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Subtle Flames: A Library Connection - part 2
Here goes nothing*.
You unlock your apartment door, Sans following closely behind.
The warm light illuminates the cozy space, with soft furnishings beckoning you to sink into their embrace.
Books line the walls, each one a testament to your love for literature and knowledge.
The scent of vanilla and freshly brewed coffee fills the air, a welcoming combination that instantly relaxes the senses.
Sans looks around with interest, his eyes taking in every detail before finally settling on you.
A playful grin graces his lips as he steps closer to your book collection, running his fingers along their spines with care.
“You have a fascinating taste in literature,” he comments, his fingers teasingly brushing against your arm.
The electricity from that brief touch sends shivers down your spine, and you can’t help but feel nervous excitement bubbling within.
You try to maintain composure as you continue browsing the collection together, engaging in light-hearted banter about your favorite authors and genres.
The sexual tension between you is palpable, like a live wire just waiting for an opportunity to spark.
Each casual touch, each lingering look, fuels the flames of desire burning within.
The moment stretches on, filled with anticipation as you both fight the urge to give in and let passion take control.
Eventually, Sans’s hand brushes against yours once more, his fingers intertwining with yours in a gesture that feels impossibly intimate.
Your breath catches in your throat, your heart racing as you feel his warmth seeping into your very core.
In that moment, there is no doubt – you both want this, and nothing will stand in the way of giving in to your desires.
Your lips meet in a passionate kiss, Sans’s hands wandering over your body, igniting a fire within you.
You moan softly against his mouth as he gently cups your breast through your shirt, teasing your nipple into a hardened peak with every brush of his fingers.
The desire builds as you break the kiss to explore each other’s bodies further.
Sans’s breath is hot against your neck as he trails kisses downward, pausing only to suck gently on the sensitive skin around your collarbone.
You can feel your body trembling with anticipation, desperate for more of his touch.
“Are you sure, YN?” Sans whispers in a husky voice that sends shivers through your core.
“More than anything,” you respond, a fierce determination driving you forward as you both give in to the heat of the moment.
The clothes are shed with reckless abandon, leaving nothing between you but skin and desire.
You stare into each other’s eyes, taking in every detail – the passion, the hunger, the vulnerability.
Sans gently traces a finger down your spine as he leans in to kiss you once more, his lips soft yet demanding against yours.
As the sexual tension reaches its peak, you both know that there’s no turning back now.
Your hands roam over each other’s bodies with abandon, exploring every curve and crevice as though committing them to memory.
You tease Sans with feather-light touches on his hardened length before finally taking him in your hand, stroking him gently.
Sans groans in response, his hips thrusting forward involuntarily as he seeks more of that sensation.
The sight of him in such a state – vulnerable yet powerful – sends a thrill through you, and you know that this is only the beginning.
Your bodies move together in perfect harmony, each touch, kiss, and caress driving you closer to the edge.
You tease, taunt, and pleasure each other until the heat becomes almost unbearable.
But still, you hold back, savoring every moment as though it were your last.
Sans’s fingers find their way between your thighs, seeking out the wetness that he knows is waiting for him there.
Your breath catches in your throat as his skilled touch brings you closer and closer to the brink of ecstasy.
You moan his name, the sound almost foreign in its desperation, but still, you hold on.
The sexual foreplay reaches a crescendo, and you both know that the time has come to take it further.
Sans’s eyes meet yours, filled with desire and affection, as he whispers words of encouragement and love.
In that moment, there is no doubt – this connection is something special, unlike anything either of you have ever experienced before.
And so, you embark on the next chapter of your passionate journey together, ready to explore every inch of each other’s bodies and souls as you dive headfirst into the depths of love and desire that await you both.
Sans’s touch is electric, his hands expertly unbuttoning your blouse.
As each button slips through its hole, a new patch of skin is revealed, sensitive and eager for his touch.
You can feel Sans’s breath against your neck as he whispers words of desire in your ear - dirty, filthy words that send shivers down your spine and make you crave more of his attention.
“You’re beautiful, YN,” he murmurs, his lips trailing down your neck, sending shivers down your spine.
His hands find their way to the clasp of your bra, teasingly flicking it open before sliding the straps off your shoulders.
The soft fabric falls away, exposing your breasts for Sans’s hungry gaze.
“So perfect,” he groans as his eyes widen at the sight before him.
He reaches out to cup one breast in his hand, massaging it gently and teasing your nipple into a hardened peak.
Your back arches involuntarily, seeking more of that delicious pressure as you moan softly under Sans’s ministrations.
He leans in closer, his breath hot against your skin as he begins to suck on one nipple, then the other.
Each pull of his mouth sends a jolt straight to your core, making your pussy throb with need.
You can feel yourself becoming wetter by the second, every touch and tease bringing you closer to the edge.
Eventually, Sans’s attention turns southward, his fingers tracing a tantalizing path down your stomach until they finally reach the waistband of your pants.
He hooks his thumbs into the elastic and slowly begins to slide them off, revealing your bare skin as he goes.
Once you’re completely naked before him, Sans takes a moment to drink in the sight - your flushed cheeks, your heaving chest, and your slick folds exposed for his pleasure.
“I want you, Sans,” you moan, your body arching in pleasure as he continues his sweet torture.
The anticipation is almost too much to bear, but still, you cling to the edge, desperate for more of his touch.
Sans’s eyes darken at your words, and a predatory smile forms on his lips - he knows exactly what you need, and he won’t stop until he gives it to you.
With a growl, Sans drops to his knees in front of you, using one hand to spread your legs wider apart as the other gently teases your clit.
You can feel him watching you intently, taking in every reaction as he works his magic on your sensitive flesh.
His fingers become more insistent, rubbing and pressing until your moans grow louder and more desperate.
“And I want you, YN,” he growls, his eyes gleaming with primal desire as he dips a finger inside your wet heat.
You gasp at the sensation, your hips bucking involuntarily as Sans continues to explore your depths.
With each thrust of his fingers, your orgasm draws nearer - so close you can almost taste it on your tongue.
Sans’s other hand snakes upwards, cupping your breast and tweaking your nipple in perfect time with the rhythm of his finger-fucking.
The dual sensations are overwhelming, as wave after wave of pleasure threatens to wash you away completely.
You can feel Sans smirk against your thigh as he watches your response - he knows exactly how close you are and has no intention of letting you go over just yet.
Still holding the wetness from your pussy, Sans slides his fingers upward, using them to tease your clit with a newfound intensity.
You moan louder than ever before, the pressure building within you until it feels like it might explode out of your skin.
Your legs tremble and your body shakes as Sans brings you right to the brink - and then suddenly, he stops.
“Not yet,” he says with a wicked grin, his eyes glinting with mischief as he stands up to face you.
“We’re not done here.” Your frustration is palpable, but Sans doesn’t seem concerned; instead, he seems more determined than ever to push your limits and take you on an erotic journey like no other.
And so, the dance continues - teasing touches, whispered words of desire, and a building passion that threatens to consume both of you whole.
As Sans’s hands roam over your body, his lips leaving fiery trails in their wake, it becomes clear that there is no turning back now.
You are both firmly entrenched in this erotic playground, and the only way forward is to give in completely to your desires - to embrace the hunger and passion that burns between you, fueling an inferno of pleasure that threatens to engulf you both.