d's licks

anonymous asked:

Ok, three different things, but all the same pairing: What if UF!Sans's crush just came up and sat on his lap for no apparent reason while they were watching TV or a movie? What if said crush mentions at one point (probably in response to something on the TV) that they find fangs sexy? What if at some point after this (probably days to weeks later) said crush got drunk and LICKED UF!Sans' gold tooth. Just. Leaned over and licked it.

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He’s a little surprised when you just sit in his lap.  If he’s your crush chances are he’s flirted with you, but he honestly didn’t expect you to reciprocate it that much; he thinks you’re way out of his league.  His hands hang in the air for a moment, itching to settle on your warm soft waist, before he gives in.  Humans are so… nice to the touch.  He’s wanted to do this for a while actually, wondering how your flesh feels, but he’s been playing it cool with you.  Flirting with somebody he actually likes is tricky.  It’s just as nice as he’d dreamed it would be, and he actually relaxes into this.  No, it’s even better than he imagined.  Nah, he isn’t cuddlin ya, whaddya take him for?  Some kinda sap?

When you mention idly that you think fangs are sexy his grin gives a little nervous twitch, eyelights flicking to look at you.  His arms tighten a little around your waist, (when did they wrap around you like that?) and he seriously considers asking if they’d like try to them out.  His eyes go from their eyes to their neck, that beautiful soft neck, he just has to lean forward…  “heh, maybe you’ll feel em some day.”  And like that he settles back into the movie, every nerve on end.  There, not too hard, not too soft, God he doesn’t want to scare you away. 

But he hasn’t stopped thinking about it.  Not once, and ever since then his eyes will flick to your neck now and then.  A couple days later you’re at Grillby’s, the nice secluded little booth he likes best, and you two are having a great time.  It’s when he’s staring at your neck again that you make your move, dragging your tongue over his tooth.  His sockets snap open in shock, turning still as a statue, and for a second you think you’ve broken him.  Until suddenly everything is a blur and you’re not in Grillby’s anymore, this is his room.

He grows and slams you on the bed, one hand on that waist, his hands have been tingling from how warm it is for days.  The other is just resting on your neck, keeping you nice and pinned in place.  “heh, you’ve got a taste for gold, sweet cheeks?  or fer me?  c’mon babe, you can get a better taste of that.  an’ my silver tongue.  maybe i’ll even copper a feel.”  He leans forward, and is still for a beat, looking into your eyes… and when he doesn’t see any fear, you really want this, want him, then he finally gives you a passionate kiss.  He nips gently at your lip, tongue slipping past to tangle with yours.  When he pulls away he buries his face in the crook of your neck immediately, running his fangs over your skin and making goosebumps rise.  There are more nips, a lick, and then finally a good bite.  He groans low, sockets half lidded, and when he pulls away even though he doesn’t have lungs he’s panting like he just ran a mile.  “you’re sooo sweet fer me.  i wanna taste ya more, babe.  gonna give ya all the teeth ya can handle.”

Preference "How they react to you giving them pleasure under the table during a group dinner" (NSFW)

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Negan-Feeling your hand run up his thigh, he’d instantly smirk to himself and get turned on by the idea of you desiring him and taking control. He wouldn’t be able to resist to look at your hand skillfully undoing his belt and taking him out in your hand. He’d lick his lips to look at you stroke him so eagerly and take it all in as he’d only having the thought of taking you on right in the table, not even caring if the others know or not about you and him. “Oh honey…You’re doing this now…Fuck…You like that? Taking control when you know I can’t do anything else to you…”

Daryl-Feeling your leg propped against his all of a sudden and your hand travelling to undo his belt, he’d try to convince you otherwise with his eyes, knowing that he’ll have difficulty control himself as you’d have your fun. As you’d undo his belt and manage to start stroking him, he’d bite his tongue to keep his voice and just grunt in anger for letting himself be so vulnerable to you at such a moment. Each glance he’d throw back at you would only serve to warn you about what’s to come. “You’re gonna regret this, Y/N…Once everyone’s out…I’m gonna f-…”

