(~smut warning)

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(Red)

I was kind of relieved to be in a neat-looking, non-busted house with whole walls and actual light. Stretch gave me a blanket and a pillow, saying I could crash on the couch as long as I wanted. He also said that Blue would come home later, after the party.

Stretch's confidence that he could handle Boss both impressed and worried me. I didn't want anyone to get hurt because of me, let alone Stretch. I wouldn't forgive myself if Boss attacked him.

But his cool, laid-back nature and his absolute confidence let me relax. I felt easy for the first time in a long time. My fidgeting stopped and I settled on the couch, letting out a real sigh of release for the first time in...how long has it been? Honestly, I have no idea...

I closed my eye sockets, resting.

Something bumped up against my arm and I opened one eye, looking to see Stretch leaning on the couch, sitting on the floor, watching the television.

He seemed not to notice me looking at him, so I just closed my eyes again to rest.

(Stretch)

Good, he's sleeping, I thought to myself as Red began to snore loudly. I sighed, flicking the television off to go upstairs. He would sleep soundly without me for a while, and I was tired myself. I didn't want to say anything but teleporting two skeletons across AUs, even from the Void, was really tiring.

Yawning, I stretched my arms and closed my bedroom door, throwing my hoodie on the floor and taking my shorts off, crashing onto my bed in my tank top and boxers.

I hope he sleeps well...he needs a decent night's sleep... I thought as I drifted off into a light sleep. I might be a little nonchalant about Fell, but I wasn't stupid. If he did show up, I'd be alert enough to take him on.

(Red)

Running, panting, towards the screaming. I had to get there. I had to.

The screaming intensified and a familiar voice screamed, "RED HELP!" I sped up, tripping in the three-inch snow at my feet. Who was being tortured I didn't know exactly. All I knew was the Boss was behind it and he was doing it to hurt me.

I whipped around a corner, skidding sideways before gaining my feet again and running for a wall of fog that hid two indistinct figures. One was standing over the other, and the other was the source of the screaming.

The screaming started to die down and I sped up again or at least tried to. I had no air and the only energy in my body came from my desperate panic.

I came upon the scene and felt tears prick in my eyes but I fought them off. Boss stood over a beaten and defeated Stretch. They both looked at me as I skidded to a stop, panting roughly and unevenly.

"Boss, no!" I yelled pathetically.

Boss just scowled maniacally, pointing a sharp bone already dripping with blood at Stretch.

"You're sticking up for this pathetic welp, mutt?" he growled. He kicked Stretch, making him wince and whimper slightly.

"Please..." I pleaded. But Boss was hearing nothing.

"It's time you learn that you belong to me and me alone!" with that he stabbed the bone through Stretch's chest.

"NO!" I screamed, running to Stretch's side. He was coughing up blood and I held him.

"Dammit, Stretch," I said, tears falling freely, "This is why you shouldn't care about me..."

"But, Red," he reached a shaky, dusting hand to my face, "If I," he coughed violently, his entire decaying body shaking, "didn't c-care about you, I c-couldn't do this..." He pressed his teeth to mine, kissing me gently as I felt him grow lighter in my arms. I could taste his blood in his mouth. He fell away, coughing violently again.

"Don't miss me too much, will ya, Sans?" he said, smiling at me as his dust blew away. I held his orange hoodie, shaking in anger.

"PAPYRUS!!!!!!!"

I sat up with a jerk, panting heavily. Cold sweats covered my trembling body as I looked at my surroundings. I wasn't at home, I was in Underswap, with Stretch...

Stretch...He no longer sat next to me on the floor. I leaped off the couch, looking around frantically. He has to be here...Oh god, he has to be here...

Sprinting up the stairs two at a time, I rounded my way around the banister and made for Stretch's door. I slammed it open, searching the room until I spotted Stretch sitting up on his bed, looking at me with wide eyes.

Letting out a pent-up sigh of relief I tackled him, hugging him tightly.

"You're alive!" I gasped, holding his neck tightly.

"If you keep holding my neck like this I won't be in about four minutes," Stretch replied. I swiftly loosened my grip, still holding him as my body trembled from my nightmare.

"Red, are you alright?" Stretch cupped my cheeks and I could feel warmth flood them. I suddenly realized I was holding him close and pushed myself off, turning away.

"'m f-fine, Stretch," I said lamely, not looking at him. Why did I do that? Why'd I act out like that? He's just a friend...right?

"Really?" he raised a browbone at me, "cause you're covered in cold sweats but you're also super warm. You sick or somethin'?"

"Nah, 'm j-just fine," I grumbled.

