A/N: [KICKS DOWN YOUR DOOR, LAPTOP FUMBLING] HELLO I HAVE ARRIVED WITH TEASY LER SANS TO FILL YOUR SINFUL DESIRES
Des: Sans knows all of your weaknesses. All of them. What kind of skeleton would he be to not exploit those weaknesses? (Romantic Reader Insert)
“You know, just because you’re a little bit taller than me, doesn’t mean you can push me around like this.” Sans grumbled, hopping up and down. You grinned, holding the remote high above your head.
“Of course it does,” You snickered, bringing the remote down a little bit, just to be a tease. “The taller one gets the most rights.”
“You’re what’s wrong with our country.”
You threw your head back, laughter pouring from your lips. “Calm down, shorty.”