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You sat on one of the kitchen chairs, eyeing some documents before looking at the small zip bag.
You shouldn't even be in possession of that, but everyone was so lost as to what to do with the sample. They had several others too, so they basically begged you to take one home because of your connection to your monster roommates.
"look." Sans said as he appeared into the kitchen out of the blue, dropping a plastic bag full of lemons on the table, a couple of them scattering around the table and rolling over your documents.
Before you could say anything, Red walked in behind Sans, placing yet another bag of lemons on the table.
"Why so many lemons??" You squinted your eyes at the sight. Some modern painter could make something good out of them.
"they were on sale and i couldn't resist." Sans shrugged.
"when life gives you lemons..." Red hummed.
"Are you going to make lemonade or...?"
"no? why would we?" Sans chuckled.
You sighed, pushing the lemons away from your documents and gathering all the papers into a thick stack. "I almost forgot, there's something I wanted to talk to you guys about."
"a new case?" Red raised a brow bone.
You pursed your lips as you nodded.
"tell us then." Sans said as he sat next to you.
Red followed suit and sat next to Sans.
"It's a sensitive matter, so I hope I can count on your discretion..." You cleared your throat, waiting for an answer.
They both nodded at unison. Anything for the tea, you guessed.
"Ok, so there's this man called..." You squinted your eyes, trying to come up with a pseudonym.
"citrus." Sans offered.
You pinched the bridge of your nose, "all right, Citrus..." You eyed one of your papers, "and he's the prototype of a perfect family man; he's great dad, has a lovely wife... you get the picture."
They nodded.
"So he goes out with his work buddies, as he usually does, and he ends up being sexually assaulted."
"wow." Red blinked.
"how can we help with this...?" Sans asked horrified.
"Sorry..." You mumbled, "it's just that... He said a monster woman was involved in it, and we're not really buying his story..."
"ya think yer client is lyin'?" Red smiled.
"Many clients do." You nodded, "but this one in particular, being involved in such a case... it's complicated to call him out, so that's why I wanted to ask you..."
They both leaned on the table, waiting for the question.
"Is there any sort of 'monster drug' you guys use for hypnosis or something like that?"
...
"what??"
"what??"
"I'm sorry." You shook your head, "that's what our client told us-"
"a monster drug?" Red tilted his head. "why call it monster drug instead of just a drug?"
"That's what our client is insisting on." You shrugged in annoyance, "I personally think he's lying because he cheated on his wife and got caught, but we can't just dismiss an accusation like that."
"it's a very serious accusation though..." Sans mumbled.
"so, what are the symptoms of this so called drug?" Red asked, leaning back on the kitchen chair.
"Right." You moved your papers to the side, "he said he went out with his work buddies, as he usually does-"
"ya already said that," Red yawned.
You shot him a glare, "... and then he was woken up by his colleagues knocking on the bathroom stall door with this monster lady under him." You swallowed, looking down at your hands, "he insists he was drugged by her with a..." You shuffled through the papers next to you, "'a powdery substance' that she segregated before he was lured into intercourse."
"she segregated the drug?" Sans leaned forward on the table, "i've never heard of that before. have you?" He turned to Red.
Red kept his eyes closed until he leaned on the table again. "can we see the drug?"
"They gave me a sample collected from our client's clothes. He was absolutely covered in it- where did I put it?" You said as you lifted your papers before looking under the table.
"... is that it?" Red asked.
You sat up again to look at him. He was pointing at the centre of the table.
Your face dropped as soon as you followed the direction of his bonny finger. The bag had bursted under one of the many lemons that had rolled around the table.
Funnily enough, it kind of resembled some lemon zest.
"Oh no." You stood up, "no, no, no, no -"
"don't worry." Sans shrugged, "he was probably lying his way out of cheating on his wife, it doesn't matter if this bag of pollen got lost right?"
It did look like regular flower pollen now that you could see it out in the open. He could've gotten that anywhere.
Red just tilted his head, leaning closer to look at it before he tentatively reached out to touch it.
"Don't touch it!" You warned him, "I don't want you getting in contact with it- it's probably very reactive on males." You said as you ran to get your kitchen gloves under the sink. "I better just get rid of this and call my team to let them know I fucked up-"
"isn't it a bit late for calling?" Sans yawned, watching you collect the bag and leftover pollen before you tossed it into the trash can. "it's not gonna make a difference if you call them tomorrow morning."