(Stretch)

He's adorable when he's trying to be gruff and distant. He's also failing at being both. I went to touch him again, but he jerked back from me. He looked terribly frightened as if he's seen a ghost.

I set my hands down, smiling at him. He just grumbled again and scooted farther away. He's not used to feelings, is he? I thought, chuckling internally. I've liked Red for a long time and wanted to protect him ever since we first met. His brother is a total jackass most of the time and I can't stand it. At least the other dark brothers have some love in their dichotomies. But the Fells...it's all behind closed doors and I hate being unable to help Red.

"Red, I brought you here to help you," I said softly. He glanced at me briefly, before turning back away with that adorable red blush of his, "Please let me help you."

"Ya wanna help me?" he said roughly, "Stop caring 'bout me. That'll help."

Taken aback, I searched for words. Any words I had died in my mouth when I saw Red crying. Ruby red tears fell, despite his obvious attempts to fight them off.

"People who care 'bout me get hurt," he said sharply, "I don't wanna see you get hurt, too."

"Red, I won't get-"

"Yes you will!" he rounded on me, furious and frightened tears on his face, "Boss'll come after you! He'll torture you and he'll-he'll-he'll KILL YOU!"

"Red, I-"

"He'll kill you, Papyrus!" he cried, sitting on his knees and staring at me, "I've already seen it happen and I won't let it happen again. If you give a damn about my worthless life, then STOP CARING!"

We sat in silence as he stared angrily at me. He sat back and hugged his knees, facing away from me.

"You aren't worthless," I said softly, looking at my hands, "And I won't stop caring about you."

"Then you're dumber than ya look, fool," Red growled.

"Only because I'm a fool for you."

(Red)

His words stopped my torn up feelings in their tracks. I hated how much he cared. He was only setting himself up to get hurt. And I hated how I didn't want to see him get hurt. I hated how much I cared.

But that kiss, dream though it might have been, lingered in my mind. Sure, Boss and I had some sort of intimacy, but it wasn't always as...caring as that dream kiss had been. As Stretch is trying to be. As my brother used to be. And maybe I liked it kinda rough, but that didn't mean it was always okay.

"You serious?" I asked him. He nodded.

"I've liked ya for a long time, Red," he continued in that same soft tone, "I just want to see you smile, hear you laugh, make you happy..." His fist tightened, "Keep you safe..."

I sighed, "Why do you care so much?"

"I just told ya why, Red," he said. I rolled my eyes, making a move to leave.

He grabbed my hand, "Do I need to show you how much I care?"

Ya know what, "Yes. Yes, you do." Fuck it.

(Stretch)

Now that my feelings were out in the open, hearing him tell me to prove them only made what I did easier.

I've wanted to do this for so long...I leaned forward to his apprehensive face, his eyes daring me. Grabbing his chin lightly, I pulled him close.

"Red, I love you," and kissed him. I made it as soft and full of love as I possibly could, holding him close to me. I never want to let him go.

I kissed him for a long moment before he kissed back. His hand found my arm and he pulled away, giving me a sharp-toothed grin.

"Tha's a lotta care there, Stretch," he told me. He licked his teeth, "But I don' think tha's all, is it?"

I grinned back, "Not by a long shot, Red."

(Red)

Stretch pulled me back into the kiss, our mouths moving in sync as I kissed him back. He was being soft and caring, almost as if he feared he'd scare me with being too intense.

He crawled forward, placing his hands on either side of my body. I started to lean back slightly as he approached. Feeling how far I leaned back, I reached an arm around his neck and pulled him down with me as I fell onto my back. A small smirk tugged at Stretch's mouth when he found himself between my legs.

My free hand trailed down his back to reach beneath his tank top. I stroked his spine gently, letting him know I wanted to take things further. Stretch took notice and turned up the kiss, deepening it and licking my teeth. I gladly let him in, feeling his long tongue take over my mouth and explore it. He explored everything needily and I let him, toying our tongues together from time to time. One of his hands traveled down my body, rubbing my ribs through my sweater. But I wanted his touch and began to take my jacket off. He helped, letting me sit up enough to pull it off my shoulders and shove it away. His hands grabbed the hem of my sweater and worked it off, our kiss breaking only long enough for me to tug it over my head and throw it away.

