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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?"