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Bestial Purity Chapter 5

Heh finally got this done! Do enjoy the smut ;3 Lost sure didn’t exactly.

Lost is my baby and GHorrorFell belongs to @zwagyzonk

Chapter 5

Lost scowled angrily at G as he moved slid a hand around his neck, tightening it slowly. "Fuck you! I'm not just some toy you can-" He felt something press against his member and his eyes widened. "What the hell do you think you're doing?!"

"Proving to ya that yer not in charge here...." G smiled. "Besides...only a fucking moron will mess with a human that smells like a Boss Monster." Lost's eyes narrowed and G sighed. "Look, little lamb. Down here, ya kill or get killed. As a human, yer already on everyone's hunting list. But yer mine."

"I told you, I-" A skeletal hand squeezed his throat and he coughed.

"Listen to me." G snarled. "Ya don't got a choice . If ya don't comply to my rules, you will leave....and I will not save ya from the monsters." Lost frowned and looked down. "So what's it gonna be, little lamb?"

...He's right. At the moment my magic isn't nearly strong enough to defend myself from most of these beasts. He thought. And to make it worse, I do owe him. He's saved me twice now...I don't really have a right to complain. "....What do you have to do exactly?"

"Heh." G's grin widened and his eyes looked almost hungry as he leaned in closer to Lost's face. "I ain't telling yet...why not wait fer the surprise?" He leaned in close to Lost's neck, moving his collar down and licking the pale flesh. 

"Mmmmhmmm.....ya taste just as good as ya look." Lost squirmed under him and he groaned as his hardening length was rubbed. "Mngh, oh.....I'd stay still if I were ya Lost....yer gonna turn me on even faster."

"Y-You're sick...you-" A finger was pressed against his lips as teeth scraped his neck.

"Shh...hush now. I want ya to save your voice for when you're screaming for me...." G growled and lunged downward, biting harshly into his shoulder. Lost screamed as his teeth sunk in, blood pooling into his mouth. G growled around the bite, sucking as much blood as he could before tearing away, tearing flesh from his shoulder. Lost screamed and his hand shot out to cover his bleeding shoulder, but G's magic lunged out and prevented him from moving. "Don't ya fucking touch it."

"Y-You're insane! What the hell is wrong with you?!" Lost screamed, his blood soaking into the old mattress beneath him. G swallowed the flesh and groaned as magic flowed through him. He lapped at the blood that flowed from the large bite, making Lost flinch and whimper from the pain.

"You taste wonderful Lost....it makes me almost want to finish..." He all but purred as he licked the wound over and over, watching as the flesh healed. "You truly are a delightful wonder." He grabbed the collar around Lost's neck as the human flinched away, panting as his body tried to numb the pain. "Now....let's not waste anymore time, shall we?" A sudden warmth seemed to spread throughout Lost's body and he moaned as teeth were pressed against his lips.

S...Shit...he's doing it again...... He thought, his mind slowly being overcome with a lustful haze. "G...G...please...." He panted as his eyes seemed to glaze over, his Soul thrumming in his chest. "I...I need..."

"I know my little lost lamb." G grinned. "But we ain't gettin' far with clothes on our bodies, now are we?" Lost shook his head slowly as G slid off, taking his jeans off. He moved over to the human and slowly slid his pants off, then his boxers before looking down at his hardening member. "Heh, already leaking? Damn my magic's potent..." He chuckled and licked along Lost's jaw line. Lost groaned as his eyes cleared slightly.

"P-Please...g...get it over wi...with..." He whimpered softly. G frowned, his Soul twinging slightly at the defeated, weak voice but grinned again as he grinded his hips against Lost's.

"Fuck, someone sure is eager." G grinned. Granted being filled with my magic probably helps. He slid his hands under Lost's shirt, feeling the almost smooth expanse of cool, pale skin underneath him. He gripped hard and dragged his fingers down slowly, making Lost wince and groan. He could feel his sharp phalanges tearing at his skin, and watched as crimson blood was slowly released from its confines of flesh. Licking his fangs, he leaned down and slowly dragged his long tongue over the cuts, feeling Lost tremble and shiver under the hot touches. "Aww, what's the matter Lost? Ticklish?"

"F-Fuck you!"

"No, the idea is to fuck you." G chuckled. Lost scowled angrily until G took a decent bite out of his side. Lost bit back a scream as more blood gushed out, making him dizzy from its loss.

"J...just....stop stalling!" G growled slightly and moved to grip Lost's hair, forcing him to look up into hungry eyes. "G-"

"I only wanna hear my name from yer fucking mouth when yer screaming it." His tone was commanding and firm, and the collar around Lost's neck seemed to almost tighten in response. "Other than that, the only other noises I wanna hear are your moans and cries of pleasure as I fuck ya and claim ya as my own!" Lost narrowed his eyes angrily but said nothing. "Now that we have that all cleared up, tell me something." He leaned down and licked the shell of his ear. "Ever been fucked by magic before?"

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G could barely feel the trembling shake of Lost's head before a large grin covered his face. "Good. This is gonna hurt." Lost's eyes widened as he looked down at G's large, glowing erection. "Heh, it's like ya've never seen an erection before." Lost squirmed as he tried to move away, G tearing at the clothes he wore. His pants were forced down to his ankles and he struggled weakly against the grip of the monster above him.

Too...too much blood....gone... He panted as he watched G move in between his hips. "....Please...."

"Yer not in any position to beg, little lamb." G pushed himself inside Lost and he jerked suddenly at the large intrusion. "What, too much?"

"T-Take it out!" Lost snapped, struggling again against the magic that held him in place. "Get it-ahhh!" He screamed as G pushed in even further, making his eyes fill with tears as the monster filled his entire, unprepared entrance. "Stop! St-ahhhhhh!!!!" He felt himself being stretched painfully as G shoved himself further inside. He could almost feel his skin tearing at the force, soft sobs slipping past his lips. "Gngh! S-" A finger pressed against his lips and he looked up with glossy, tear filled eyes.

"Give it time, my little lamb chop." He grinned. "My sweet treat. You will soon feel really good...." He kissed his mouth, shoving a heavy, thick tongue inside and almost making Lost gag from the intrusion. He moved in and out of Lost at a slow pace, and the sensual lip lock had Lost's face and body suddenly feeling hot.

"Nnn....nmh...." He moaned into the kiss suddenly, his eyes half lidded as his body was slowly consumed by a hazy lust. Feels....hurts but....so good....more....want more.... Their mouths parted, a thin strand of saliva separating their mouths as drool slid past Lost's lips. "Ungh...G...."

"See? Told you." He chuckled darkly, fingering the collar around Lost's neck. The tag glinted in the candle light of the room and he could feel the magic around it. All mine... He reached down and grabbed the young man's straining member and slowly began to pump it. Lost jolted and moaned, the surprisingly smooth, cool bone fingers against his heated hard on making him tremble. Heat coiled in his gut as G continued to shove his thick dick inside of Lost's bleeding entrance, his hands coming up to grip at G's shoulders.

"G-G...ungh...pl-lease....fa-ah-aster....more...."

"Heh, listen to ya now. Not so resistant anymore, are ya?" G licked his teeth, his hungry eyes gazing over Lost's sweat slicked body. "Ya look good enough to just eat right here....but I want ya alive for awhile longer..." He could hear Lost's panting getting harsher the more he moved in and out of the young man, until hot seed coated his fingers. "Fuuuuck!" He came hard inside Lost, his magic releasing deep into the human beneath him. He took a long, deep breath as Lost's own, unique scent was almost overshadowed by his own, his magic mixing with Lost's very blood. Finally...now everyone knows yer mine. He looked down to see Lost gasping almost for breath, blood staining the sheets from where had had bitten him twice, and now where it coated his legs. G's magic flickered out of existence, leaving nothing but crimson blood in its wake.

"W...why?" Lost heaved slowly, clarity returning to his gaze, along with his tears.

"Why? How many times do I need to hammer it into yer skull?" He smirked almost playfully. "I'm not repeatin' myself little human." He watched Lost slowly succumb to exhaustion  and leaned down towards his entrance. "However, doesn't mean I won't clean ya up a bit, eh?" He lolled his tongue in his mouth before moving in closer, the scent of sex lingering inside of Lost's moist, blood soaked entrance.

He flicked his tongue inside, eyelights blowing up at the rich taste. His magic mingled perfectly with the human's, and the heady scent and thick, delicious taste had G almost hard again. He continued to lick his thighs and entrance, letting his tongue heal the tears deep within. Once done, he lifted the half naked young man easily into his arms, a look of hunger and possessiveness in his eyes. "Yer a ripe, little peach, aren't ya Lost? Stars, did I ever find me a good prize."

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Lost slowly came to as a gentle hand pat his head. "G-Get away! g-ah!"

"S....sssssstilll....." He looked up to see Papyrus petting him gently. 

"You.......hurt......sore....."

