Novel & Cerita Undertale Sans X Frisk Fanfiction

Henry whispered, his heart racing with anticipation. A moan escaped Xavier's lips as Henry's touch sent shivers down his spine. As he ripped Henry's shirt and pants off, Xavier whispered, "Let's make some new stories together." He threw the clothes, staring at the floor, and pushed Henry out of the hard groove of the cave floor, his eyes scanning Henry's naked skin hungrily. "I want to explore every inch of you," Xavier growled, his desire evident in his eyes.

I demanded, but my voice came out thin. Unsteady. The air shifted again. Not wind. Pressure. Like invisible hands testing the space around me. My body responded a second too slow. Legs tangled. Balance wavered. Poison? No scent. Magic? Possible. My pulse roared louder than I thought. Memories fractured without warning. Tessa laughed as rain soaked us both. Mara’s stern face softened for half a second. Kael’s eyes — molten, furious, unyielding — the last time he told me:

“Come again?” “That’s Haunter charming for you,” Trisha said behind me, giving me a nice start. “He came back to just when the fireplace flames blazed up, and the first thing he did was pick you up, even though he could hardly move himself.” She came to my side and kissed my hair, rubbing my back. “Heck, Fran. You guys put up a hell of a fight and won. I’m frigging proud of you.” “Now you need to take care of yourself.”

We'd been made whole in one moment, and in the other, she'd been taken away without warning. "Your eyes are paler against your dark fur; they're so pretty," Saskia chatters in excitement. Her voice breaks through our reverie, anchoring us to reality. I discern that her scent is stronger through Rikal's nose, and so is my imprint on its fruity fragrance. "I wish you shifted more often at home. I want to fall asleep next to your fur." She mumbles, delving her fingers into the thin, smooth hairs above Rikal's front quarters.

I don’t know why, but that's a question for another day. Freya glances quickly behind me, nodding her head albeit shakily before ducking behind Tess, holding her hand like a lifeline the entire time. “Yes. He’s one of the warriors who used to…” She shakily trails off, her voice above a whisper, with Tess cooing to calm her before turning to the warrior and snarling loudly. “You fucking piece of shit.” She growls and spits on him. The warrior growls back at her. “How dare you, she-wolf?!”

Folding my sleeves up, I show them both arms that are void of any markings. "Unbelievable," an impatient Asad Mort mutters, combing through his head frustratingly. I laugh. “Okay, it’s obvious you all clearly inhaled too much powder or whatever nonsense floats around here.” I turn to Froskarn, the silver-haired ice elemental. "Can you take your ice wall down now?" Froskarn shuts his eyes briefly. When he reopens it, he stares at me as if he's praising my entire being. Then he asks so calmly. “You really don’t feel anything?”

She doesn't like sweat, but Mitch was her soul mate so she let it slide. Cassie plopped up on her elbows as Mitch hovered over her. “You seem thirsty Alpha Mitch,” she licked her lips seductively. Mitch's cock struggled painfully against his pants. He loved the way she called him Alpha Mitch. “Don't tease me, Cassandra,” he warned. She widened her legs, giving him a glimpse into paradise. “Who said I was teasing anybody?” "Fuck!" He gulped. She wasn't wearing any underwear. Her pink pussy was just staring into his face. Beautifully crafted by — well, he didn't know who crafted it, since Cassandra worshipped Jesus and he worshipped the Moon Goddess.

Zac’s pov Looking at her, I wanted to reply but I knew that would be creepy ans shw didn’t do creepy that well. I sighed and looked to the floor to see that shw was bleeding. A lot of it, dripping from her fingers onto my rug. She wasn’t healing. Of course she wasn’t. She wasn’t an Alpha. She was just… Freya. “Come on,” I said, my voice rough. I didn’t ask. I just gently took her by her good arm and helped her to the bed where she trembled away from my touch.

Fat tears were rolling down her face as she stared up at Kade, wide-eyed and terrified. “Please, Beta...I did-” “It’s ALPHA now!! You killed Xander, and now it’s my turn to return the favor.” He walked over to the table, opened the bag, and pulled out some pliers and a blow torch. He then stood in front of Francesca and lit the torch, running it over the pliers until they were red hot. When he was satisfied with the temperature, he leaned over her and said, “Let’s have a little fun, shall we?” before he clamped down on her middle finger and snapped it in half. Screams filled the room, echoing off the bare walls.

I whimper as I shut my eyes, trying to take my head far before he stops me by placing his free hand under my chin. The pain of his touch electrifies my whole cells. I imagine death, the ruthless phantom that feeds on lives, especially innocent ones. I would not call mine innocent though, which is why I could not help but think that if I die today, will I be able to see my mother? “Young flesh,” Xaulfur groans, much to my surprise. His voice has a wolfish growl, pushing its way brutally into my eardrums. When I open my eyes, I find his face in front of mine. He could be tall, but I am tall enough to reach the point where I now watch his Adam's apple move as he speaks again.