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As you lied still on the bed, you felt skeletal hands pry your legs apart, your fragile body shivered under his touch. In the darkness of the room, Sans's white eye lights were all you could see. He parted his teeth, his bright blue tongue revealed itself and your face flushed with embarrassment for what was to come.

His tongue slowly brushed against your inner thigh, getting closer and closer to your womanhood. He stopped, his dull fangs digging into the soft skin of your thigh. You winced, the pain drowning out whatever pleasure was there. He licked the wound he had made, giving your thigh tender kisses to distract you. Then, once seeing your vulnerable state, a grin crept onto his face. You bit your bottom lip, tightly gripping the bedsheets you lied on. He chuckled at your fear before continuing to drag his tongue against your inner thigh. He lifted up his head and leant closer to your face, he soon whispered to you, "Before we begin, this session was sponsored by Raid Shadow Legends"