"Y-Yeah..." He mumbled after a few moments, laying back down and curling up. 

"Wh-why did he do that Papyrus?" Papyrus sighed and began to scribble on his note book.

'Because he needed to make sure it was safe for you. He only did what any monster would do.'

"That makes no sense." Lost mumbled as he shifted uncomfortably in bed. "You don't just....just do that to people!"

'But we do down here.' Papyrus pointed out. 'You are a weak, frail human. Even with magic, you do not stand a chance against the other monsters. A collar may help here in town, but now that his magic and scent are with you, you will be slightly more safe outside the town as well.' Lost slowly sat up, dragging his knees to his chest. 'Are you alright human?' Papyrus reached out and pet Lost softly, threading his large fingers through messy, greasy locks.

"I want a bath." He mumbled. "I feel...disgusting." Unwanted, unloved...soiled....he continued on in his head. I'm disgusting! I...I liked it after awhile....liked it! What the fuck is wrong with m- He was cut off mid thought as large, lanky arms wrapped around his shivering frame.

"Do......not cry.......Lossssst...." Papyrus's harsh, grounded out voice spoke as soothingly as he could. "It will.....be alright...." Lost slowly turned into the hold, sobbing into Papyrus's ribs. He pat his head softly, slowly rubbing soothing circles along his back. He held Lost for several minuets before he sniffled and moved away. Grabbing his notebook, he held up a page with a smiley face and a question mark.

"Y-Yeah...I'm ok now." He hiccuped through softer sobs. "Pl-please can you run a bath?" Papyrus nodded and left the room. He turned on the bathtub, letting hot water fill it and he only stopped for a moment when he felt a presence in the doorway.

"How is he?"

'What do you think brother?' Papyrus angrily signed. 'You could have done severe damage! Why did you do that so hastily?!'

"Because if I didn't, you would have, or far worse." G simply shrugged. "Face it Paps. I know how you feel. He's the first living thing aside from me that's shown ya any kindness, and we're all a little fucked up in the head. If I hadn't done it, you would've done something horrid."

'You do not know that!'

".....I know enough." G let off a soft growl. "Just remember Paps....he's mine." Papyrus stood up and walked over, slamming his large hand on the doorframe above G. The slightly shorter skeleton didn't even flinch, his left red eye glowing almost dangerously. "You may be my bro, but his ass and blood are my treat."

'We shall see brother....we shall see.' Paps signed, his own right eye glowing a similar color. 'Perhaps it is right for us to let Lost choose.'

"Tsk, a human down here doesn't get a choice!" G snapped, baring his fangs angrily. "A living human here may as well be a slab of meat with legs! A cow heading for the slaughterhouse!" Papyrus growled in irritation and narrowed his eyes. He slowly opened his mouth, his teeth grinding against one another as he let out a low, guttural snarl.

"He.......issss.....different......." Papyrus had a sudden, hungry glint in his eyes. "And....soft....flesssssssssh..."

"Paps, oi." G grabbed his large hand and Papyrus shook his head. "We ain't there anymore ok? Ya don't have to eat humans if ya don't want to." Papyrus sighed and nodded shakily. "Geeze, warn me before ya start ta lose it again, hmm?" I can't let him sink back to that level....the only one who should suffer that madness again is me, not him. "So~...how about you cook dinner, and I'll go in and apologize, mm?"

'You will only do more harm then good.' He sighed. 'But...so be it. I will get some food ready to restore some of his magic.' Papyrus headed downstairs and G sighed, gripping the edge of the crack in his skull and tugging harshly.

Fuck...fuck! He groaned and leaned against the worn down door. Great way to keep your bro sane there Sans....really great work. Well...no one's perfect. He shrugged and opened the door. He opened the bedroom door to see Lost instantly flinch away from him. "Ya feelin' any better?"

"Get away from me, you sick fuck!" G simply shrugged and continued to walk in, gathering Lost's clothes. "H-Hey-"

"They need cleaned ya dumbass." He said. "I got some clothes fer ya ta wear. My brother will bring them to ya." Lost simply looked at the floor, still wrapped in the blanket. "And uhh....guess I should say sorry or somethin' like it." Lost raised an eyebrow as G gripped at the crack in his skull. "Should've probably told ya all this shit earlier but...I dunno what I was thinkin'....heh, maybe I wasn' thinkin'." He tossed a ratty, old green robe at the young man. "Here, bath's ready fer ya."

"Hey....G?" G stopped and turned to look at him. "I don't really forgive you. That's not something you just...forgive and forget, you know?"

"..."

"But...being a slave, I've received far worse things....far worse." He shivered. "So...I understand at least why you did it. That I can forgive." G stared for a long time before breaking out into boisterous laughter.

"Are ya fuckin' with me right now?! The hell kinda human are ya?!" Lost sighed and shrugged.

"To be honest....do I even really count as a 'human'?"

"Ya got flesh, organs and blood. Yer human enough fer my tastes." G licked his fangs as Lost shivered at the word 'tastes'. "And so far, ya taste absolutely divine." Lost grumbled and G gestured down the hall. "Bath's ready. Don't agitate yer injuries too much, ya? Yer screams of pain are a siren's melody."

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Silent Siren Chapter 1

Alright...so...uhh…..how do I explain myself? I just got the idea after seeing a lot of lamia pics ok? Now, Lost isn’t 100% accurate to what lamia’s are, but if you don’t change it up sometimes those things can get dull. So here it is! @zwagyzonk was an inspiration for this btw XD

Also a fair warning right now. There is some dubcon/noncom here. A friend told me she felt it was noncom, even if I do not, so I will put the warning here regardless. I have no idea how long this story will turn out, but I hope some of you enjoy this bout of weirdness!

GHorrorFell Bros belong to @zwagyzonk

Chapter 1

Ugh.....there's still nothing in these traps. G thought with a scowl on his face. His red eye lights flickered in the dark, filled with annoyance as he shut yet another large cage. Where is that damned thing hiding? He stood up and grumbled, leaning against a tree trunk. He pulled out a cigarette and let out a soft, puff of smoke. "This is just annoying." He adjusted his oversized coat slightly as he slid towards the leaf covered ground, the autumn air rich with the scent of rain. He stretched his right leg out, his left leg still bent at the knee as his arm draped across it. "Lamia's are just trouble."

G had known for awhile now that a Lamia had been spotted in the area. They usually kept to their nests, far away from monsters and humans, but this one had grown bold and had started taking food from the traps he had placed out. He looked at the new trap he had set, perfect for a full grown Lamia. A large steel cage, disguised by an old fallen log and brown leaves with a freshly killed deer inside. "It has to be hungry to come so far, given the amount of animal carcasses I've been finding...unless we got another mad monster out here."

He took another long drag of his cigarette, letting the smoke surround his skull as he scratched at the edges of the large gap on the right side of his head. "Damn...this is just annoying. Why can't it be stupid for once?" As rare as Lamia's were, catching one was very beneficial for him and his brother. Ever since its large drag tracks had been found, the whole town had been abuzz with catching it. Lamia's were often hunted for their tails, specifically for the meat it provides. "It'd feed me and Paps for months..." He sighed, closing his eyes.

A sudden, loud snap sounded nearby and he could here loud, frantic splashing nearby. The lake? Did some fish finally swim in? He got up and made his way up a long, dirt path until he reached the top. The trees parted, revealing a large, still lake glowing orange in the setting sunlight. "Damn, never gettin' over this view." The splashing grew even more frantic and he rolled his eyes. "Alright, alright." He began to walk over and stopped short at what he saw.

A large, deep blue tail with red patterns thrashed violently as the upper half was submerged. He grinned and continued to walk over. "Looks like it wanted to go fishing too, eh?" He walked over, careful of the swinging tail and yanked the whole cage out of the water. "Whoo....you're full grown eh? Well-" He was cut off as the Lamia turned to look at him. "I'll be fucked....you're a rare sight." The Lamia's upper half was that of a young, white skinned young man, messy black, white tipped locks stuck to his head. He wore a simple, white t-shirt, his red and blue eyes surrounded by black. "Man, you're really young, hmm?"

The Lamia began to struggle more, his tail lashing out and trying to escape. His tail began slam harder and harder against the cage, a dead fish in his mouth. Sharp teeth sunk further into its body, making it twitch as he glared at G. "Yeesh..." He held his hand out, and magic flowed from his hand. The Lamia's eyes widened before they dimmed and it slumped, passing out from the spell. "Too wild for me to be honest." He opened the cage up and dragged the Lamia out as his brother walked up. "Perfect timing Paps."

"L...La...mia?"

"Yup. We bagged it." He moved so Papyrus could grab the cage. "Looks like we're gonna eat pretty good tonight, huh bro?"

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Eyes slowly fluttered open as his mind slowly stirred. Ngh....wh....what...happened? He slowly pushed himself up, shivering as he glanced around. Dark.....where am I? His entire body felt sore as he tried to move his tail around. Not broken...that's good. He heard the soft, metallic clanking of chains and looked to see a large, black cuff around his neck. What the hell?! He hissed and tried to tear it off, grabbing the chain and clawing at it. He took it into his teeth and snapped hard on it when a light from above filled the room around him.

