(Requested by Sourpatchkids125)

(~ = smut)

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(Horror)

Just watching him across from me, I grinned at his twitchiness. He and I shared a cautiousness but he was more on edge about it. I just wanted to kill. He had to. He caught me grinning and gave me a crazed smile in return, his violet eye shining.

"I kinda like ya," I decided aloud.

"Oh?" he said. Even his casual voice hinted insanity. Just like my world.

"Yer interesting," I concluded.

"I could say the same for you, Horror," he said.

"Do explain," I said and he chuckled at the random formality.

"The crack, your eye, the teeth, your bod- your hoodie, the ax in your hand...It's fascinating."

I raised a brow bone at him but gave him an evil grin, "Thanks, Dust. If ya wanna know, I like the crazed look in your eye and your twitches. You're cautious like me, but more...intense about it."

"So you like how crazy that maniac made me?" he growled slightly at the word 'maniac' and I knew what he was talking about.

"I like how ya take it in stride, Dust," I grinned at him, "Ya may have let the kid get to ya but ya ain't letting it slow ya down."

"Glad you think so," Dust said heavily, "Most people just shrug me off as being insane and leave it at that. No one really talks to me..."

"Hey, I understand," I held up my ax, tossing it by the blade to make it shine on his face, "No one really enjoys a head dog if ya know what I mean." That drew a real laugh from him, tainted by his crazed voice. I loved it, mostly because no one laughs at my jokes. My face felt slightly warm as I grinned at him.

"Really? Sounds delicious," he grinned and I laughed, shaking my head.

"God, you're amazing," I laughed.

(Dust)

I blushed a little at his comment. No one had called me amazing since Papyrus...He's dead. Forget it. I chuckled nervously.

Horror was the amazing one. He took really well to his apocalyptic world and it gave him a strength that was really hard to replicate. But his acceptance of insanity gave me a comfortable feeling I hadn't felt in a while. He only accepted it so readily because his world was crazier than I am and he was used to it.

But I was glad he talked to me.

And he's been talking to me for months. He's been a companion for a while and I've enjoyed his company. He kept me mildly sane. At least, as sane as I could be around his own craziness. He gave me an outlet and I think I was an outlet for him. Though, I wanted to be closer to him. I need someone like him nearby to feel safe, because I know we're strong enough to protect each other.

I sighed, knowing he wouldn't ever allow such intimacy. His world is built on distance, not closeness. He heard my sigh and gave me a funny look with that bright red eye of his.

"Somethin' wrong, Dusty?" he asked, setting his ax down on the couch we sat on.

I flashed him a smile, "Nothin', Horror." He looked disbelieving but left me alone.

I really wish he wouldn't leave me alone...

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We watched some thriller movie on the couch, me wedged in the couch's armrest and Horror sitting upside down. I kinda wished we were in a different position but I didn't bother him with my antics. He seemed happy enough with the company.

The end credits rolled and Horror stretched, sitting up. He yawned, his sharp teeth stretching wide. "Welp, g'night, Dust," he said tiredly, getting off the couch. He passed me and I grabbed his arm. He looked down at me, confused. I just made eye contact before letting go. Horror flashed me a smile before continuing on to bed. I sighed once I heard his door shut.

Settling into the couch for the night, I thought, why did I do that? He doesn't like me. Why do I want him around so much?

(Horror)

Dust surprised me when he grabbed me, but he never explained it. He just let go. I sat on my bed, contemplating him. I wish we talked about more things about ourselves, but our personal business was so difficult to talk about because of how we live. We keep things close to the chest because our feelings can be dangerous.

I sat and thought about my feelings, which weren't much, and tried to figure out what I was feeling for him. It was hard and took me a few hours, but I believe I figured it out.

I like Dust and want to be close to him.

I stood up and went downstairs. Knowing Dust, he would still be awake. He was afraid of sleep sometimes.

"Dust?" I asked softly.

His head shot up, his violet eye giving a soft glow in front of him. I smiled. He sighed and laid back down.

"Thought you were asleep," he said.

"Couldn't," I approached him, standing next to him. He looked up at me with his white eye and violet one. "Wanted to talk to ya."

"Sit down," he pulled his legs up to let me sit.

"What do you want to talk about?" he asked me.

"Us," I said simply. His eyes narrowed.

"About us how?"

(Dust)

Don't leave me alone, please...

