Char-red Innocence

Chapter 1 - Frisky Night

Utter silence had befallen the old house in the ruins. Toriel had long since taken to bed and had tucked Frisk in for a quiet night of peaceful sleep. On any other night this would've been fine, and Frisk would wake up in the morning ready to eat a slice of butterscotch-cinnamon pie. But this was not any other night. As Frisk had slept peacefully in his bed, his arm was envelloped in a strange black aura, it slid into his underwear and slowly his hand wrapped around his own member.

He awoke with a start, feeling an unfamiliar sensation in his boxers, he threw the covers off and saw that his own hand was greedily pumping his small member in his hand, he realized that he couldn't stop it as he began to panic, trying to pull his arm away from his member, but it was to no avail. He threw his head back and moaned as his own hand jerked away at his member, coaxing a drop of pre-cum out of the tip. He panted as a small, evil voice filled his head, "Yes...you love this, don't you Frisk?~"

He gasped, his fear and pleasure fighting against eachother in his head. He didn't know where the voice came from but as he shivered, his member jerking against his hand, pre-cum oozing down the side, his mind raced. He moaned and panted and suddenly he came, his hand pointing his member towards his face, he was coated in a layer of his thick, salty, seed. He panted as he licked some of it off his face, he couldn't deny that he loved the taste. The voice slowly faded away, as did the aura, the last thing Frisk heard before the voice was gone for good was, "I'll be back Frisk~ This isn't over."