He was on a filthy red rug, the rest of the floor was old cracked cement. Boxes and other tools were around him, and the air had a thick, slight coppery scent to it that made him want to gag. This place is nasty! I want out!

"Ah, awake hmm? Dunno if that's a good thing or a bad thing." A light came on, making the young Lamia hiss and bury himself behind his massive tail. "Aww, no need to be shy. Or are you just not accustomed to the light? I know your types have a tendency to lean towards dawn to dusk hours."

"Hsss..." The Lamia hissed angrily, the tip of his tail waving in fury.

"Get used to it." The tall skeleton tugged at the edges of his cracked skull, a massive grin on his face. "The name's G, and if it weren't for my brother, ya wouldn't be breathing right now." He walked over to a large, metal table and placed a few fish on it, still flopping around. "So here's the thing, little Lamia. Around here, your tail is highly desirable. Lots of good, fatty meat in there." His voice seemed to be filled with hunger and the Lamia curled up even tighter. "But luckily for you, my bro's got quite the soft spot for humans...and you're upper half is human.

The Lamia scowled and hid further behind his coils. "Now I suggested just cutting you cleanly in half so he could 'take care' of the human half of you, but it turns out he wants you alive." He slammed a large butcher's knife down on their heads, cutting them cleanly. The young Lamia flinched at the echoing, metal sound and he couldn't stop the whimpering sound from rising in his throat. "He gave ya that blue hoodie ya got on. Said you looked naked without it."

...I was. He thought and frowned. I can't find my scarf either.... He watched as G placed a large piece of it on a plate and set it on the ground. Huh?

"Eat up." The Lamia peeked out from behind his tail and stretched it out slowly. It coiled around the plate and as he brought it closer, the scent made his stomach grumble. He grabbed it with his hands and held it close to his mouth, sinking into it with his sharp fangs. He quickly began to devour it, blood staining his white face and hands. "Savage little beastie, aren't ya?" He watched as the Lamia pushed the plate back, still wary of him. He placed another fish on it and just as his tail reached out, he summoned a large bone and pierced the Lamia's tail.

He let out a loud, wailing hiss as he tried desperately to free his tail, but the chain around his neck prevented him from reaching it. The large appendage twitched as G ran a bony hand along the scales, his left eye glowing dangerously. "Mmmhmm....nice and plump...looks excellent..." He grinned and bent down slowly, dragging his tongue along the scales. The Lamia flinched from the contact as a heat seemed to build in his chest.

No....no not now!

"Ya see...I also know that you're young...and clearly you haven't been claimed yet." G continued, licking his fangs and kissing the spot he had licked. "Ya can be claimed by anyone that takes ya....is that right little Lamia?" He shook his head violently as another shiver coursed through his body, this one more of pleasure than fear or pain.

I don't want this...no! Get away from me!

"So tell me Lamia. Do you want to live?" He whimpered as another bone pierced the middle of his tail, making him let out a loud scream. "Or do you want to die?" He sniffled as he stared at G, his eyes filled with tears and a hint of need. "If you agree, I promise to treat you really good~..." The Lamia whimpered, looking away as a hand gently lifted his chin. "It'll be good.....and you won't have to worry about anyone coming to kill you. You will be safe here with us. Fair deal, hmm~?" The Lamia trembled under the gentle caresses as fingers slowly glided along his sensitive underside, making a strangled whimper leave his throat.

I...I don't have a choice....I don't wanna die.... Filled with shame, he nodded slowly, turning his gaze away from G. But I'll never say his name. I will never give in  to him!

"I'm glad to see we've reached a mutual agreement." G grinned wickedly. He began pressing against his tail, making the Lamia shudder under the sudden pressure. "So...got a name?" The Lamia shook his head, rubbing at his throat. "What, lost yer voice? Or just stubborn?" He could feel the Lamia's eyes burning into his skull and he laughed. "Well I can't just call ya 'Lamia'....so..." He grinned and grabbed his face, looking in his eyes. "....Lost. That'll be yer name. It suits ya...lost yer voice, ya were lost in the woods....and now?" He moved in closer, straddling his waist as he bore into the frightened Lamia's eyes. "Yer freedom is lost now too."

Fangs pressed hard against Lost's lips and he briefly struggled to get away, but the sudden rush of magic made his body weak and he felt himself giving into it. "Mmm..." G moaned in the kiss, all but shoving his tongue into Lost's mouth. The young Lamia whimpered as his tail twitched, still unable to move it. "Tsk tsk....ya wanna move that tail? Yer gunna have ta wait until I'm done..." Lost hissed and struggled, trying to bite down on his tongue when a hand shot out and began squeezing his throat. "Nah uh uh.....you made a deal."

Please....please don't do that... He thought, eyes pleading. G seemed to catch on and backed away before grinding his clothed hips against Lost's waist. "Nnnnmh..." He began to pant slightly, feeling his tail get warmer and warmer. N...no....please....I don't....

"That's it~...c'mon now little Lamia..." His hands trailed down the Lamia's chest, sliding under his worn shirt and massaging his body. "Heh...rather well built under all that, eh?" Lost growled lowly but it cut off when a finger slid into the slit that had opened in his tail. He gasped and let out a half whine and half moan. "Yer gettin' off on this, hmm? Masochistic?"

"Hssss!!!!!" Lost hissed at him but his entire body jolted when a finger was shoved further in and he whimpered. His mouth let out soft moans as he shook his head. I don't like this...I don't...I....don't.... His mind was beginning to fog over as G's magic seemed to almost engulf it. But it....it feels...good....so good.....

"That's right Lost....enjoy the feeling." G grinned as Lost's eyes grew hazy with lust. He whined and reached up, tugging at the waistband of G's jeans. "Eager for my cock already? You Lamia's are so impatient..." He worked his jeans off slowly and Lost looked down at the glowing, golden, erect member in front of him. "Like what ya see? Good." He chuckled lowly and grabbed one of Lost's fingers, nibbling on it slightly. A brief, sharp pain went through him as he bit down, drawing blood. G wrapped his tongue around the bleeding appendage, sucking on it as he moved closer to Lost's slit. "Yer gonna see it a lot in the future..."

He slowly moved and shoved his member inside. He could feel Lost's tail jerk violently, and he allowed the bone magic to vanish. Lost's tail curled slightly, the tip almost petting G's spine as he thrusted in and out of Lost's open slit. "Hngh....yer a little tight aren't ya? So I was right that ya weren't claimed yet."  He pushed himself in even further, feeling Lost's slit clamp around his member tightly. Lost's hands gripped at the carpet, his head shaking as his body willingly accepted the magic G had begun pumping into his body. G moaned as he came inside Lost's body, his magic tying to the Lamia's.

Lost went limp as G withdrew himself, a satisfied grin on his face. He kneeled in close to Lost's neck, undoing the cuff and pressing a soft kiss to the exhausted Lamia's pale skin. "Yer mine now....and I'm gonna make sure you and everyone else remembers it..." He let out a loud snarl before biting down hard on his neck. Lost began to flails and screech, trying hard to push G off of him. He bit down harder, tears filling Lost's eyes as he was unable to remove the monster from his flesh. He lay there panting as G finally released his neck, licking the punctured flesh languidly. The blood, filled with magic, sent a surge into G's body as he moaned. "Best be careful there Lost...yer gonna turn me on again..."

Lost let out a tiny, weak whimper as G climbed off of him. Holding a hand over the bite mark, he healed it and watched as the marks became dark scars on his skin. "There we are...was that really so bad?" Lost glared at him and flicked his injured tail slightly before pulling it close. "Dunno why you're not talking....but you I know you didn't have your tongue cut out...it tasted rather good by the way." Lost's face turned red with a blush and G laughed. "I gotta go now, little Lamia. Do try and behave yourself." With a flick of his wrist the cuff was back around Lost's neck, however the chain was a little longer now. "I expect you to eat when my brother brings you your next meal, alright? Until then...rest well." He started to head upstairs, flicking the light switch off as he went. He closed the door behind him, leaving Lost alone in the darkness.

Wh...what....did I agree to? Lost thought as he curled up tightly on the rug, his underside sore and raw. I don't wanna die. I don't, but... As his eyes adjusted to the darkness, the realization of what had happened to him slowly began to sink in and he curled up even tighter. The only sounds in the basement were of his near silent sobbing, the shifting of his tail and the clanking sound of his chains. I didn't want to be claimed yet. Especially not by the likes of someone like him! He looked at the large cuts on his tail and whimpered. ...Like anyone would have claimed you otherwise. He even gave me a name, as stupid as it is. He shifted more until he was finally comfortable, closing his eyes. I...I'm scared... He yawned and felt his mind fading slowly. But....I'm safe...right?