You put all the lemons back into their bag before covering the table with some dish soap. "Tomato, tomato. You're right." You sighed.
Red seemed pensive. He hadn't had the pleasure of meeting this monster lady but he had heard something about pollen before at Grillby's, he just couldn't quite remember what he heard.
"we wanted to order some takeout." Sans stretched his arms before standing up, "do you wanna order anything as well?"
You threw your gloves into the sink. "You know what...?"
You brushed your damp hair back with your fingers. Your coconut hair conditioner smelled more intense than usual for some reason.
"what are we watching?" Sans asked as he sat next to you. Red was already seated on the opposite side, scrolling through his phone.
"I'm a little behind with the new Bridgerton season."
"i wanna catch up with it too." Sans nodded.
"Have you ever watched Bridgerton?" You asked turning to Red.
"i don't know what that is." He said without turning to look at you, "but by the name of it, it sounds like a good ol' brithish drama so i'm gonna pass." He tsked.
"Your loss," you shrugged.
Red chuffed as he kept scrolling through his phone while you played the first episode of the newest season.
And then the doorbell rang.
"perfect timing." Sans said as he stood up.
You'd already sent him the money for your food and he'd already paid for everything on the app, so it just took him literal seconds to come back to the couch.
"here's your burrito." Sans handed it to you, already wrapped up with a couple of napkins. "and here's yours." He handed another to Red.
You placed your napkins on your thighs and started unwrapping the tin foil without darting your eyes from the TV. As soon as you took the first bite, it felt like the flavours were slightly different. Enhanced, yet not spicy.
Your vision got blurry as you kept eating. You didn't know which characters were making out with whom in the screen, you could only hear the sound of their kissing.
Gosh, your burrito tasted so good.
Red squinted his eyes at the TV. It did look like a classic British drama, but people were fucking, all right.
What else had he been missing since he refused to watch drama?
The moaning coming from the TV started becoming louder and louder... Way too loud, in fact. Where was the remote?
When he turned around to look for it, he caught a glimpse of something moving next to him. He turned to look at you, only to be faced with your ass.
"..."
He leaned forward a bit to see what you were doing. You had your arms wrapped around Sans' neck while you two made out, plain as day.
So that's why the moaning was so obvious? Now that he could tell them apart he could hear how you kept moaning while... why was your ass next to his face? Couldn't you just sit like a normal person instead of wiggling your butt every time you moaned out loud??
He looked again, since you two didn't seem to mind that he was right there, to find that Sans had his hands under your t-shirt. It seemed like things were escalating fast.
Were you really ok with him being there?
You moaned again, turning your face back to look at him, "please..."
Red frowned, looking at you before he noticed...
You were touching yourself over your pants.
He tried to look at you again, but you were back to kissing Sans before he could take a good look at you.
So you were being serious?
Your hands were sweaty, you noticed as you put the napkins and tinfoil inside the plastic bag they first came in. You had a feeling you'd lost track of what was happening in the episode, but you tried to focus on the screen.
Someone was fucking someone into the mattress.
You swallowed as you watched it. Your mouth had been drooling for a while now that you thought of it.
Suddenly, you started feeling something pulsating inside of you. You weren't sure if it was your heart since you weren't feeling it inside your chest at the moment, but rather inside your stomach.
You turned to look at Sans, wondering if he was feeling weird too, thinking it may be because of the burrito.
When he faced you, he gave you a wide smile, maybe trying to make you feel self-conscious since you were pretty much just watching porn with him right now.
You let out a weak giggle, placing your hand on his shoulder before leaning closer to him.
"Do you feel weird...?" You whispered close to where his ear should be.
He placed a hand behind your back as he gave you a quizzical look. "weird how?"
You slowly pulled away to face him again, but your eyes were focused on his mouth. "Just... weird." You swallowed. "... Horny."
Sans blinked at you in surprise. He didn't feel too different other than feeling his hands more sweaty than usual.
Before he could muster an answer, he felt your nose making contact with his nasal bone. He tried to look into your eyes, but they were closed.
Might as well...
He tilted his head to the side, giving you a peck on your lips before you wrapped your arms around his neck. He felt your smile against his teeth before you gave him an open mouth kiss, wasting no time to slid your tongue inside his mouth.
He closed his eyes, holding your waist as you kept kissing him. It felt weird to kiss you. He liked keeping you company, pranking you, and overall talking to you, but he'd never really thought of escalating your current roommate relationship to whatever this was.
