down Lust's cheekbone.

Lust flinched away, swiping at the tear himself. "I don't love you. I never will. Stop trying to make me."

Papyrus frowned, looking at Lust, contemplating. Then, seeming to come to a consensus, he smiled. "I see. You just need to be reminded what it felt like. I'll help you for as long as it takes."

Lust's breath hitched as Papyrus pulled him closer, running a hand down his spine. "N-No.. I don't.." Lust gasped, eyes rolling up slightly as Papyrus inserted a finger into his opening. "G-Guh..! N-No.." He flushed purple as Papyrus stuck his finger deeper, moving it around inside. Lust moaned ecstatically, squirming this way and that as Papyrus moved his finger around.

Lust gripped the bedsheets so hard his bones creaked. He gasped, taking a stuttering breath as he tried to pull away from Papyrus. "Hnnngh.. Please.. master.."

Papyrus's eye-sockets narrowed as he realised that Lust was trying to get away. He must be fighting against the potion powerfully, but from his weak attempts, he could tell Lust was still failing. No worries. He just needed to use a stronger technique.

Papyrus pulled Lust's squirming body towards him, then without any warning, he forced his own dick into Lust. Lust gasped, his voice crying out as he stopped struggling. Lust moaned, shivering against Papyrus.

Papyrus smiled, stroking Lust slowly as he forced more of his length into Lust. Lust made another desperate squeak, shaking a little in Papyrus's grasp. His tears began to fall down his face. "H-H-Hah.."

And then he was shaking as his sobs rang through his body. Papyrus tightened his grip on Lust, leaning down to brush a kiss against Lust's skull. Lust whimpered, moaning with both need and devastation. He wanted Papyrus, but he also wanted to get away.

His emotions were warring against each other, but he could feel that he was losing. The pleasure was already arcing throughout his entire body, making everything else blank out. He couldn't think properly.

When Papyrus pulled Lust in for a kiss, he didn't fight. And so, he gave in to the pleasure and fell back in to the haziness that was his mind.

Hey, would you guys rather want a good ending, or a bad/sad ending? Comment on this paragraph to vote! -IniquityHalo