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'I cannot believe you did that brother!' Papyrus angrily scribbled on a note.

"Yeah well, he wasn't gonna comply otherwise." G shrugged. "Besides, he was-" Papyrus held his large hand up, a scowl on his face. "Brother, he's a Lamia."

'He feels pain and happiness just like humans and monsters!' Papyrus argued. 'And you could have broken any hope of us gaining his trust!'

"He isn't some damned pet Paps! He's a fucking Lamia! Something we eat every chance we get! Or something humans capture and experiment with! We don't keep them as house pets!!!" Papyrus simply huffed and crossed his arms. "Look Paps, ya want 'im as a pet, fine. But ya gotta understand somethin'. He's not a monster like us, nor a human. He's a Lamia. They don't live by the same rules we do."

"Hngh...." Papyrus growled slightly and G rolled his eyes. He grabbed his notebook again and began to write. 'So you would rather us treat him like an animal? We are not Lamia's, brother! We're monsters. Can we not try to treat him with a little more civility?'

"Tsk, you really don't get it." G sighed. "Paps, that's how Lamia's work. They find one who is stronger to defend them. If anything, I did him a favor. Whether he accepts it or not is up to him." Papyrus watched his brother walk away and he sighed softly. He took the small plate of cookies he had and went down into the basement, stopping when he heard a soft humming.

Oh? He sat and listened as the Lamia hummed some more, the song gentle and making his Soul warm. It's so lovely....brother said he didn't speak...I wonder if he can write? He turned the light on and the humming stopped in an instant. Lost looked at him and hissed slightly, curling up and baring his fangs. He held a hand up, showing the other hand holding the plate. "C...coo....kies..." Lost tilted his head slightly and watched as the lanky skeleton squatted slightly before nudging the plate close. Once again, the shaken Lamia reached out and scooted the plate closer to himself, not once removing his sight from Papyrus.

Papyrus took his notebook and began to write in it. 'Can you read this?' Lost eyed the note as he gingerly took a cookie. As he slid it into his mouth, he gave a soft nod. 'Good. It is difficult for me to speak. And you? Brother said you could not, or that you would not. So have this!' He scooted a red notebook over along with a blue pen. Lost took it and examined it a bit before tilting his head. "W...write.....in it..." Lost slowly opened it and began to write, occasionally reaching down and grabbing a cookie.

'These cookies are good. Thank you.' Lost smiled a little as he ate another one. 'And he's right. I can't speak.' 

'Are all Lamia's like that?' Lost shook his head and looked down sadly at his hands.

'No. Just me. My mother told me it was because of my birth.....it's like a defect. All I can do is sing.' He let out a quiet sigh. 'I am uncertain of how to properly speak. She suggested it may have to do with giving my Soul. But I will not give it to that monster!' The word was written harshly, the blue staining the page slightly. Papyrus sighed and stood up slowly.

'I will try to make your room more accommodating tomorrow.' Papyrus reached out slowly, the Lamia flinching as his large hand pat his head. "Sl...eep.....well...Lost." Papyrus turned the light off, but left the basement door cracked. He sighed and rubbed his head. At least he is communicating with me. It seems he knows I mean no harm. He looked at the living room, seeing his brother sleeping on the couch. Brother...what to do?

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Bestial Purity Chapter 1

So here is the first chapter for my GHorrorFellxHuman Lost story! I sure hope y’all like it! Sorry if it seems slow, trying to build a bit of a world up after all XD If you have any questions, feel free to ask me!

Lost is mine, and GHorrorFellSans and Paps belong to @zwagyzonk  

Chapter 1

The loud crack of a whip filled the cold, winter air around him and the sudden split of skin made him scream in pain. E...Endure...just......just endure....! He repeated in his head as he gritted his teeth. After three more lashes with the whip, he felt the cuffs holding him up release his wrists and he fell limply to the cold ground. "N...Ngh...."

"Damned freak...." He felt a boot hit his already bruised side, making him cough in pain and curl up slightly on the dirt covered ground. "You freaks are the reason the monsters are here! Useless, worthless monster born freaks!" A few more solid kicks later and he could hear the crowd slowly trickle away. He struggled to sit up, his chest burning with pain.

"Ngh......cracked ribs most likely..." He whispered. He slowly opened his eyes, ruby and sapphire eyes peering into the shadows of the night. He stood slowly, his bare feet barely registering the sting and cuts of rocks as he walked back to an old shack. "It'll take a bit to heal..." His stomach seemed to groan in pain, the tightening sensation of hunger not unfamiliar to him. He made his way to a small, dirty cot and curled up onto it, shivering slightly from the cold.

"You awake?" He glanced to see a young girl walk over to him, holding a thread bear green blanket. "You'll need it. You-"

"No Minnie. You....you're with child. You cannot give that to me." He coughed. 

"You-"

"Sweetie, the chance of this child even surviving is slim to none." She whispered, her voice sad and it made the young man's Soul clench painfully. 

"You're the youngest one here and you need it, especially after that lashing." He sighed and let her cover him up. He winced as the rough fabric seemed to catch in his injuries, making him grit his teeth and hiss in pain. "Sorry! Did I-"

"You didn't do anything....I'm alright...." He sighed, giving her a thankful look. She pat his sweat covered black locks, walking and heading back to a lower cot. He trembled and looked up to a large hole in the roof, the moon shining down gently on the run down shack. I'm not the child of monsters.... He thought and scowled slightly. He held his hand out, and red magic crackled gently in his palm. Well...not the monsters from the woods anyways...

He propped himself up carefully on his elbows, the old cot sagging slightly. "We need to escape...we need-" Something hard hit his head and he flinched, rubbing the spot on his forehead. His fingers came back stained red and he scowled.

"Fucking freak! It's your fault that we're in this shithole in the first place!"

"Evan, enough!" Minnie snapped from her cot. "We're all here because we were sold here!"

"Yeah well things we're a bit easier before he showed up!" A grizzled man peeked over from the bed above Minnie, his hair a shaggy, brown mess and one green eye glaring at the pale young man. "Now they lash out at us more and-"

"ENOUGH!" Minnie shouted, glaring at him with her furious blue eyes. "It doesn't matter if he has magic or not! He's still human, like us. He's still got a human Soul inside him." Evan tsked and retreated back to his bed. Minnie carefully adjusted herself and swiftly fell asleep, leaving the young man alone to his thoughts.

Human.....what does that even mean anymore? His red and blue gaze looked back up to the moon. I don't think anyone is human anymore... ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The snow crunched under his boots, his breath leaving cold puffs in the air. "Hmm mm mmm~...." He hummed to himself as the moon shone above. "What a lovely night out, hmm?" He turned to look over his shoulder and chuckled. "Aww, nothing to say?" He turned to the corpse behind him, the body leaving trails of blood through the snow. "I know, it's my looks, isn't it?" He chuckled darkly, his left eye glowing gently in the night. "Ah well, I wasn't expecting a 'live' audience anyways."

He kneeled down and tied a rope to the ankles of the corpse, humming as he swung it over a branch. "But you see, we have these rules for the Hunter's Forest." He let out a soft, almost insane chuckle as he pulled the corpse slowly up the branch. "Humans stay out and leave us alone...but if they come here, they're all fair game." He finished and tied the rope around the trunk, sighing as he wiped at his skull. "But humans don't get that. You guys all try to run and hide, or even fight back. Tsk, it's so stupid. As if you stand even a remote chance."

He slapped at the body, giving it a gentle tap with the flat side of his large bone axe. "Yup, most humans know full well to avoid this place. Luckily you didn't...otherwise I wouldn't be having this conversation with you." He pulled out a small bone knife and carved away at the carcass, taking a few things and putting them into a plastic bag.

He backed away slightly as shadows loomed in the darkness, hungry eyes glowing from the shadows of the trees. "Sadly, me and my brother have already eaten and well....gotta make sure our normal stock of meat is fed. So....bone appetite~!" He winked and turned his back as growls and roars filled the silence of the night, followed by the sounds of ripping and tearing. "Hmmm mmmm~..."

"B....Bro....ther...." The skeleton stopped and turned to see an even taller skeleton emerge from behind a tree. He was wearing a thin, two tailed black coat and glasses on his face. He had a tan turtle neck on under the coat, his pants long and hugging his legs. His jaws were impossibly large, the teeth long and sharp. He grunted and nodded at his slightly shorter brother, holding a sticky note pad out and a deep, red pen.

"Leaving notes again Paps?" He received a nod and he chuckled. "You do realize no human has ever made it to the village, right?" He received another nod and a soft grunt. "Yeah well that's just how it is. They trap us underground for over 100 years and expect us to be nice? Tsk, bunch of fucking stupid wishing." He growled and reached up, scratching at the gaping hole in his head. 

"Not that I can really remember much of when we got outta there, but-"

"Grrngh...." Papyrus grabbed his wrist and scowled at him, stopping him from scratching.