We returned to the kiss immediately and made it stronger, deeper, and more passionate as Stretch got greedy. He thrust his tongue back into my mouth and played with my tongue, swirling around it back and forth. His hands rubbed my ribs softly, trailing his long, delicate fingers over each one as he went up and down. I let out little moans at his touch, his fingers leaving a ghostly tingle everywhere they traveled. My scars, which lay everywhere, were sensitive and sometimes I would feel his fingers linger at some of the deeper ones. At such moments he'd pause slightly in the kiss and I brought him back, rubbing my tongue on his. I didn't want him to dwell on Boss's treatment. I wanted him here, in the moment, with me, right now.

His traveling hand found a very deep scar on my chest and I could almost feel his anger flare at it. I tried rubbing my tongue against his, but his hand explored the extent of the scar. Instead, I sucked on his tongue, surprising him. I sucked on it for a while, enjoying the feeling of it in my mouth. His hand left the scar and continued along my ribs.

I broke away from the kiss, panting. Our mouths remain connected by several strings of saliva and Stretch's tongue hung out as he stared down at me, panting faintly as well. He seemed to drool slightly as he looked down at me. My face still felt warm and I doubted the feeling would go away for a while. A goblet of drool fell from Stretch's mouth onto my chin, and I licked it up, slicing the spit strings in the process. It made him drool even more.

He dove forward and kissed me roughly before trailing kisses down to my neck. His hand reached up and undid my collar, revealing the bruise from my earlier fight with Boss as he took it away. Stretch paused again before leaning down and kissing it gently, making me moan softly because of how sensitive the bone was. I pressed his skull into the spot, keeping him there and forcing his mouth into it. I tilted my head, panting at the pressure on the injury. Stretch heard me and licked the spot forcefully, adding more pressure. I moaned softly again and he continued.

He bit down softly and I tossed my head, "Gah-ah...~" My hold loosened on his skull.

Stretch came up, concerned, "Did I hurt you?"

Panting slightly, I grinned at him, "In the best way, Stretch." That confused him, so I pulled him down into another kiss before pulling back and looking at him seriously, "Don't be afraid to do it again. I like it, okay?"

"O-okay," he breathed. Wrapping my fingers around his skull I brought him back down to the bruise. He went back to licking it and I began to moan softly again.

I trailed my hands down his back, inching his tank top up to pet his spine. I tugged it on his shoulders and he came up, taking it off and coming down to kiss me again. I stroked his back mindlessly, feeling the smoothness of his bones unmarred by scars of any kind. His hands traveled along my body as he trailed licks and kisses down to my neck once more, this time going to my collarbone.

"Ah, I love how smooth you are, Stretch," I breathed. Stretch grinned against my bones before biting down roughly on my collarbone. "Hng, ahh~" I moaned, tossing my head. Stretch let go, licking and kissing all my ribs as he traveled down. Soft moans escaped me and I didn't bother to hide them. HIs hands slowly pulled my shorts down, stroking my legs on his way down. I shivered slightly at his touch, panting pleasantly.

I sat up on my elbows, looking at Stretch playfully as I spread my legs in front of his astonished face. "Something wrong, Stretch~?" I asked him, splaying my legs to stretch my dripping cunt teasingly. Stretch drooled even more at the sight, and I felt myself drool at seeing the massive orange bulge in his boxers. Fuck, how big is he? I licked the drool off my teeth in vain, staring at him. All my teasing faded as I watched the bulge get bigger.

(Stretch)

Holy shit... Red was displaying himself for me... My erection grew painfully large at his bright red, lust-filled eyes looking at me. His scarred body was at my mercy, but I wasn't sure I could-

"Fuck, Stretch," Red panted, reaching one of his hand forward as he played with himself, watching me with those large red eyes, "Ya gonna sit there tauntingly all night or are ya gonna pound me?"

My member twitched as he played with his cunt. He looked so wet already...

Forgoing self-control I dove forward. Red's hand pulled away as I started to lick his cunt. He immediately fell back with a soft moan. He shivered pleasantly as I tongued his folds. His cunt already dripped with expectation and he tasted salty but to me, there was nothing sweeter.

"Hah, hng, Stretch~" Red moaned softly. It drove me mad.

Shoving my tongue inside him I explored his wet cavern greedily. His moans got louder. I searched every inch of his walls, looking for his soft spot, wanting to hear him get louder. His breathing quickened when I found it and I thrust my tongue repeatedly into that spot.

"Mnm, aha, Stretch~" Red moaned, "Fuck yes~"

He's so vocal, I love it, I put my mouth of his entrance and sucked on it, still thrusting my tongue into his spot.

"Fuck, gah, hng, yes~!" Red moaned loudly. He pounded his fist on the bed, arching his back, "Just l-like, hhg, that~!"

I sucked harder on him, feeling his legs twitch. He moaned out words and my name several times as he neared his edge. His back arched greatly.

