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Today was the big day. It had finally arrived. Your wedding day or more precisely yours and Sans wedding day.
The day you, the young bride to be, had been fretting over for the past several months. Working hard on toning and shaping up to look the part of the perfect bride. Something your lazy and handsome fiancé had reassured you wasn't needed. “Let’s put it this way babe, Had I come to the surface all over again and had the chance to stare at the night sky for the first time again, but this time with you there, I probably would’ve ended up staring at ya all night instead Starlight.”
Your chest squeezed and face heated at the memory. Bone boy was too good for you... Still, you were determined to look your best for the punny dork anyway and felt today would be the vindication for all that hard work you've endured! You looked damn good in your dress!
As the hour approached, you filled your time with your best friend/maid of honor, who was doing her best to calm your nervousness and make sure everything was perfect. You felt pampered, but you really were looking amazing with all the work she put into you. Your nails were talentedly manicured, and even your hair and makeup looked professional. She joked that it all went amazingly with your dazzling smile.
It felt like a bit much really, but it also made you feel a bit less nervous as you waited with her in the room next to the chapel. Really, what would you do without her? She's been an incredible help with the whole wedding.
Sans had told you monsters didn't really have much of a ceremony like humans did. It was more of a private bonding and either a mark or piece of jewelry with their magic imbued in it. So you and Sans decided to do both. Mixing a human wedding with monster tradition. You'd have the wedding, and the ring would have his magic within it. ...Of course, the bonding would still be private and for later.
Though, it was actually pretty cute and funny how all the monsters got so excited about the idea of attending a real human wedding. You were happy they'd get to experience it with you.
With about 45 minutes to go, You began to change into your gown with the help of your friend. It was pretty, white and flowing. (Which you may or may not have goofed off with flapping it around.)
"Hell yeah girl, you look soo good! I told you that one was the best dress. You look beautiful. Lazy bones won't even know what hit him!"
Your face heats as you laugh bashfully at the bombardment of compliments. "Thanks, it's mostly because of you, though."
Just as the finishing touches were applied, there was a knock on the door. You and your friend exchanged a look. Hopefully, nothing was wrong.
She shrugs with a smile and goes to answer it. Red pushes his way in, much to your surprise and the annoyance of your friend. Red, One of alternate Sans' from a much more rough and cruel universe.
It's been strange, but about a year ago your Sans had built a machine that accidentally pulled a handful of Sans and Papyrus' from other universes, and they just kinda ended up staying after that. All the skeleton brothers were invited to the wedding. You could say that nearly all of the skeletons were your friends as well. You even considered Edge, Red's brother, to be your friend, and he's an ass!
Not Red, though. You did not consider him a friend. You're surprised to see him at the door to your ready room. It sent a cold chill down your spine like ice. He was dressed in a nice suit that his brother probably forced him into.
"Hey There, Doll, just wanted ta say hi to ya before the big moment."
You forced a smile that may possibly have looked more like a grimace. "Hello." You say, hoping that would be it. You're disappointed when instead of backing out of the room, he comes in further into it. He looks to your friend, eyeing her for a moment, making her raise a brow at him in question. "Yer the maid of honor, right? Think I heard the bridesmaids sayin they were looking fer ya."
Your friend's eyes widened a bit at the news. "Oh shoot, hopefully nothing's wrong. I better go see what's up. I'll try to be back before you head out, Y/N."
You tense up, trying not to seem too frightened or nervous at your friend's sudden need to depart. Surely he wouldn't? This is your wedding day! Oh, oh no, you have to stop her from leaving! You can't be left alone! Quickly, you grab hold of her arm before she could make her way past Red and out the door. “Wait! We- um.. We didn't finish up with the dress!” You say, staring intently at her. Please, please understand what I'm really asking!
She blinks at your behavior before smiling and rolling her eyes playfully as she pats your shoulder. “Y/N relax, your dress looks great. Don't worry so much, like I said, you look beautiful.” Your stomach twists as you realize she's mistaking your panic for nervousness about your looks and not for what it really was. Why couldn't she see it!
"I'm gonna go see what the girls need, okay?" She says, turning and making her way out as she calls over her shoulder. “Can't wait to see you walking down that aisle, Y/N! I'm so proud of you!”
You reach out, about to call out to her again when a sharp phalanged hand rests atop yours, stopping you as a low warning growl rumbles to your side. Freezing up, you make no more moves to stop your clueless friend. You knew what this skeleton was capable of.
Red steps before you, grinning broadly as he slowly closes and locks the door. “Glad we finally get ta speak in private."
You looked at the gruff and pointy skeleton in trepidation. Shit now what do you do? You already had an idea in mind of what he may want. You've been in so many similar situations with him already. But you're stunned that he would try to force you into this now, just minutes before the wedding, yours and Sans wedding! That is what he wants, right? To force himself on you again? You could feel your eyes misting but thought of all the work your friend had put into your makeup and your demeanor. You were intent on not crying and ruining this day. Red or not.
Stiff and meekly, you smile. “Thanks for coming to the wedding, Red.” You say, trying not to look him in the sockets with those lust filled eye lights burning into you like hot coals. You just wanted to keep this civil. Non-threatening and polite. Maybe just maybe he would leave you be then instead.