Whatever the case, he liked kissing you. You smelled nice, your lips were soft, and the way you were kissing him... The only complaint, even if it wasn't much of a complaint, was how much you were salivating.
He could even feel some of your saliva drooling down his chin and onto his t-shirt.
You started shifting, moving your arms from the back of his neck down to his chest. Sans wasn't quite sure of what you were looking for there, but he let you reach under his t-shirt.
After that, he also reached under your shirt, going up from your waist and feeling your costal cartilage with his thumbs.
It always mesmerised him how close human skeletons felt compared to him and his brother. He kept tracing your ribs with his fingers until his left thumb made contact with your left boob. He immediately pulled his hands away, but was surprised when you reached for his wrists and pushed his hands against your breasts, hard, pressing your palms over his, forcing him to do the same.
He momentarily broke the kiss to look at you (and give Red a quick glance, but he seemed oblivious to what was happening for now), but before he could even take a good look at you, you kissed him again grabbing the back of his head to prevent him from breaking the kiss a second time.
He chuckled as he gladly accepted your non verbal request as you kept guiding his hand to cup your breasts. He knew how to take a hint.
After your pleads, Red tentatively pulled down your pants, leaving you with just your (half unbuttoned) pajama top and your panties.
You rolled your hips as you kept rubbing yourself, your moans muffled by your never ending kiss with Sans.
Red slowly pulled your panties down as well, revealing just how wet you were.
He almost gasped at the sight, a smile plastered on his face as he turned to look at Sans. "she's soakin' wet," he said with amusement, "how is she ok with this?"
Sans momentarily stopped the kiss, holding your jaw to stop you from kissing him again, "are you sure you want to...?"
You chuckled, "say it."
Sans brows shot up in surprise.
"if she's good with it, i'm good with it." Red shrugged, positioning himself between your legs.
You looked back at him, giving him a cocky smile as you looked at him up and down.
"this doesn't feel right..." Sans stressed, "this isn't like you."
You and Red shot him a disapproving glare.
"If you don't fuck me then I'll go out and find someone else who'll do it." You pressed a finger against his ribcage.
Sans just gulped, watching Red's grin getting wider and wider.
"ya heard the lady," he smacked your ass before pressing his clothed election against it.
You bit your bottom lip as you rolled your hips against him.
"i..." Sans eyed Red as he pulled his pants down, revealing his erect cock, "are you sure about this?" He asked looking at you.
You kept your eyes locked with his as you let go of his shoulders, slowly tracing your hands down until you reached his waist.
Sans breath was caught in his throat as you gave him open mouth kisses over his pants. He instinctively rested his hand on top of your head, making you smile.
You panted as you pulled down his pants' elastic while Red teased your folds with his shaft in the mean time.
"I love the colour..." You giggled as you slowly wrapped your fingers around his blue member.
A load moan escaped your lips as Red finally penetrated you. You were so wet it was easy for him to slide in, but he wasn't sure if you could take him whole yet.
Then he noticed you going at it with Sans. He didn't know why, but the fact that you were giving him head so willingly made him mad.
He gripped your waist harder before bucking his hips against yours, making you move forward and move your head further down on Sans.
You moaned around Sans' member as you heard Red curse before he started pounding into you. It became harder for you to maintain eye contact with Sans while you kept bobbing your head up and down, using an unusually large amount of spit.
You still didn't know why, but you felt so touch starved. Every touch coming from Sans, even if it was just him caressing your face was welcomed by you with enthusiasm. You were craving his touch, his glares, his moans-
You needed to stop focusing on Sans for a moment, closing your eyes shut and letting go of his cock as you whined, your entire body moving with Red's thrusts. You could feel that pulsing sensation inside of you increase its speed, making you dizzy for a moment.
"red." Sans called as he brushed your hair back to see your face.
Sans wasn't sure if you were in pain or enjoying Red's aggressive fucking. You seemed like you were holding your breath while you bit your bottom lip, your face turning redder and redder.
"what?" Red panted as he kept his eyes on your entrance, watching himself coming in and out of you. He slowed down before looking at Sans, giving him the nastiest look.
"go easy on her." Sans frowned, watching you finally breathe, smiling down at you in relief, "she doesn't seem to know her limit."
You giggled, grabbing his erect cock again with both hands before pressing your flat tongue against the tip.