I was worried about his intentions. If he got annoyed with me, if he didn't want to hang out anymore, if he kicked me out-

"I think I like ya, Dust."

If I had a heart it would have stopped.

"I thought about it for a while. Though I'm no good at feelings since they've been dead for a while, I think what I feel towards you...I think I really like ya, Dust."

"Are you joking?" I couldn't believe him. No way he was serious.

"I'm not, Dust," he leaned forward and took my hand, "I really like ya and I wanna be close to you...because there's no one else I can be close to..."

"You make me feel safe..." we made eye contact and I had to believe him.

"Well, Horror..."

"I like you, too..."

(Horror)

With our feelings out in the open, Dust and I became much closer. We would spend closer time together. I liked it when he laid on my lap while we watched movies, and I really liked how he felt comfortable enough to sleep on my lap or next to me. He was much more awake now that he could sleep.

We both felt saner around each other, even as we would go and torture others together. That was fun. Dust became quite adept at helping me with my head dogs with that slim knife of his.

His knife crazes went down around me and I think he felt better about it.

(Dust)

We were chilling on the couch after one of our hunts when Horror did something new.

He turned to me with an odd look in his eyes.

"Somethin' up, Horror?" I asked him.

He leaned up really close and smirked at me, "Well, somethin's up, but nothin's wrong."

That was when he kissed me. It was soft and unrushed but it surprised me nonetheless. Yet, I found myself kissing back. I crawled on top of Horror as he slid down the couch, laying down. Neither of us had ever had this before but it felt too good to stop.

Horror broke away, looking down at me, "Are you okay with this?"

"I think I've wanted this for a long time," I smiled at him. He grinned down at me, his sharp teeth glint, his cherry eye shining.

"Good, because I've wanted to kiss you for ages," he went straight back into it. My arms slid up his body to wrap around his neck. His arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me up higher on his chest.

We laid on the couch like this for a while, his hands trailing up and down my back as we took it slow. I let him control the pace. I only wanted to please him now, because seeing him happy made me happy. Plus he was a really good kisser.

He licked my teeth and I let him in. Our tongues twisted together as we fought for dominance. I won, to both our surprises and explored his mouth. He smiled and sucked on my tongue. I let out a little gasp of air at the unexpected sensation. I really had never done this before. Had Horror?

Horror only chuckled at my reaction and kept sucking, pulling my tongue out of my mouth before letting go with a little sigh. He grinned up at me, his red eye shining crazily as he stared at me with... want? Need? Both? No. Seeing his glowing eyes above me, I saw lust. And not Lust Sans, but the greedy, needy, instinctive urge.

"You taste like blood," I whispered brathily, "Sweet, sweet blood..."

"Well, I eat my meat raw and bleeding..." he smirked, "Sometimes still screaming~"

He chuckled deeply and kissed me again, this time with more force. "I think I love you," he breathed deeply between kisses. His words surprised me and I think he noticed because he pulled away, looking uncertain.

"Dust, I-"

"Hush," I told him, shutting him up with a kiss. He was stiff as I pulled away and grinned at him. "I think I love you, too, Horror."

I pulled him into a forceful, heated kiss that he returned readily. Gripping my waist tightly he rolled us over and off the couch. Before we hit the floor he teleported us to his room. We fell onto the bed, me now on the bottom.

Horror chuckled and started to grind on me.His control gave me a guide and once again I wondered if he'd ever done this before. His grinding created a hot friction on my shorts and the heat spread through my entire body. I blushed, feeling something form in my shorts. Pulling away I panted and looked down, concerned.

"Wh-what's goin' o-on?" I asked, feeling very worried. Ever since I opened up to him my emotions had been waking up slowly. My crazy, cold emotions. Was this one of them?

"Oh, is my little monster waking up~?" he cooed. His hand snaked down into my shorts, rubbing my pelvis and the concentrated magic. It felt good but strange and I gasped.

"Yes, he is~!" he reached further, "But he's not such a little monster, is he~?" Horror groped the hot magic and I sucked in a breath, squirming a bit at the new sensation. Letting out air in short, panting breaths, I kept my head tucked into his neck.

"Horror...?" I asked shakily. His hand came out of my shorts and he rubbed my back.

"I think I woke up a heat for you, Dusty," he said, amused, "That makes this much more fun~"

I swallowed, stuck beneath him. Heat surged through my body and my brain felt fuzzy.