"Heh, sorry bro. Didn't mean to put you on edge." G shrugged and looked up at the moon. He reached down into the small plastic bag he had and handed two, large eyes, the blood dripping onto the snow. "Here ya go bro. Enjoy." He reached down and grabbed the liver and took a large bite, humming at the taste. "Mmm~....chewy."  It's quite bright tonight.....almost full. He smirked and licked his fangs playfully. I dunno why....but I got a real good feeling in my gut.....something's about ta change. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The young man passed out small, chipped cups of water to the other workers as candles lit the dark shack. "Thank you!" She gave him a bright smile through her dirt caked face, her long black hair put up in two pigtails.

"Heh, no problem Ellie." He smiled and took a sip of his small cup.

"Can you tell me the story again?" She asked, her green eyes curious.

"Heh, you wanna hear how the monsters ruined our world and brought freaks like him into this life?"

"Evan, shush!" Minnie scolded. "Go on ahead young man." He chuckled and looked into the empty cup, sighing softly.

"A long time ago, monsters and humans were at war." He began slowly, closing his eyes. "The humans won the war, and attempted to seal the monsters underground behind an impenetrable barrier. But humans were not as powerful with magic as monsters were. Monsters are made of magic....humans were not. In just 100 years, the barrier dissolved and monsters returned." He opened his eyes and looked outside at the night sky, the moon covered by clouds. "But humans had all but destroyed their world in other wars.....and food was as scarce here is as it was there. The monsters, having thrived off of the flesh and bone of humans that had fallen down into the underground when famine struck, were right at home."

"So...they did eat humans?"

"Yes, to survive." He sighed and ran a hand through messy black locks. "So they began to inhabit the woods surrounding the region. These woods are now called the Hunter's Woods....and any human that wanders within become the game of the monsters. As for the monsters.....they rarely venture outside their home, and a tense peace has reigned ever since."

"Those poor monsters...." Ellie whimpered and held her empty cup close. She winced and the young man gave her a soft look.

"Ellie, did you hurt yourself again?" Minnie asked.

"N-No! Nu-uh! I'm a tough girl!" She said, wincing again. The pale boy walked over and placed a gentle hand on her stomach, making her whimper. "I-It doesn't hurt, promise!"

"Ellie, you're ribs are bruised, if not broken." He sighed with a soft smile. "Stay still ok?" He carefully lifted her shirt and placed a cool, pale hand against the darkening bruise. She winced as his blue eye glowed gently and a soft, pale blue light formed from his hand. Slowly, the bruise began to fade and she gave off a big smile. "There....better?"

"U...uh-huh..." Her eyes were wide in amazement as he withdrew his hand, sagging a bit. Minnie walked over and caught the young man before he collapsed. "Is he ok?"

"Using his magic like that just wears him out Ellie." Minnie assured her with a smile. There was a loud banging at the shack door and all members inside froze. 

"Wh...who's-" The lock was undone and men came in, their uniformed clothes making everyone freeze. What was worse was their walk, stumbling to and fro and the stench of alcohol filled the small space. "Ellie, get under the cot."

"But-"

"NOW." Ellie nodded and hid as the men approached Minnie. Evan slipped out of the shack and she scowled. "Pigs....all of you. What do you want?"

"Lookit here~! Ish tha' preggers whore~!" The men cackled as the young man stood up slowly, moving closer to Minnie but she held a hand up at him. "Isn' tha' the boss's baby in yer fat ass?"

"Please sirs, leave. We have work in the fields tomorrow and-" One man grabbed her neck and she clawed at his tight grip.

"Minnie!" The young man reached out only for him to be pinned to the ground by one of the other men. "Get off of me, you damned bastards!!!!"

"Heh, ya know...fer a fucking monster's bastard ya sure do have a rather....pretty little face, mmm~?" His eyes widened and he struggled harder. "Mmm...you feel good wrigglin' too-" A shoe was thrown at the man's face and he scowled at Minnie. "Ya goddamned bitch!" He got off of the young man and he watched as she was thrown harshly to the ground.

"Minnie, no!" He tried to get up and help, raising his hands as red magic crackled around his palm. There was a sickening squelch of flesh being punctured, a loud scream, and something hitting him hard on the back of his head before he was forced into darkness.

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Bestial Purity Chapter 3

Here’s the third chapter! Lost finally gets his name and meets the brothers <3

Lost is my baby and GHorrorFell Sans and Papyrus belong to @zwagyzonk

Chapter 3

G leaned against a tree, sighing as a puff of smoke encircled his face, the cigarette in between his fingers giving off a faint glow. I can sense it....a human's fallen into our neck of the woods. He thought with a smirk. Those human mobs are just plain hilarious and predictable. He listened to the sounds of the night, closing his eyes and scratching at the base of the crack in his skull. "Ngh....aches again." He grumbled. A small flock of crows let out screeches of annoyance and he stood up straighter. "Oh?"

"Oooh, a real meal today!" A familiar, growling voice echoed in the night.

Seems like one of the dogs already found this one. He heard a familiar 'twang' and gritted his fangs. "One of Paps's old traps must've gone off." He pushed off the tree and began walking towards the source of the noises, when a scream ripped through the otherwise silent night.

“GYAH!!!” The sound was filled with pain, and it almost tore through his shriveled Soul. He moved around the corner of another tree and hid as he watched the two monsters pinned a shape to the ground.

“Listen to it screaming! It makes such nice little noises…”  The dog leaned over as the figure slumped, clearly unconscious.

"Well well...what have we here, hmm~?" G smirked as he emerged from the shadows, his red eye lights glinting in the night. The dogs froze, looking at him with raised fur and snarls. "Well, that's a rather rude welcome."

"Sans...." The smaller one snarled, his eyes shifting back and forth. "Back off Sans! This one belongs to us!"

"Uhm, no it doesn't. Sorry to disappoint ya, mutt." G casually picked at his teeth, flicking a piece of pig skin at the dog. It landed on his nose and he snorted, snarling. "That's one of my bro's traps you see. His trap, his catch. And since he doesn't patrol here at night, that makes it my trap, and my catch."

"Well you didn't get here, and we chased it here!" The clouds moved from the moon, allowing it's pale light to briefly fall upon the two hulking monsters. One was a larger dog, a sharp, chipped axe on his back and the other was smaller. It had two daggers at its side, sharp and already tinted red with blood and his face was covered in boils.

"Stars Doggo you look like a pile of fungus shit." G chuckled slightly.

"Fuck you Sans!" He snarled, eyes flitting back and forth as he carefully observed G's movements. "We were here first, so its ours! Right Dogamay?" He turned to the other dog. It tilted its head, showing a scarred snout and runny nose, one scar running down the side of his face. His fur was mangy and missing in spots. "Well?"

"I-I dunno Doggo....this is Sans. You know how strong he is..." He backed up a bit, near furless tail ticked between his legs. "A-And I have Dogaressa to g-go back to...s-s-so...."

"Well....you a dog? Or a pussy?!" Doggo snarled at his partner and walked over the limp form on the ground. "I ain't afraid of you, Sans! Things are different now...we don't have to rely on you to find food!" G yawned and stretched slightly, tilting his head.

"You done?"

"Grr...."

"Because ya see, Paps is gonna want that bedtime story he's gotten attached to since getting here and-" He watched as Doggo rushed at him, daggers drawn. 

"Oh, alright, fine." He vanished from Doggo's vision and the dog monster landed face first in the snow.

"Coward! Where did you run off t-"

"Yoohoo~." Doggo turned to see G right next to him, his left eye glowing a dangerous blood red, the center a sickly yellow. "Ya dropped something~." He swung upwards, cutting Doggo's right eye from his nose to his forehead. Doggo yelped and fell to the ground, whimpering in pain. "Now are we done?" He turned to see Dogamay had run off, his footprints trailing off into the shadows. "Yup. I think so." He turned to Doggo, his eye lights glinting and his smile growing wider. "Unless you wanna be a pile of ashy dog treats...I'd fuck off."

"Grrr....I won't forget this Sans!" Doggo snarled and ran off.

"Pfft, yeah yeah, whatever." G simply shrugged and tossed the dagger aside. He turned to the figure lying prone on the ground and knelt down. He whistled as he looked at the coiled barbed wire. "Damn, you struggled pretty good for it to be piercing through you like this, hmm? Then again, with those mangy dogs chasing you I can't say I blame ya too much." Very carefully, he took some of the wire off his back. Bringing his axe out, he flipped the body over and placed the blade next to his pale neck. "Alright, time to 'cut' this conversation sh-" He stopped as the moon shone down again and his Soul twinged.

The figure was a young man, no older than 22. His skin was as pale as the snow beneath them, his forehead covered in sweat and blood had made its way down his cheek from a wound on his head. Messy, black locks were tipped with pure white and G found himself confused. "What....what on earth? I've never seen a human so pale before...." Curiosity overcame him as he carefully removed the barbed wire. Soft whimpers of pain had him look down as eyes slowly opened.