Sans chuckled in relief to see that you were ok, watching your mouth close around the tip of his cock before lowering your face more and more, trying to take as much of him as you could without gagging.
Red grunted as he heard the noises you were making while sucking Sans off, increasing his speed again, making you moan louder as you started increasing the speed of your head bobbing as well.
"look it ya..." Red chuckled with heavy lidded eyes, "and here yer friend sans was thinkin' you couldn't take me."
Sans grunted, covering his face with one hand before tilting his head back, resting his other hand on top of your head.
You were let down by the lack of a reaction coming from Sans, other than his fingers doing circles on your scalp. Now you couldn't even see his face.
Red on the other hand wouldn't stop touching you. He would let go of your waist with one hand that ventured under your top and touch your bare back, just feeling your naked skin. Even if the gesture was the least sexual thing that was happening to you right now, it gave you goosebumps.
You could feel Red increasing his speed, the sound of his balls hitting you filling the room while you kept bobbing your head up and down, desperately trying to make Sans cum, but still, he wouldn't look at you.
"i'm close, sweetheart..." Red whispered as he leaned close to your ear.
You stopped sucking Sans again, trying to look back at Red. "Please..." You swallowed, giving him a pleading look, "faster."
Red smiled at you before he noticed Sans was finally looking down at you as well. Red grabbed ahold of your hips, digging his fingers harder into your skin as he steadily increased the speed of his thrusts.
"ya want me to go faster?" Red chuckled in between breaths, "i'll give it to ya since you asked so nicely."
You started panting, reaching down to touch your engorged clit when Sans finally touched your face.
He was masturbating in front of you with one hand while he cupped your cheekbone with the other, watching you on awe.
You stopped touching yourself, suddenly feeling flustered by having his full attention. Was he really getting off from watching your face?
Suddenly your hair was being pulled back, making you moan in surprise as Red's thrusts started to become more rapid and shallow.
You barely had time to process your own orgasm since there was no build up to it, you just felt a rush going through your body as your walls tightened around Red's cock.
Sans started masturbating faster as he watched your surprised face, the smallest trace of fear manifesting in your eyes as his eye lights focused on you.
Red rode your orgasm, impaling himself into you three more times before he grunted, filling your insides with his seed before slowly pulling out of you.
You felt hot strings of cum coating your chest as well just before Sans pulled you into a deep kiss. This time he was being much more aggressive, making your heart skip a beat.
You blinked at Sans when he finally let go of you, glad to see that he had a wide smile on his face.
"i'm gonna..." Red panted, "get the pull out couch ready."
"Please." You bit your bottom lip before giving Sans another peck.
You moaned as your kiss with Sans got sloppier, desperately holding him closer to you by the back of his head.
He was such a good kisser.
You whined when Red digged his teeth into your shoulder. You were certain he'd pierced the skin, but you didn't want to break the kiss to complain.
Currently, you were placed in the center of the small bed, laying on your side with Red fucking you while you made out with Sans again. Given how much you enjoyed it minutes ago, no one seemed to complain about doing the exact same thing again.
Sans noticed you were trying to pull away, breaking the kiss before giving you a weird look.
"what is it?" He sat up.
You squinted your eyes shut, still laying on your side while Red remained behind you, pounding into you.
Sans wasn't sure if you were tired or about to cum again. His eyes trailed down to your sex, watching Red's cock coming in and out of you as you moaned.
Red noticed, shooting him a cocky smile, "do you wanna have a go?"
Sans blinked at him before looking at you. Red was holding your chin up to make you look at Sans.
"what do ya say, sweetheart? do you want yer sans to take ya now?" He asked as he started moving his hips faster, making it hard for you to speak between moans.
You closed your eyes shut, nodding.
"use yer words, attorney!" Red ordered, grabbing a handful of your hair and pulling, making you scream in pain for a moment.
Sans was about to intervene when he heard you speaking clear as day.
"Sans-" you gasped, "I want my Sans!"
Red stopped pounding into you, letting out a defeated chuckle as pulled out. "ya little shit." He mumbled into your ear.
Red wasn't entirely offended by your request. Sans was just another version of him you were more accustomed to after all.
Your choice of words made him go soft, though.
Sans eagerly positioned himself by the edge of the bed between your legs, looking at you. Your hair was messy, you were completely naked and covered in hickeys and bite marks, and you were looking at him expectantly with bright eyes while you panted.
He let out a nervous breath before looking at your sex. There was cum oozing out of you, but he wasn't too put off by it knowing it was from Red.