"Do you want to keep going?" Horror whispered after we had been still for a while. I nodded onto his shoulder, too overwhelmed to think straight or act. He gently straddled me, leaning down and distracting me with a kiss. He continued his slow grinding on me and it sent waves of pleasure that cooled my body. A few small moans escaped me into the kiss, making him grind harder.

My brain went really fuzzy and I sort of gave up on rational thought. I just wanted Horror to carry on.

(Horror)

Dust may be insane, tough, and strong but seeing him now, beneath me, panting, hot, moaning... he was almost preciously innocent in this matter. He was by no means a pure soul, but he was a total and obvious virgin. Just a little grind and his body lights up in heat...wonderful~

His cute little moans made me crave more. Even though I'd started this because I was horny, this really felt like more than fun at this point.

Feeling his massive, hot erection on my crotch just made me want him more. My magic grew unbearably hot but I wanted to make him as comfortable as possible so I forced myself to wait. The grinding helped, though...

Slowly and deliberately, I trailed soft kisses down his jaw to his neck. His entire body felt warm so I cooled him by licking his vertebrae. He panted lightly, his chest making short rising motions beneath me. It drove me nuts. I sped up, searching for his sweet spot. As I searched I rubbed his shoulders and slid his hoodie down. Once we freed his arms I guided his hands to the hem of my own hoodie. He gripped it and helped me pull it over my head. His eye grew wide at seeing my bare bones but his hands began to rub my ribs.

Pulling up his shirt I left light touches on his body until his shirt was off and out of the way. Once gone I continued my searching. Dust let out a little gasp and I attacked the spot, listening to his hot breathing. My hands tugged on his waistband, but I didn't pull his shorts down.

Instead, I trailed kisses down his scarred ribs and his spine, reaching his crotch and gently tugging his shorts down until his violet ecto-member came free. My eyes went a little wide: he not only summoned a member but a female entrance right beneath it... Stroking his member carefully, I pulled his shorts down all the way with one hand as his panting got rougher. Putting my full attention back to his member I pumped it while I licked it. It twitched madly, throbbing with heat. Dust moaned, his legs trembling as I put the tip in my mouth and sucked gently, still pumping him.

His breathing got really funny and his back arched, "Horror, I-he-hng-ha-gah~" he bucked his hips into my mouth and released, filling my mouth. Pumping him through the orgasm, sucking his release out, I popped my mouth off and swallowed.

"Feel better, Dusty?" I asked him and he nodded, panting.

"That feeling...it felt so good..." he looked down at me, his eye a little heart, "C-can you do it again?"

"I can do you one better," I smirked and sat up, pulling my pants down before spreading his legs. I slowly ground on him, feeling his member start to pulse again as my own member rubbed it. Dust groaned and leaned back, nodding to himself.

"Y-yeah, th-that feels much better..." he panted slightly.

Chuckling slightly, I raised his legs slightly and positioned my member at his entrance. He was tight around me and I groaned, pushing myself all the way inside before pausing.

"H-Horror, gah..." he gasped, panting, "Th-that f-feels so good..."

"Wait until I get started~" I smirked down at him as his violet eye glowed in a heart shape. He looked up at my smirk, panting and sweating, as I started to move inside him with short little thrusts. He groaned, arching his back.

Keeping my thrusts short and slow, I let him adjust to the feeling of being filled. Moaning, he rolled his head back and wiggled a little. He felt too good to go slow.

"Mmn, Horror~" he moaned.

Dust propped himself up a bit, staring at me. Speeding up a little, his eyes sparkled with something as I leaned forward and kissed him. He kissed back eagerly, wrapping his warm arms around me. I felt mildly confused before his grip tightened and he flipped us over, bouncing on my at a rougher pace than I had been going.

I growled slightly at him, his arms on either side of my head as he stared directly into my eyes. His rough bouncing was uneducated but damn he felt good.

"Not on my watch," I growled. Flipping us over I pinned him down by his shoulders and started roughly ramming into him.

His moans got louder, nearly shouting and screaming. Growls and snarls escaped me as I pounded into him, forcing myself as far as I could go.

A small bit of blood ran down Dust's legs but he didn't care. My hand dug into his shoulders, clawing him as his back arched.