"F-Fuck, Stre-ehah~!" his walls tightened on my tongue and filled my mouth with warmth. I moaned softly as I swallowed his salty-sweet taste. Sitting up a little I looked back at his adorable face.

Red was panting with his tongue out, his mouth covered in drool that ran down his chin. His red pupils were heart shaped and his face was bright cherry red.

"Holy shit..." he panted, looking down at me, "You're so much better than Boss, Stretch..."

"Cause I care 'bout ya, Red," I leaned over him, kissing him passionately. He kissed back needily and desperately, wrapping his arms around my neck.

He pulled away with a smirk, "Just fuckin' pound me already, will ya?"

(Red)

I needed him inside. I needed him to fuck me into next week. I needed to find out just how big that bulge was.

Stretch flashed me that cocky grin of it, sliding back to finally take off those damned boxers.

"You asked for it," he said as his massive length sprung out proudly.

"Yea, I did..." I purred deep in my chest at the sight, "Holy fuck ya gotta let me taste ya Stretch..." I licked my teeth longingly, "Ya look fuckin' delicious..."

Without waiting for an answer I sat up and grabbed him, stroking him as he stared at me in shock. Precum leaked out of his tip and I drooled. He was huge, long and thick...

Putting my mouth over him I bobbed up and down, guiding his massive length down my throat with my tongue. Stretch gasped and moaned, his hands on my skull to guide me. I looked up into his eyes, seeing them shine with orange magic. I shoved myself down on his length, deepthroating and gagging slightly but loving it. I was mildly impatient and I felt that Stretch was too, so I came off with a loud pop and grinned at him, stroking his length and spreading my red saliva all over it. I grew wetter at seeing his lustful gaze and feeling his throbbing cock in my hand.

"Mmm, Stretch," I sat up and kissed him shortly, "Ya taste fuckin' amazing..."

I let go and fell backward, spreading my legs invitingly, "Now fuck me with that huge delicious cock of yours~" I purred deeply. Stretch approached, lining himself up. I grabbed his chin, grinning at him, "And don't be gentle~"

Stretch grinned and nodded. He lined himself completely and slammed in. He was HUGE! I moaned loudly as he stretched my walls. I bucked my hips up, wrapping my legs around his waist. He started to thrust, but he wasn't fast enough.

"Faster, S-Stretch, shit~" I moaned. He sped up, shoving his size in my entrance. My tongue hung out of my mouth as drool fell down my face.

"Ha-harder, fuck!" I moaned loudly. Stretch started to pound me and I uncurled my legs from his waist, pulling them up to give him more access. My spine jolted from the force and the bed shook. Stretch groaned and grunted with effort.

His size hit my soft spot and I screamed, "FUCK, RIGHT THERE! FUCK ME HARDER RIGHT THERE~!"

"Ya want me to break this wet cunt, Red?" Stretch panted, grabbing my hips and slamming into me roughly.

"YES! FUCKIN' DESTROY ME, OH MY GOD, PAPYRUS~!"

(Stretch)

Hearing his gruff, wonderful voice scream my name made me want to hear more. Nearly clawing his hips I sped up inhumanly. His moans and screams filled my bedroom as I abused his soft spot in his wet entrance.

His fists gripped the sheets as his back arched high, his beautiful body taut with pleasure.

"HOLY FUCK, PAPY YOU'RE SO BIG I LOVE IT~!" Red screamed happily. Music to my mind.

A knot, started with Red's blowjob, tightened at his screams and I grunted. I could feel his walls tighten on my dick as he screamed loudly.

"Scream my name!" I growled.

"PAPYRUS~!" Red screamed as he released hard on me, some of it squirting out past my dick onto the bed.

The knot burst and I slammed deeply into Red, "Gah, Sans~!" I groaned loudly. He moaned loudly, his tongue hanging out of his mouth as I filled him up.

Panting, I pulled out and fell back, exhausted. Red crawled up next to me, wrapping his arms around me snugly. I wrapped my around him as well, sighing happily.

"Told ya I cared, Red," I said, looking down at his adorable face. He grinned at me.

"Ya really shouldn't, but I love how much you do," he said, nuzzling my chest, "I love you, Stretch."

"I love you, too, Red," I said. I pulled him up close, whispering, "And I won't let you go. I'll never let you get hurt again."

Red chuckled mirthlessly but hugged me tighter, "Ya fool, good luck..."

"...but, thanks..."

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(THERE YOU GO MY SINFUL SISTER)

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(Merry Christmas, everybody. Hope you enjoyed this Holiday angst...)