Rick-Feeling your hand on his thigh, he’d look at you lovingly, hinting to you as to what you’ll both be doing later. However, as you’d surprise him by starting to undo his pants and stroke him, he’d be dumbfounded for a moment, his eyes wide and his words cut short. As everyone would notice, he’d quickly recover himself, only to glare back at you from head to toe and shake his head, actually smirking about the situation. “Y/N, you’re unbelievable…You nearly let everyone know about your dirty little secret…”

Merle-He’d grab your hand from under the table and make you feel his growing need for you with a grin, only for you to start rubbing him and eventually give him the needed relief. It would genuinely surprise him yet turn him on as well even more to feel you stroking him as Rick would talk to you about something, as he didn’t expect you to solve his problem right in the company of everyone around. With no shame, he’d even grip your wrist to keep guiding you. “That’s right, Y/N…I need you right there…Fuck…I’m gonna have so much fun after this punishing you for making me damn horny…”

Glenn-Feeling your hand on his thigh, he’d smile at you lovingly, only for his gaze to change as he’d be shocked to feel you undoing his pants. He’d look around to see if anyone had noticed, only to smirk at how bold you are as he puts his hand over yours to make you stop. As you’d overpower him, he’d end up having the most difficult time to maintain his calm, panting and groaning ever slightly from the feeling, only for others to ask him if he’s feeling well. “I-I’m fine! I-It’s just a little cramp guys, nothing serious…nothing to look here…just keep eating…”

The Governor-Feeling your hand brush against his crotch, he’d grow weary of you and glare at you. He’d hate the feeling of being teased and played with so much, that he’d beat you to the punch by begging you with a whisper to start stroking him right then and there, not caring if anyone will see. He’d end up smirking in satisfaction to feel your hand and would end up clenching his fist as he tries his best to keep the conversation with the others as casual as he can. “You better stop your little teasing, Y/N…And start using your hands properly…Deny me of it and we’ll have a serious talk later…”

Abraham-Feeling your hand on his thigh, he would make a loud playful comment about teasing him in public, making everyone laugh, only to stunned to feel you actually undoing his pants a few moments later. Suddenly, as you’d start to stroke him, he’d get quiet and wouldn’t be able to form a proper sentence as people would talk around the table. He’d get genuinely flustered by your action and for once feel completely vulnerable, only to yank you closer to him and whisper his warnings. “Goddamn it, Y/N…Are you serious? I-I was just joking earlier…Y-you didn’t have to take it that way…Just wait…”

Eugene-The instant, he feels your hand on his thigh he’d freeze and stare at you with a worried look, not knowing what he should be doing. As he’d look at your hand, he’d be fixated the whole time with each of your movements, from removing his belt to actually stroking him. He’d be so lost in his thoughts as to what was happening, he’d forget about his food and everyone else, only to get incredibly nervous and a stuttering mess as someone would ask if he was alright. “I-I’m okay! Fine! I’m fine that’s what i meant…What? I-I’m n-not v-very h-hungry…t-that’s all…”

Jesus-Feeling your hand on his thigh, he’d look at you with a smile and grab a hold of your hand for a moment, thinking you wanted to show your affection for him in a romantic way. As he’d let go and start to eat, he’d instantly drop his utensil and sit back up straight to feel your hand in his pants, stroking him. He’d look at you wide eyed and wouldn’t know what to say. As you’d keep up, he’d bite his tongue to keep quiet and simply look at you whimpering for his release.

Dwight-Feeling your hand rubbing his thigh up and down, he’d be impatient and give you a look that hints at what you should be truly doing to him. He’d want you badly and grab your hand to rub him even more, only to smirk seeing you take charge of him by eventually undoing his pants. As soon as you’d stroke him, he’d feel satisfied and would give you what you’d need to hear, him begging you, all while he manages to keep the others unsuspecting of you. “A little faster…and tighter, Y/N please…I need it…Yes…Like that…”

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