"Pl....lease...." The voice was soft and weak, and when his eyes met G's, he felt trapped in their pleading gaze. "Do.....don't...k....ill me....." Red and blue irises met his empty socketed gaze, surrounded in a sea of ebony. "I....I w....want...t...to li...ve..." G remained frozen as the young human struggled for air, the barbed wire tightening slightly with each heaving breath. G sighed as the young man passed back out.

"Urgh....damned sentimental Soul." He mumbled as he continued to carefully remove the barbed wires. As he removed them from pale flesh, blood leaked from the punctures and he blinked. Oh? This smell.... He gently placed his index finger on some of the blood and held it in front of his nose. "Mmm....rich...sweet scent....magic for sure." He licked his fangs before lapping the blood off his finger. His eye lights seemed to blow up in his skull as a sudden rush of magic flowed through his bones and Soul.

He groaned at the taste and swiped at another trickle to get another taste. Shit......fuck this is.... He sighed as he rolled his shoulders. Like dark chocolate....simply divine...  He looked down at the young man in the snow and grinned. "Yer a rather sweet little find, aren't you?" He chuckled lowly. He carefully knelt down and gathered the young man into his arms. "Kinda light for a human.....I'll be sure Paps feeds ya real good."

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Eyes opened to be greeted with an unfamiliar sight. "Wh...where am I?" He sat up and looked around the dimly lit room. "Candles...and I'm in a bed..." He frowned and gripped at the sheets that had pooled around his waist. "I had been running when-" A knock made him jolt slightly and he looked at the closed, wooden door. "Y-Yes?" The door opened slowly and his eyes widened in shock.

A tall skeleton ducked under the doorway to enter the room, his limbs long and thin. He wore a pair of square shaped glasses and a black, twin tailed suit. His mouth was filled with long teeth, making talking a feat all on its own. He tilted his head as he gazed at the young man. "W-Who are you? Where am I?"

"P...Pa...py.....rus...." The tall skeleton's voice was creaky and strained as his mouth barely opened. He gestured to himself as he spoke, hoping the human would understand him.

"...Papyrus? That's your name?" He nodded and the young man looked at the old blanket covering him. "Did you find me?" Papyrus shook his head, then held a large hand out. He placed the small notes in the human's lap and gestured to them before gesturing to himself. "Oh, these. Did...did you write them?" He nodded and smiled before handing the human a plate of food.

"This..." He frowned as he looked at it. Noodles were piled onto the plate, covered in a red sauce and large meatballs. "What....what is this?" He asked, the curiosity clear in his eyes. "I've never seen this before....and it smells really good." His stomach practically groaned at the smell and Papyrus gestured to the fork. "You...you want me to eat...this?" He grabbed the back of one of the notes and hastily wrote on it.

'Spaghetti. I made it fresh for you!'

"This is spaghetti?" He carefully twirled the fork around the noodles, making sure to get at least one meatball on it before taking a careful, slow bite. His eyes shot open as the warm, spiced food hit his tongue and he quickly delved into it. The spaghetti was gone in just a few minuets, and his stomach seemed to groan for more. "Is there any more?" He asked, eyes hopeful. Papyrus seemed to beam at the question and he quickly grabbed the plate before leaving the room. That was...really good. I've never had food like that before. He smiled and patted his stomach. Fresh, and it had spices I've never tasted before! It was so good...

Papyrus returned with another plate and the human took his time with the second helping. He savored every bite he could, sighing as his stomach was finally satisfied. "Th-Thank you for the food Papyrus." He smiled a little as Papyrus knelt down, napkin in hand. He wiped the human's face off and as he shook his head, a large hand reached out and gave him a few, gentle pats. "H-Huh?"

"He likes you." Another voice echoed from the doorway and Papyrus moved so the human could see. A tall skeleton stood there, wearing a large coat with a white fur trim around the collar. He had on long black jeans and boots. His red eye lights seemed to stand out in the glow of the candles, and the gaping hole in his head made the human shiver a bit. "That's a good thing...my bro usually frightens off others."

"Well, he's been polite to me. So I don't see a reason to be scared of him." The young man shrugged. "Looks aren't everything after all."

"Heh...is that what ya truly think, little lost lamb?" The human scowled at the nickname as the skeleton entered the room. "Name's G. I'm the one that found ya all 'tied up' with those two mongrels."

"Tied...." Memories of a few hours ago finally flooded back to him and the panic in his eyes was clear.

"Ya finally get it, eh? Yer with the monsters now, little lamb." G chuckled. "So....ya gotta name?"

"Name? I...." He sighed and gripped the sheets. "No. I was never given one." G tilted his head, licking at his fangs.

"Hmph, well that'll do ya no good." G walked further in, making the human shift anxiously. "Well...let me see..." He grinned widely. "Since I found ya all lost and alone out in the big bad woods.....Lost."

"L...Lost? What kind of a name is that?!"

"The one that fits ya the best." Lost scowled and crossed his arms. "Now now, don't be so upset about it. If ya come up with anything better, just replace it."

"...Names are special. You can't just give yourself one." Lost sighed. "So...fine. Lost it is." He turned his red and blue eyes to G, feeling uncomfortable with how close he was. "So...what happens now? I assume you want some form of reward for saving me, am I right?"

"Damned straight little sweet treat." The nickname made Lost's skin crawl as G moved in even closer. He could feel the hotness of G's breath, the smell making Lost uneasy. "Ya see, down here, it's an eye for an eye. I saved yer life...." He reached out and twirled some of Lost's messy black locks in between his fingers. "So now yer life is mine."

"E-Excuse me?!" Lost pushed him back slightly and made to stand up, but a strong hand shot out and gripped his shoulder tightly. "My life is my own! I don't-"

"Ya don't seem ta understand. You're a little, lost, magic filled human in a world of hungry monsters." G chuckled darkly. His left eye lit up as the right eye light vanished. "Your gonna do exactly as I say...or I'll decide you're the next ingredient in those meatballs you ate rather than the pig you did eat." Lost scowled and felt magic crackle around his right hand, but G's other hand shot out, gripping his wrist tight. "Tsk tsk, attacking yer savior? Not very grateful are ya?"

"Get off of me!" Lost snapped, his eyes flashing with magic and filled with fear.

"Listen well, little lamb." Lost froze as G's voice seemed to get lower, the sound filling his Soul with dread. "I could easily snap your neck in mere seconds....there's a very specific reason I've kept ya alive...and if you wish to stay alive, you will do as I say, clear?" Lost nodded shakily and G let him go. However, he moved even closer, a sick grin on his face. "Mmm...that smell..."

"S-Smell? What smell?"

"Yer heart is pumping it so close to the surface...and your magic made it richer..." Lost felt a hand grip his hair tightly and his head was forced to the side, baring his thin, pale neck. "Just a little....all I want is just a little sip..."

"A-A sip of wh-" Fangs ghosted his neck, and a slick tongue tickled his flesh, making him squirm. "What are you talking about?!"

"Heh, best resist for now...yer still weak from earlier." He moved away and handed Lost a glass of water. "Here, drink this up." Lost took the cup warily and slowly drank the water. He sighed as his parched throat seemed to relish the feeling of it going down his throat, but it didn't take long before Lost felt woozy. "Damn, that shit really is quick. I need to thank Alphys later."

"Wh...what did...did you...do to me?" Lost's voice wavered as he slumped in the bed, G catching the glass as it tumbled from his lax fingers.

"Oh, drugged ya. Can't have you running away at night, now can I?" He chuckled. "The best part about it? You won't even remember being drugged. It's quite strong stuff. Means I can use it as much as I want to." He helped tuck the pale human into the bed, giving him a soft kiss to his neck. "Should last all night. Sleep well...my little lamb." He blew the candles out and left the room, locking the door just in case. Heh...yer gonna be loads of fun...my little sweet angel.

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Bestial Purity Chapter 4

 Hoo boy, a long one today! There’s a bit of smut in here, but not too much. XD Also there is a timeskip in this chapter, but again its a small one. Do enjoy!

Lost is my bb and GHorrorFellSans and Papyrus belong to @zwagyzonk

Chapter 4

The morning sunlight shined down through the window, making Lost groan and curl further under the blanket draped over him. "Ngh...." He sat up slowly and stretched, feeling the sheets pool around his waist. "Morning..." He blinked and rubbed the sleep from his eyes as the room came into focus. "Oh yeah...I...fell here." The sun filtered through an old, torn red curtain and Lost pushed it back gently. He flinched at the sudden rush of sunlight and looked around the room. Aside from the old, iron cast bed he was in, the room itself was slightly barren. 

An old, chestnut dresser stood lonely in the corner next to a small door. He had the one window next to him, giving him a nice view of the mountain in the distance. The walls were painted a light shade of orange, the paint peeling in a few places. The floor had an old, torn up gray rug on top of a darker gray carpet. 

