#especially sans

WE DON'T FUCK WITH THE HORRORTALE BROTHERS

Strangely, this one immediately caught my interest, even though it’s not a ship I particularly care about. Anyway, enjoy!

Berrypuff/Papayaberry, NSFW.

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Nobody knew.

Papyrus and Blue had been dating for 10 months, and they hadn’t told anyone. It wasn’t that they were ashamed or anything, it was honestly much more simple than that. The main reason was that they didn’t want to have to face their brothers’ reactions. Sans and Swap were both very dear to them, of course, but they also were very protective of them. Overly protective. And honestly, sometimes, it was tiring. Sans still thought Papyrus was a virgin, for Jerry’s sake! And Blue had it worse with Swap: despite being the older brother, he was continuously treated like a child by the taller skeleton. They knew Sans and Swap didn’t do it on purpose, but damn was it annoying.

So they had come up with a kind of payback. They had decided to keep their relationship secret from their brothers, and from others as well, for good measure. Because still, it wouldn’t feel fair to tell others but just not Sans and Swap. The only one who shared their little secret was Red. He deserved it since he had been the one to encourage them to confess to each other. But his lips, or lack thereof, were completely sealed, he had promised not to say anything. Not even imply it. And he took promises very seriously.

But keeping their relationship secret also had drawbacks. They didn’t get to spend time alone as much as they wanted, and they had to get… creative if they wanted more intimate moments. It led to a lot of sexual frustration and pent-up energy, so when they finally managed to find a way to fuck, for a lack of better wording, they usually didn’t hold back. At all. Being two very energetic skeletons, they could go for hours and hours, switching roles, or bringing toys to spice it up. In short, they were wild in the bedroom.

Today had proven to be a very challenging day. Their little group had gone camping for a week, and while exploring nature was fun, it was very frustrating for Papyrus and Blue to not be able to get intimate while being so close. They couldn’t even kiss without fearing Sans or Swap shortcutting and seeing them. They didn’t want their little secret to be discovered yet, but the more they were careful not to get caught, the more they wanted each other. By the end of the week, they were ready to burst from sexual frustration, and would give anything just to have a quick fuck. Or even just a messy make out. Anything.

‘Only one more day’, Blue thought as he was finishing his marshmallow. Swap had had the idea of making a fire camp for their last day of camping, and everyone was enjoying the food Sans had brought. Fell was playing guitar (or attempting to, but Red had asked everyone to be nice), Swap was smoking and Red and Sans were telling stupid jokes to each other, when Blue had -the- idea.

Hoping Papyrus would get the hint, he spoke up, “HEY GUYS, I’M TIRED. I THINK I’M GOING TO GO TO BED EARLY TONIGHT.”

He stood up and cast a quick glance at Papyrus, whose posture tensed for the briefest of moment, signaling he got the message and was thinking of a way to join him without attract suspicion from the others.

“you okay baby bro? you feel sick or something?” Swap asked, ready to bring him to a doctor if necessary. As if Blue wasn’t old enough to go by himself.

“NO NO, I’M OKAY! I’M JUST TIRED, THAT’S ALL. GOODNIGHT EVERYONE!” Blue said quickly and turned around, hoping no one would ask any more questions.

“BLUE WAIT! I’M GOING WITH YOU! I WANT A FULL NIGHT OF SLEEP BEFORE WE HIT THE ROAD TOMORROW,” Papyrus lied.

‘Smart excuse’, Blue thought. No one would argue with that, since Papyrus was the designated driver for their trip.

“SURE, PAPYRUS!” He said with a bright smile.

They bid goodnight to the group and started heading to the tents area. Blue was already thinking about where they could have a quickie before the others came back, when he heard Red coughing loudly, drawing everyone’s attention.

“hey blue, pap. you know, if you don’t want us to bother you when we go back to the tents, you can share one together. sans and swap can just sleep together in another one.”

Blue’s eyes opened wide.

“hey, are you implying me and sans aren’t the most quiet creatures when we go to bed, or is it just me?” Swap faked being offended.

“i don’t imply anything. you’re both loud as fuck when you’re drunk,” Red immediate reply drew a laugh from Sans, who was indeed nursing a beer bottle.

“it may actually not be a bad idea,” Sans admitted between two hiccups.

Blue and Papyrus were standing awkwardly, unsure of what to think. Should they risk blowing their cover off and give in to temptation, or should they play it safe and accept the frustration of a quickie? While they were busy being undecided, Fell paused from playing the guitar and spoke up.

“JUST GO. WE’LL TAKE CARE OF THEM. I’LL PERSONALLY MAKE SURE THEY DON’T WAKE YOU.”

“OKAY, THANKS FELL-ME,” Papyrus hastily said and waved to him.

Before turning around, Blue send the most thankful look he could do to Red, and was glad to see that understanding gleam in his eyesockets. As soon as they would be home tomorrow, he would run to find the best mustard bottle he could find and give it to Red.

After a short walk, they arrived near Papyrus’ tent, took his sleeping bag and swapped it with Swap’s one, and entered Blue’s tent. As soon as the zipper was closed, their mouths were locked together in a hot, messy kiss. Papyrus’ long tongue explored Blue’s mouth and danced with his own cyan appendage, before the taller skeleton broke the kiss to lick Blue’s neck, drawing loud moans from him.

They knew they didn’t have enough time to properly fuck before the others would come back, but that didn’t mean they couldn’t enjoy some foreplay. And at this point, keeping their hands off from each other’s body was impossible. Blue’s small hands roamed freely under Papyrus’ chest, enjoying the feel of his strong ribs, while Papyrus’ bigger ones were busy exploring Blue’s pelvis. He fondled the bone there, taking his time to massage his tail bone.

They kept like that for a while, only pausing briefly when they heard their brothers and friends coming back. It was clear from what they were hearing that one, Red was sleeping, and two, Sans was heavily drunk.

“psssst sapp, wanna sheck our bwos out? i wanna smooch paps g'night,” they heard him say, well mumble, and barely had the time to disentangle themselves and put their unopened sleeping bags over them to hide their blush and glowing magic before the entrance of their tent was opened.

They did their best not to move and remain absolutely silent as there was more unintelligible whispering from Sans and even the sudden flash of a cellphone camera.

“pfff, sans, don’t take a pic of your bro when he’s sleeping! you’re gonna wake him and we’ll never hear the end of it tomorrow,” Swap whispered and finally managed to take Sans back to their tent.

With everyone gone to sleep, Papyrus and Blue could finally go all out. Well, not -all out-, or the whole campsite would know they were fucking. But Blue couldn’t resist and straddled Papyrus’ lap, the taller skeleton finally freeing his cock while Blue took his shorts off. When Blue finally lowered himself down on Papyrus’ hot magic, he almost cummed on the spot, and it took him all he had not to just start chanting Papyrus’ name right then and there. Unfortunately for him, the tall skeleton wasn’t having any of this silent treatment, and was careful to hit all the delicious spots he knew drove Blue mad. He soon couldn’t contain himself and began letting loose louder and louder moans, Papyrus joining him with his own grunts.

Even after Blue actually came they didn’t stop, Papyrus edging him even more as he teased his exhibitionist side.

“DO YOU THINK THEY CAN HEAR US THROUGH THE TENT?” He didn’t whisper.

((Oh boy, there’s at least four, mainly;

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