Sans Undertale Au Novels & Stories

He could give up the black lace underwear for just one more kiss today. And she didn’t even raise an eyebrow at his shirt.

But as I turned to leave, my foot caught on something—Medina’s outstretched leg. I crashed to the floor with a loud thud. My gown rode up, exposing my thighs. Drake’s gaze fell on me, his eyes lingering on the small tattoo etched into my skin. It wasn’t just any tattoo—it was the mark my mother had given me, my little “guardian angel.” I quickly pulled my gown down, covering myself. Drake’s eyes flickered with recognition before he turned away, his expression unreadable. Medina smirked, satisfied with her handiwork. She had tripped me on purpose.

Alex (1029) I was taking too much of her blood but it tasted exactly like the way she smelled, cantaloupe and a mixture of honey, I wonder how she got to tasting so sweet? I drew back and licked at the cut so it would heal faster than just leaving it open and she wouldn't bleed to death.

Aarav Kapoor It was raining heavily outside so Ahana, Ananya, Ayan & shruti are staying until the weather clears. Everyone was seated in the living room playing UNO cards. And I was ofcourse losing very badly. These people I tell you; are very good at playing these games and me being the boring one I am, i ofcourse am not very good at it. "I'm done!" Shanaya yelled at played her last card and I glared at her.

"Right." As I straightened my dress, I looked for my panty but it was nowhere to be found. “Zakael, where’s my underwear?” “I’ll keep it safe for you.” I saw him put the lace in his pocket like the creep he is. I couldn't help but steal glances at Zakael as we tidied up. The lines of his suit accentuated the strong contours of his body, and the disheveled state of his tie added a hint of rugged charm. The dim light cast shadows on his face, highlighting the chiseled features that had moments ago been so intimately close. I couldn’t tell if he’s angry, his eyes telling me he wants more…more of what? Me?

Friday night meant the usual crowd: locals blowing off steam, truckers passing through, and the occasional drifter looking for trouble or a cold one. She owned the place with her uncle, but he mostly played cards in the back these days. Tess ran it. Short denim cutoffs, black tank top, scuffed boots, and a no-bullshit attitude that kept hands from wandering too far. Until tonight. He walked in around ten, ducking under the low doorframe. Tall, broad, dusty black cowboy hat pulled low. Dark stubble, sharp green eyes, a faded denim shirt stretched across shoulders that looked like they hauled fence posts and men twice his size. Colt Rivers. She’d heard the name from regulars—drifter rancher, s

Are you trying to seduce me with that look I whispered, as she smiled stickinging out her tongue at me? "You know you're not getting younger. I do what you have to have a good relationship. You have everything at your disposal. So I think I should matchmake you with one of my friends in San Francisco. He's a very good friend of mine. I'm just suggesting I'm not forcing you huh, you might feel uncomfortable. You can reject the offer if you want, I whispered.

she introduced us. "Nice meeting you Mr Prince" I said glaring at Katie. "Nice meeting you to Miss Jada, I'll take my leave now" he said turning to her. She walked him to the door and my eyes never left them both, he peck her lips and I turn around quickly before she noticed I was looking. I need to get out of these sweaty clothes, I head up to my room and change. I lie in my bed and my eyes become heavy al I close them and drift off in deep slumber.

Nysaa quipped with a smirk, her sapphire eyes dancing with mischief. "Did you get lost on your way to the fancy business meeting, Mr. Suit-and-Tie?" Jacobson's expression remained composed, though a flicker of irritation crossed his features at her sarcastic comment. . "I assure you, Ms. Everhart, I'm quite capable of finding my way. I'm here on business." Nysaa leaned against the doorframe, crossing her arms as she continued to taunt him. "Business? You don't look like the kind of guy who does much more than shuffle paperwork and attend dull meetings."