♡kiss me like that♡
For the past couple of days you've been binge watching an anime called Toradora (a/n: I do not own Toradora but I do recommend that you watch it) which Alphys had recently got you hooked on.
So here you were, in the dark, huddled in the corner of the couch cocooned in a bundle of blue fluffy blanket while squealing and fangirling as the events unfolded before you.
You reached the scene where Taiga Aisaka confesses her love for Ryūji Takasu (a/n: I'm making this up so I don't give away any spoilers to anyone who hasn't watched it yet) when Sans walks into the room. He peers over the couch, lifting a nonexistent brow at the TV screen and then sat himself near you. You feel the couch shift and see Sans in the corner of you eye, but you decide to ignore him. You too focused on the scene.
"What ya watching, kiddo?" Sans questioned, interested in whats got you so worked up over the past couple of days.
"Anime. Toradora. Shut up. Shits going down" Your words were sharp and concise, not willing to delve into further conversation when Yusaku Kitamura, your bae, appears on screen. Sans chuckled, amused at the sight of your eyes widening and how you bit your lip, solely concentrated on on the show.
Adrenaline was pumping through your veins as you eyed dreamily at the way Ryūji cupped the Aisaka's cheek in his hands and pulled her into a passionate kiss. You shrieked "YES, BITCH!! YES!!!"
Sans was startled at your outburst, but chuckled as hug your knees and l giggle profusely.
"God, the things I'd do to have someone kiss me like that" Your adrenaline rush quelled as you sank back into your seat, sighing, as you imagined it. This seemed to catch Sans attention as he stared at you with a calculating look. He paused for a moment, before smirking widely, a hint of blue painted his cheek bones,
"I don't have lips, but I could give you the next best thing"
You looked at him with confusion then your cheeks heated. You looked away only to turn back still unsure if you heard him correctly, "What?"
He held your head in his boney hands. You suddenly find your lips pressed against his teeth. You relaxed, closed your eyes and leaned into the kiss.
You felt his teeth part and smooth, wet tongue poking at your lips, begging for entrance. Still in a daze, you part your lips. He immediately began exploring your mouth with his tongue.
What the fudge nuggets was happening right now?
You grabbed his hoodie, clenching your hands into fists as he danced with your own tongue, swirling it and asserting his dominance. You gasp, granting him an opportunity to slip his tongue in deeper. He became more determined to explore every inch of your mouth and mark his territory. When he pulled away, you couldn't help but whimper in disapproval, eyes clouded. Sans chuckled, his baritone voice sending shivers down your spine as he playfully bit your lip.
After a while, Sans pulled away, his blush growing. He brushed a phalanges across your lips, wiping away saliva and gazing intently at you with hungry eyes. You gently wrapped your arms around him and pull him closer, face burning as you innocently asked him, knowing fully well the implication of something lustful was hidden behind that question, "Could you kiss me like that again?"
Sans grin widened, "Of course."
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mika out!! *drops mic*