He gulped as he positioned the tip of his cock against your sex, feeling how wet and ready you were before pushing past your entrance.
You let out a weak moan, rolling your hips as you wrapped your legs around him.
"look it that," Red whispered into your ear, "why don't ya tell him how much you like his cock inside of ya?"
You gulped, pursing your lips and looking up at Red, your face flushed.
"don't be coy," he laughed, "just look at how he's looking at ya..." He said grabbing your chin and forcing you to look at Sans.
He was looking at your sex, slowly pushing his hips forward, but backing up before penetrating you all the way.
"don't ya find it cute?" Red looked at Sans, "he's making love to you."
Sans shot him a glare before looking at you. Your face was so red you were tempted to grab a pillow to hide. Maybe the effects of the sex pollen were wearing off.
Sans grunted as he stood up on the floor, still not pulling out, before he started fucking you in earnest.
You gasped, your whole body rocking as he pounded into you.
"easy there." Red chuckled, "ya don't wanna break yer sweet little roomie." He caressed the side of your face.
You looked up at Red, hoping to get some sort of heed from him instead of just whispers of mischief that made you feel even more flustered.
You were surprised to find him looking down at you, watching your every expression as Sans fucked you. It took you longer than you wanted to admit to notice he was touching himself too.
"do ya mind helping me with this?" Red said, giving his cock a glance before pouting at you.
Sans gave you a quick thrust before you could answer, the only thing escaping your mouth being a shaky moan.
"can you communicate usin' something other than moan code?" Red rolled his eye dots.
You just reached for his hip, pushing him to come closer to you. Instead of guiding his cock into your mouth, he slapped your cheek and nose with it, tilting his head as he watched you close your lips around the tip.
Red groaned as he felt your tongue twirling around the head of his cock, grabbing a handful of your hair before bucking his hips against your face.
Sans' eyes were foggy with lust as he watched what you and Red were doing, giving himself a second to breathe. For some reason, watching Red fucking your face made him get even harder, trying to slow down his pace so he wouldn't cum too fast.
The way you were trying to look up at Red with shiny teary eyes... Had you been looking at him like that too?
"yer good at this," Red praised you, brushing his thumb against your cheekbone before you gagged.
Sans started increasing his speed again, feeling his orgasm getting closer and closer with every thrust.
"say..." Red whispered, his deep husky voice making you gulp in anticipation, "will ya swallow my cum?"
You blinked before he moved your head again, impaling himself completely this time, his balls resting against your chin and cheek.
Sans started panting as he felt you cumming, your moans barely audible as your walls gripped his cock tighter as he kept fucking you.
Red came just as you moaned, feeling his hot cum coating your throat before he finally pulled out. You gasped, desperate for air as Sans digged his fingers into your waist, reaching his own orgasm after a few shallow thrusts. You felt his warm seed on your overstimulated walls as he gave you one last lazy thrust as you hugged him with your legs.
Sans panted, slowly pulling out of you before sitting on the bed, blinking at you before making eye contact.
You whined at the feeling of being empty now, making Red give you a reassuring pat on your head as a reflex.
"aren't ya proud of her?" Red said pinching your cheek as if you were a child, "she took both of us without a complaint."
"yeah..." Sans chuckled, "that was really something..." He sighed.
You were about to sit up, but Sans laid down next to you, grabbing a hold of your hand and interlocking his bony fingers with yours.
Red chuffed, laying down next to you as well, but resting his hands behind his head.
The sudden realisation that you were fully naked finally hit you when you felt a small breeze on your bare skin, quickly sitting up and grabbing one of the blankets scattered on the floor, but making sure you didn't let go of Sans hand.
Red chuckled when he noticed you struggling to adjust the blanket over yourself with just one hand before he grabbed it from you, putting it over you and Sans before he stood up to collect his clothes.
"Where're you going?" You asked, reaching for his hand.
Red frowned as he looked down at you, "i was hopin' you would let me take yer bed since..."
"Why? Just stay here." You said patting the bed.
Red shrugged before getting under the blanket next to you. He had to admit he was pretty tired to even go upstairs. He wasn't sure how long that 'session' was, but it was definitely past his usual bedtime by now.
You turned around to hug Sans, who seemed to have let go of your hand now that he was fast asleep.
Red tentatively put his arm over you, letting out a tired sigh, "yer not gonna regret this tomorrow, are ya?"