"A bit dreary, isn't it?" He mumbled and swung his feet over the edge of the bed. His bare feet slid into a pair of pink slippers and he sighed. "Well, I guess I'll-huh?" He went to rub his neck when he felt something around it. "Wh...what is this?"

He began to tug at it, but no matter what he tried, he couldn't get it off. "What the hell is this?!" He saw an old, cracked mirror on the wall and ran over to it. His eyes narrowed as a brown, leather collar came into his view. From the collar hung a small, golden, oval shaped tag that said 'Lost' on it. "What the fuck is this?!"

"Ya like it? I thought it suited you." Lost turned his furious gaze to G, who was leaning in the doorway. "Damn, that fire in yer eyes stirs another kinda fire down below, if ya get what I mean."

"What's the meaning of this thing?!" Lost snapped. "I'm not some pet you can just claim!"

"Well down here, yer better off a pet than lunch." G shrugged. "So which is it, hmm? Granted, I wouldn't mind eatin' ya up in a different kinda way..." His tongue licked his fangs as his eyes rolled slightly, head tilting to the left. "Yeah, that sounds kinda nice actually..."

"Hell no!" Lost narrowed his eyes and his left hand crackled slightly with blue light. "Don't you come anywhere near me like that!" G left the doorway briefly and came back with a plate of hot food. The scent had Lost's stomach growling and he couldn't stop the whimper coming from his throat.

Heh, so easy ta read. "Ya hungry there Lost?" He chuckled almost playfully. "Betcha ya are. Ya need to eat after all." He walked in and placed the food on the small, bed side table. "It's scrambled eggs with some very fresh bacon." Lost looked at the food, confused. "...How often did they even let you eat?"

"Enough to keep my strength up." Lost admitted quietly. "But never full meals like this." He sat on the bed, looking at his pink slippers.

"Tsk." Lost looked up as G yawned. "Whatever. Look, that collar is sealed by my magic. Ya ain't gettin' outta it." Lost growled and both his hands filled with magic as he tried to tug it off. "Yeesh, yer just gonna hurt yerself."

"Get it off of me!"

"Not gonna happen."

"I swear, I'll-!" Lost froze as G appeared right in front of him, his magic coiling around them both with a dark, foreboding energy. Wh...what the hell is this feeling? He felt like his Soul was being crushed by the weight of the magic and he began panting heavily. Wh...why am I...out of breath?

"Ya feel that, little lamb?" G chuckled. "That collar is my magic essentially." G moved swiftly, forcing Lost to lay on his bed as G hovered over him with a sick grin. "So if I were ya....I'd behave myself. Wouldn't wanna piss yer Master off, eh?" He grinned as he moved in closer, his face just inches from Lost's face as his tongue licked his fangs. His red eyes were filled with desire and Lost could feel it through the collar around his neck.

"Ngh....unh...."

"Ya feel that too it seems....that's what ya do ta yer Master."

"Y...you...you are no Master of mine!" Lost snapped angrily, pushing G off.  "I'm not some slave or pet! I-"

"Yer right. Yer even less than that." G growled. "Listen good and well Lost. Around here, yer nothing but a food source. A meal on two legs." G grabbed him by the neck and began to squeeze. Lost coughed as sharp fingers dug further into his pale skin and blood slowly began to trickle down. "Yer life....yer blood....is mine." G leaned in and dragged his tongue along the white expanse of skin, moaning and his eyes rolled slightly in his head at the rich taste. "Mmmhm.....perfect...."

"G...G...l...let go.....please...." G hummed and ignored Lost's pleas until a large hand was placed on his shoulder. He turned slowly to see his brother standing behind him.

"Paps..."

"S....ans....food.......cooling...." G looked at the plate of nearly forgotten food and then back at the gasping young man in his grip before yanking away. He panted and gripped at the crack in his skull before leaving the room. "Mmngh..."

"Are...are you apologizing?" Lost asked, rubbing his neck. "It's ok. You're not at fault." He smiled a little. "Thank you for coming to my aid." He felt a large, bony finger being pressed to his throat and the marks slowly healed. "Thank you again." He chuckled. He flinched slightly as a large hand pet his head before reaching around and grabbing a notepad. Papyrus scribbled in it and then handed it to Lost.

'Forgive my brother for his actions. He has had trouble adjusting ever since we returned to the surface.' The note read. Lost nodded and sighed.

"....I suppose so."

'It is best you stay in the room for the day. Is there anything you would like?'

"Hmm...you have any books?" Papyrus smiled brightly and nodded. "I'd like to read some if that's ok. I...well I never really got the chance to."

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G grumbled as he stood on the back porch, a cigarette hanging from his fingers. Damn... He grabbed his head slightly and tugged on his eye socket with irritation. What the hell is up with me? I can usually hold it together at least a little better than that. He looked inside to see Papyrus cooking lunch. He had an apron on, tattered slightly at the ends and flipped some burgers in a pan. "I'll need to go check the traps soon."

He headed inside and grabbed his coat. "Oi, Paps. I'm gonna go look at the traps. Wanna tag along?" Papyrus turned to him and gestured to the food. "I know you're making lunch, but-" He then pointed upstairs and groaned. "Really? You want me to take Lost out?" It had been a couple days since his last encounter with the young man and he wasn't exactly excited about doing it again. "Are ya-"

Papyrus held a large hand up and scowled at his brother. "....Fine. Fine! I'll do it ok?" He stomped upstairs and knocked on the door to the guest room. "Lost, you awake in there?" When he heard nothing he scowled and opened the door. He covered his mouth as he attempted not to laugh. Lost was splayed out on the bed, an open book on his stomach. He was mumbling incoherently as he slept, an arm draped over his eyes.

"Mngh....don't....wanna..."

"Pfft....h....hahahahahahahaha!" G's sudden laughter had Lost jolting awake, his face a deep shade of red as he glared at G. "Oh my god! Yer a fucking riot!"

"W-What the hell?! Ever heard of knocking, asshole?!"

"I did, ya dumbshit!" G laughed even harder, holding a hand up as a book was thrown his way and catching it with ease. "Now now, no need ta throw anything."

"Y-you're such an ass!" G finished laughing and stood straighter. "...So what do you want? Tired of leaving me locked up in this small room alone?" He scoffed and turned away.

"Figured I'd take ya with me to check the traps." He could see Lost tilt his head slightly at that, giving him a sideways glance with his red eye. "We only have so many books too. So if yer good, I'll try ta slip ya into town."

"...."

"Well? Fair enough? All you gotta do is not run off on me." Lost nodded slightly and G winked. "Good. But, take a shower first." Lost scowled and G winked at him before leaving the room. "Damn..." He slid his hand over his face. "Why does a human's blood do that when they get all flustered? I could smell it..." He looked at his fingers and for a brief moment, he could almost feel Lost's blood on them. "It's so good....so rich...." He shivered as a small thrill of desire shot through his Soul. "It looked so excellent on him...stood out so nicely."

He licked at his fingers, as if the blood was still on them. "I could feel it coursing through my bones and into my very Soul....so delicious..." He felt his magic pooling into his tight jeans and he groaned. "Fuck...who knew a human could turn me on so easily? His skin is so soft...and his blood is thick and rich with magic..." He walked briskly to his room, laying down on the bed as he heard the shower running. Heh....I wonder... He moved towards the wall, a small hole visible that led directly into the bathroom. Knew this would come in handy sometime. Bless Paps for forgetin' this hole...

He watched Lost slowly remove his clothes and he let out a soft groan as the shower started up. He watched as he stretched, showing of almost endless pale white skin that had G's tongue feeling heavy in his mouth. Such a delicious treat...I wonder what he tastes like? Lost continued a small stretch routine as the shower warmed up, and G felt his magic growing harder as he watched. Fuck....he ain't too shabby down below either... He shoved his hand into his jeans, gripping the glowing member and slowly began to stroke it. "Shit....I wonder how his lips would feel...bet they'd be n-nice and moist....tongue all warm...."

He watched as Lost stopped briefly and he closed his mouth. Shit....did he hear me? Lost shrugged and began a soft hum as he climbed into the shower, ignorant of the red eyes still watching through the hole. "Fuuuuck..." He laid down on the floor, scooting out of his pants until he could kick them off. "He's such a little cocktease...wonder if he'd touch me all over too....his hands are soft and smooth...." He closed his eyes and tried to picture the human in the bathroom touching him all over. He gripped the base of his member tightly, pumping and squeezing as he thrusted into his palm. "Shit...fuck....he'd be so nervous....gentle..."

He moaned as he squeezed even tighter, his eyes rolling into his head. "Hngh.....he'd be so slick and nice...fuck~!" He came hard in his hand, laying there panting for awhile on the floor. "Good thing I took my jeans off...I don't have any clean pants otherwise." He stood up and wiped his hip bones and he quickly blocked the hole with his dresser. "For later~..." He walked out in time to see Lost walking out as well, his damp hair sticking slightly to his head. "Just finished up eh?"