He suddenly tightened around me, arching his back high in the air as he screamed and released, covering his chest and lubing my thrusting. Continued to thrust I groaned, feeling his entrance pulse around my member with the orgasm.

Dust moaned loudly, his eyes rolling and body shaking in over-stimulation.

"Gah, Horror! Don't stop!" he yelled, his eyes shut tightly.

Chuckling darkly I leaned down to bite at his neck.

"Most people hate this," I grunted.

"Fuck, why!?" he bucked his hips as much as he could since he was being pressed into the mattress, "Don't fucking stop!"

"How much can you take, Dusty~?" I growled, nipping at his collarbone. He shook his head.

"All of it! Give me all of it! Please!" Dust screamed, his bones rattling in tension.

"All of it, huh?" I grunted, "Then take it!"

Reaching around I stroked his member as I roughly thrust into him. His voice cracked as he screamed, unable to articulate himself as he writhed in tense pleasure.

I held myself back, even as he orgasmed again, coating the both of us in his violet release. It got harder as his orgasm came easier in overstimulation. He arched his back painfully high as he climaxed again and again, coating the two of us in such a mess his bones looked purple.

Finally, he climaxed for the last time with an ear-splitting scream and went totally limp. With a hollow grunt, I let myself climax, pausing my sweaty, heated movements and collapsing on top of him. My member pulsed inside of him and I laid still for a long while, twitching slightly in my own orgasm.

Burying my face in his neck I panted, grinning happily. Leaving a small kiss on his cheek I sat up and pulled out, flopping beside him to recover a bit more.

Once my breathing was steady, I stood and scooped him into my arms. I went into the bathroom and set him on the floor, tiredly starting the bath to fill with warm, comfortable water. Once it was full I picked Dust up again and got in the tub, laying him on my chest as I sighed in content. With slow, easy movements I washed to both of us off, revealing his scarred, pearly bone beneath the sticky purple mess. The water was a shade of lavender when I finished.

Draining the water, I rinsed us off before filling it again to soak. It would be easier on his body if he could soak and soothe the soreness that would no doubt accompany him when he woke. I felt a little bad about the blood I had washed away but Dust was tough: if had wanted to end it, he would have said so.

I stroked his skull lovingly as we soaked, glad that our emotions had woken up. Neither of us would feel alone so long as we remained together.

Keeping my eyes became difficult as my own exhaustion caught up with me. Attempting to lift myself or Dust out of the tub resulted in me slipping down into the tub again. Chuckling tiredly, I wrapped my arms around Dust's neck.

"Goodnight, Dusty..." I yawned. Then my eyes fluttered closed and I fell asleep.

(Dust)

Groaning, I woke up to an odd cool feeling on my body. Shivering slightly I sat up, feeling pain shoot up my back. A gasp escaped me and I fell against what was behind me.

Last night had been absolute ecstasy...but damn did my ass hurt like hell.

Looking around, bleary-eyed and still tired, I was sort of surprised and amused to find myself in the tub with Horror laying behind me.

When I tried to get out of the tub I slipped and groaned. My legs felt limp, numb and useless.

There was murmuring behind me and Horror's arms tightened around my chest as he nuzzled me. He yawned widely, his sharp teeth gleaming.

"Morning, babe," he said tiredly, "You feeling okay?"

A small snort escaped me, "If by okay you mean I can't move because my legs won't work and my ass hurts like hell then yeah, I'm okay."

He nuzzled my neck, "Do you regret asking for all of it?" the smirk laced his voice.

"Fuck no," I turned to him as much as I could, "That was the best night of my life."

He hummed, resting on my shoulder, "Glad to oblige."

Carefully, he reached forward and pulled the plug on the tub, draining the icy water. I shivered as my wet body was exposed and he chuckled. The last of the water left the tub and he replaced the plug, filling the tub with nice warm water. As it rose it grew warmer, easing us into a very nice, cozy bath. The relief on my lower half was incredible and I leaned on Horror, groaning softly in comfort.

"This is nice..." I mumbled. Horror nodded, draping his arms loosely around me.

"I love you, Dust," Horror murmured behind me, kissing the back of the skull, "You make the world feel less lonely."

"I love you, too, Horror," I muttered back, snuggling into him, "With you, I no longer feel alone."

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(ER MER GAWD IM LATE AGAIN DAMMIT!)

(Sawry... :( ...)