You hummed, shaking your head against the pillow, "I really liked it..."
Red chuffed, hearing the faint sound of Sans snoring as he drifted off to sleep.
The sound of birds chirping outside made you open your eyes out of habit. You were usually awake by the time the sun came out, so it was odd to hear birds chirping while you were still in bed on a regular weekday.
You tried to sit up, but something was restraining you.
Or rather someone.
"Sans?" You asked surprised to find him hugging you, his skull pressed against your clavicle, "what are you d-"
"what?" Called a voice behind you.
You blinked, pushing Sans away to sit up to find Red on the other side of the bed as the blanket fell from your frame, revealing your naked chest.
You blinked, looking down at yourself before slapping your forehead, "oh! Ok, I'm dreaming!" You tilted your head back as you laughed.
Sans slowly opened his eyes and looked at Red.
They watched you get out of the bed and freezing.
Why was there cum coming out of you?
"Sans?"
"yes?"
"yes?"
You let out a shaky breath, "I'm not dreaming, am I...?"
"you said if we didn't fuck you then you'd go out and find someone else who'd do it!" Sans explained himself as you paced around the kitchen, wearing only Sans' hoodie zipped all the way up.
"I couldn't have said that- could I?" You gave them a shaky smile as you started questioning yourself.
"of course ya said it, i even got it on tape." Red yawned.
"WHAT?!" You screeched.
"...what?" Sans turned to him.
"kidding! i'm kidding!!" Red looked at you with wide eyes, "jeez, who would've thought you two got laid last night with that attitude." He crossed his arms in resignation.
You gulped, noticing how dry your throat felt.
"shouldn't you... go to work?" Sans gave you a worried look.
"I'll let them know I'm late... I still need to shower," you said massaging your scalp. For some reason, it had been hurting since you woke up.
"i have to say," Sans sighed, "we did ask if you were sure about it. more than once i think." He rested his head on his hands leaning on the kitchen table.
You nodded, pursing your lips into a tight line.
"sorry..." Sans mumbled.
Red just sighed, looking at the two of you in annoyance. "i gotta say..."
You shot him a glare with your arms crossed.
"ya had it cumming, sweetheart." He shrugged.
Everyone at the office was surprisingly quiet, specially the ladies.
You shot Oliver a look before he sat next to you to eat lunch.
"Are you let down too?" He chuckled as he pulled out his tupperware.
"What do you mean let down?" You gave him a puzzled look.
"Oh, right. You came late this morning," he hissed, "well, everyone took samples home and they didn't work."
"They didn't work on you?" You blinked at him.
"Nuh-uh. I even called a fuck buddy of mine, hoping we would have a great time but we just had regular boring sex." He sighed.
"Oliver." You pursed your lips.
"Yes?"
You eyed your colleagues, noticing how all the women were wearing some piece of clothing that covered most of their necks. You got the same idea when you saw the bite marks on your body this morning.
You breathed in slowly before speaking. "I think we need to talk to our client..."
"so he lied?" Sans hummed unimpressed.
"The fucking monster chick segregates the pollen WHEN SHE'S HAVING SEX!!" You paced, hugging your middle, "not before, nor after, but DURING the fucking intercourse!"
"why?" Red inquired curious.
"It's some sort of primal survival instinct thing- she gets horny enough to fuck the same mate again or a new one, that way she makes sure she gets pregnant- BUT IT DOESN'T MATTER! The fucker was lying through his teeth, I knew he was just a cheater looking for an easy way out!"
"damn." Red chuckled, "you call that easy?"
"Now..." You looked at them both sitting on the couch, "I want you two to swear you will never, EVER, talk about what happened last night."
"do you even remember what happened?" Red asked.
"No," you lied. You started getting flashbacks when you walked limped to work.
"ok, nothing happened last night." Sans said to calm you down, "we will not bring it up again." He eyed Red.
"Thank you..." You sighed.
"yer as sour as a lemon." Red pouted, "we should be taking notes for next time right now."
"THERE WILL BE NO NEXT TIME, RED!" You flushed, turning around and going upstairs.
"please, stop antagonising her..." Sans massaged his temples.
"yer saying it as if you didn't enjoy it the most." Red scoffed.
Sans blushed, "stop talking about it! she's going to kill us if you don't shut up."
He rolled his eye dots before he stood up to go to the kitchen, "whatever! i'll just go and make myself some lemonade then!"