"....Yeah. And what were you doing?" Lost scowled. G grinned and walked over to him, watching with delight as Lost backed up into a wall. "D-Don't you even-"

"Even what? Touch you?" He smirked, his face moving in close as his hands came up to pin his wrists to the wall. "I can touch what's mine. Or was it taste you?" He licked his fangs and then dragged his tongue across Lost's cheek. "Mmmhmm....ya taste just as good as I thought ya would."  He moved even closer, his magic already growing heavy in his jeans again. He grinded against Lost's member, and he nipped at Lost's collar and neck. "Or what else do you think I'm going to do you hmm?" He slid Lost's hoodie down, then the sleeve of his shirt to reveal alabaster skin. "Hmm....oh I know~..."

He licked the flesh slowly, Lost panting harshly as his member was rubbed by G's. "I just want a small taste...would that be so bad?" He could feel Lost’s breathing growing harder, a hand sliding down to press against his chest. "Yer heart beat is rising....out of fear? Or out of need?"

"L-Let me go..." Lost's voice trembled softly as G licked more at his shoulder. "No...no please...please-" G bit down on it, making Lost wince. He relished in the crimson blood that flowed into his mouth, his eye lights glowing as he released his skin and licked the injury. "Wh...why....?"

"Why what? Why do this to you? I thought I told you." He licked his jawline and smiled. "Yer mine."

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Lost shivered a little as the two of them walked silently through the woods. He's insane....I should run from him... He thought. But...if these other monsters are worse...then I'm safer with him, right? He watched as G checked a large pit, smirking. "What?"

"Looks like we got a couple of deer down there...and dust. Ick, that'll be a pain in the ass to clean up." G grumbled. He gestured Lost over and pointed into the pit. 

"Think you can use magic to lift it out?"

"H-Huh?"

"I didn't stutter and I know you're not deaf." Lost looked down again and sighed.

"I can try. I haven't really trained with my magic before." Lost's left eye glowed gently and he held his hand out. Just focus.....focus..... He heard a sickening, slick sound as the bodies of skewered deer met his eyes. He felt bile rise in his throat at the sight of dust shimmering under the midday sunlight. Monsters....they fell in this too.... He turned around and threw up as the bodies dropped to the ground.

"Tsk, weak stomach eh?" G chuckled and knelt down to examine the deer. "Do me a favor and go keep watch over there." G gestured to a small hill. "It should give ya a pretty good view of the area." Lost scowled and shoved his hands in his pockets. "What? Sorry this is boring as fuck for ya, but if you wanna eat, you're gonna do what you're told." Lost rolled his eyes and climbed up, looking around. The woods were filled with leafless trees, the snow on the ground shining in the sunlight.

It's...kinda pretty. He thought with a smile. You never see this up there. He looked up at the cliff and sighed. I wonder if you can see this too Ellie...Minnie. He turned back around to see G carving the carcasses up and he let out an involuntary shudder. I just don't know what to do here. I can't trust him. I know that much, but so far he hasn't tried to eat or kill me. Fuck with me sure...but not kill. He sighed as he looked around. I-

"Well well~...." Lost froze and turned his gaze to see a large, hulking figure looking at him. He had large, jagged teeth and tiny eyes that were almost engulfed by his massive jaws. "A tasty little morsel has come to this neck of the woods..." Lost could hear the hunger dripping from his voice, taking a step back.

"G...G!" He turned around, only to see that G had vanished. He's gone?! Where the hell did he go?!

"Aww, what's the matter~?" Lost froze as the voice whispered close to him. 

"Can't find someone?" The monster's breath was hot and thick, the smell like fresh blood. "Too bad..." The monster moved suddenly, trying to clamp his jaws around Lost. He moved back and held a hand out, trying to summon his magic. 

A small, pathetic bone shot out and the monster simply crushed it. "Outta magic eh? You humans need proper nutrients to keep your magic going..." He grinned and Lost turned around, running away from the area as fast as he could. "And where do you think you're going~?"

Vine suddenly shot from under the ground like gnarled roots, wrapping around his right ankle. Lost grabbed a nearby rock and stabbed at it, making the monster screech and recoil. It released him and he struggled to stand back up, only for more vines to shoot out and coil around his waist and arms. "You're going to pay for that one..."

"Let me go!" Lost snapped, struggling in the tight hold. Thorns slowly grew out of the vines, piercing his skin and making him cry out in pain. "LET GO!!!!!" The vines grew tighter and he gasped as the pressure on his chest made it harder to breathe. "Gnck...l..let me....go!"

"Not a chance. A tasty morsel like you will feed me for at least a few days." A large, forked tongue licked over large teeth, and his beady eyes were filled with hunger. "However....for a human you are rather.....how shall I put this? Stunning?"

H...huh?

"I've never seen a human quite like ya before." The monster admitted. He squeezed tighter. "Betcha that you'd scream real nice too. Wonder if-" Bones shot out and cut the vines holding Lost in midair, dropping him to the ground. The monster screeched in pain and anger and turned to see G standing a few feet away.

"He is not for you to devour." G growled, his left eye glowing. He tilted his head slightly, tugging at the crack in his skull. "You have made a very grave mistake."

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G looked at Lost, panting on the ground and holding his chest. Blood dripped from his wrists and legs. His eyes were wide and he could easily see the fear in them.  Well fuck. Looks like I waited a little too long....oh well. He smirked as the large mouthed monster snarled at him. Guess Lost learned his lesson. It ain't safe for him out here. "Look, you even made my human bleed. I suppose I should put you in your place."

"Sans..." The monster chuckled. "Should've figured you'd stake your claim on this morsel. He isn't bad looking...and now I can smell the rich magic in his blood." Large, gnarled vines rose from the ground and he grinned. "Looks like I'll have to take ownership by force!" G leapt up in the air as vines shot out, pushing  off of one and snapping his fingers. Bones formed around him and he pointed, launching them at the big mouthed monster. A bunch of vines shot out and grabbed them all, flinging them back at him.

Hmm...not to shabby. He ducked and dodged the bones, one barely grazing the crack in his skull. He landed on the ground and shot his hand out. Rows of bones raced at the monster, but a large vine like cage formed around him, preventing the bones from reaching him. And cowardice. He grinned as his eye flashed and he licked his fangs. "Seems yer 'rooted' to that spot, eh? Fine then..." He raised a hand up and large bones filled the air around him. "Some of these are bound ta hit ya!" He laughed as the bones rained down on the vine cage, some slipping through and piercing the monster, making it screech. A sudden yell of pain made him stop as the vines fell away, showing Lost being held by his neck. Fuck...forgot he was close by.

"Heh heh....you wouldn't wanna kill him , would you Sans?" The monster's tongue flicked out, licking at Lost's cheek. He growled and struggled in the tight grip, desperately trying to grab a lungful of air. The grip tightened and he coughed, his arms falling limp to his side as his body sagged. "All it'll take is one more squeeze, and I snap this boy's neck in two!"

"Hmph." G lowered his hand and the bones vanished. "So...what? You wanna trade or something?"

"No, you're gonna let me leave or I kill this little morsel." Lost opened his eyes slowly, looking at G as he struggled to breathe. G snickered and walked closer. "S-Stay back!"

"Aww, lemme at least give him a goodbye kiss, eh?" Confusion filtered into Lost's eyes as G walked over, the vine stretching out and further away from the monster. He leaned in close, his breath hot on Lost's ear. "This is gonna hurt."

"Wh-" He was cut off as a large bone shot through his shoulder, making him scream in pain. The bone went straight through and into the skull of the large mouthed monster. He let out a brief, gurgle of pain before falling over, his body slowly turning to dust. G caught Lost as he slumped against him and lifted him into his arms. A dark bruise had begun to form around his neck, and blood continued to fall from his wrists.

"I tried to tell ya Lost. Yer mine. And even if it means hurting you to keep you here with me...I'll do it." He grinned as he held on close. He vanished from the woods, Lost's stomach doing filp flops as they suddenly reappeared in his room. "Yer life is mine to do with what I want....and that includes yer body."

"W-What are you doing?!" Lost tried to move, but the pain in his chest and shoulder flared up and he groaned in pain. G slowly removed his shirt and hoodie, looking at his scarred, pale white chest. Bone hands grazed over his skin, making Lost shiver at the gentle, fleeting touches.

"You have cracked ribs. Seems he squeezed rather tight." G commented, looking at the dark bruises on his skin. "Not to mention countless punctures from the thorns. So...I'll get those myself." He licked his fangs and began to lean down when Lost pushed him back. "If I do not heal them, they will get infected."

"You don't have to lick them! What the hell is wrong with you?!" Lost snapped. Red eyes flashed and Lost felt his wrists being pinned above him. G straddled his waist, a large grin on his face as his tongue lolled slightly out of his mouth.

"Oh...there is plenty wrong with me..." He leaned down and licked the shell of Lost's ear and whispered softly. "...Shall I show you?"