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“F-Fuck, yes…” Sans rocked his hips against the little slim thing’s mouth, his cock buried down the whore’s pretty little throat. A tight, translucent sheath of pale gold, squeezing and massaging his shaft, swallowing him with experienced ease. Sans stared down at him, imagining him as his brother, wishing it were him. But something like this was beyond his baby brother. Sans knew.
He’d tried.
But that’s why the red district at the Hotel existed, why Sans had gathered and kept all the gold he’d found on corpses and not yet corpses, why he chose this pretty little thing to satisfy his needs.
Long limbed, golden tooth and broken face, no one knew who he was. He just appeared one day. Rumors were he had come from another world, much like this one but better, or worse. It was hard to tell. He spoke little and it wasn’t long before they found him here, standing in the filthy alley in the shadow of the Hotel, leaning against the wall dressed in nothing but an oversized coat and ripped fishnets he must have scrounged up from the Dump.
He had been smart. Made himself useful.
Sans liked him.
“Good. That’s good.” Sans pulled out and the slim little thing coughed, sitting back on his heels and looking up at him like a lost, sad puppy, saliva dripping off his chin. “Do you want more G? I have a lot more where that one coin came from.”
As expected, the lights in the baby whore’s eyes shone with interest. Sans reached down, stroking his skull and the sweet thing leaned into it, purring with affection. He really was like a puppy.
“Come on. I know a short cut.”
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“Ah…ah…S-Sans…”
How he knew his name, Sans didn’t know, and didn’t really care. It was another bonus, more proof that he had chosen so damn well, that he was so fucking lucky. It was almost a shame really. Just a little.
Sans had him on his elbows and knees, face pressed against a stained pillow. The room was filthy, but still one of the cleaner ones of the Hotel. Sans didn’t care, didn’t mind the bugs. It was no better than the Dump really. And besides, he didn’t notice the smell.
He was face deep in the little thing’s pussy, spread wide by his thumbs, his crimson tongue buried deep as he drank his delicious juices. The baby whore was flooding into his mouth, his thighs twitching with pleasure as he moaned into the pillow. Sans had pushed his fishnets down to his knees, licking up any juices he had missed, sliding down the barely scratched thighs bones.
God, he tasted so good.
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The sweet little thing looked so good in chains.
Arms strung up with skinny wrists shackled and hung from the wall inside Sans’ shed, his little whore sat on the floor, legs spread wide for him. His pussy was already drenched, making a tiny, golden pool on the straw strewn floor. He never resisted, even after Sans drugged him and brought him here, naked. Well, nearly naked. Sans let him keep his coat. It looked so cute on him and it was freezing out in the shed. Cold bones weren’t sexy.
Sans nuzzled and kissed his new pet’s neck, licking and nibbling. His slim baby moaned, eyes in a daze from the aphrodisiac and pain killers. He took good care of him. Spreading his thighs apart, Sans pushed his cock inside, groaning with how tight he was. Good. He had got him before the bastards could stretch him out, fuck him until he was broken. No, Sans would take care of him now. Treat him well. Take his time. Be gentle.
Keep him useful for a good long while.
“I love you,” Sans murmured against his neck as he began to move, sweet at first, then harder and harder, pounding him into the wall. “My sweet, sweet pet.”
Glittering tears gathered at the edges of the baby whore’s sockets, running down his cheeks as he was fucked. He was smiling, mouth open as he moaned, tongue sliding out to kiss Sans, trying to press as close to him as possible despite the chains. His thin hips rose to meet his every thrust, legs wrapped around Sans’ waist.
“Y-Yes! M-M’lord…M’lord…P…Please…fuck me…more…more…”
Sans cursed, moaning as his pet tightened around him, as if trying to pull him further inside. He saw no reason to deny him what he wanted, plunging his thick cock as deep as his slim baby could take, feeling the pleasure begin to build. It wasn’t long before they came together, covering each other in their filth, before starting up all over again, in a new position, pushing his baby’s face against the cement wall, fucking him from behind.
It was the beginning of a beautiful relationship.
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