That near smug grin of his drops and his sockets narrow. His gruff voice taking a spiteful turn. “Yeah, wouldn't have missed it for the world, sweetheart. Getting ta watch that lazy piece a shit marrying ya. I was just bragging to everyone here what a lucky monster yer new husband is! So damn excited to see that worthless pile of fuckin bones claim you, by human standards!"
Your brows furrowed in anger, hearing him speak about Sans like that. You hated it when he always snarled insults about your fiancé behind his back. Talking as though he were a waste of existence that probably didn't even deserve the dirt he walked on. Sans may have accidentally brought them here, but he had done nothing but be kind to the brothers while here. Doing his best to make sure they were comfortable housed and even worked to help integrate them into the new world they ended up in! There was no reason for Red to be such an ungrateful prick to Sans!
You wanted to yell that at him and have before, but that was some time ago. Now you held your tongue, silently seething in your anger to not upset him too much. He'd made sure to teach you what happens when you push too far.
You didn't want any more scars. You've already had to lie so much, but having to come home to Sans late at night covered in scratch marks and bruises and lie about the deep nasty jagged S shaped wound along your back? It made you feel sick. You had to tell him you got attacked on the way home. You've never seen him so pissed and worried. He even went out looking for the person you'd made up. Guilt ate at you and still does, but you're more afraid of losing Sans and ending up all alone in an even worse situation. The nasty S shaped scar still stung sometimes even though it had healed.
Red seethed a bit more before grinning again, slowly looking you up and down. "Heh heh, gotta say though Sweetheart, ya look fuckin gorgeous. It's just too bad that we don't have all night."
Your heart dropped. Oh god, he's really going to do this now. "Red please. This is my wedding day. Please don't do this to me."
He chuckled. "It's because it's yer wedding day that I wanna do it." He shrugs. "Not Sorry Doll, but I want ta be the first to fuck ya on yer weddin day. I want yer pussy to be dripping with my cum as ya walk down that aisle. Now if ya don't want your wedding dress ta get messed up, then I suggest that ya lift it and get ready fer my cock."
You looked at him in disbelief and shock, your throat tight. You really don't want to do this. It wasn't fair. You just wanted to be with the monster you loved. There wasn't really a choice, though. You know better than to cross Red. You don't want to deal with any punishments right now, and you don't want to ruin your wedding. You can't lose Sans. Biting the inside of your lip, you slowly raise the gowns train, stepping out of your heels.
"Good girl, now turn around ‘n hold on ta that table. I'll even be nice ‘n pull yer dress up round yer pretty little ass so that it don't get too fucked up."
Apprehensively, you do as told, placing both hands down on the edge of the small table, gripping tight as you feel Red’s hand on your back gently applying pressure.
"Bend down, baby girl." He says, pressing on Your back until you were bent over the table where he wanted you. Feeling your dress being lifted from the floor and over your back, you shift yourself leaning your forearms flat against the table top anxiously trying to be somewhat comfortable at the feeling of cool air kissing the exposed skin of your legs and ass.
Unease swirled within you at what was to come, but even more, so you feared the time. The start of the wedding was drawing nearer by the minute, and friends and family were just outside in the other room waiting.
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Red’s pov
Perfect legs encased in white silk thigh highs, held by a garter belt that fit around her pretty little waist. Her firm ass barely covered by a pair of sexy white panties which stretched to the limit with the position he had her bent in.
He felt his hard cock bulging against his pants. The little bride's skin contrasted perfectly against the silky white panties and dress. His dick stiffened further when he thought of how humiliating it must be for Y/N to be forced to allow her pussy to be invaded by another monster's cock on her wedding day.
As he stood behind the beautiful human bent at his pelvis, he began to unfasten the garter hooks, leaving them dangling from her thighs. Chuckling at how she anxiously fidgeted at his languid pace. Moving no faster as his phalanges found the waist of her panties and began to work them down the soft skin of her hips and thighs until he had them off and placed them into his pocket.
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Y/N’s pov
Red’s hands went to your ass, giving your cheeks a hard squeeze, his right hand drifting down to move between your legs. "Spread yer legs a little more, Baby doll." He panted in excitement, no doubt beginning to drool. Something you assume was just a Sans thing, as yours did it too when turned on. Guilt swirls at the thought of Sans, and a barely audible whimper leaves you as you begrudgingly move your feet a bit farther apart.
You hold back a flinch at the thick, sharp bone hand that reaches between your legs, brushing and feeling around the embarrassingly freshly waxed pubic area. It felt humiliating to know what you must look like bent over as you are. The cleft of your round ass leading directly to the exposed slit of your pussy. You probably looked like some animal being prepared to be bred. How degrading.
You feel his hand retreat, only for both of them to move to your hips. With an anxious curiosity, you turn back to see what he was doing. Standing directly behind you, Red has his pants down his hips. His thick magic member standing out proud, glowing a bright luminescent red. Your jaw tightens as you watch him guiding the large and engorged head toward your much smaller women hood.
He rubbed the tip of his cock up and down the slit impatiently, looking for the opening. Either unable to resist or unwilling to wait any longer, he began to press in hard. You squirm uncomfortably as he tries to force his dick into you. The ever slight slickness to the ecto flesh, your only saving grace as the pressure becomes too much, and he forcefully enters.
You yelp in discomfort at the hard and sudden stretch as he lets out a long moan of ecstasy. Closing your eyes tight in anguish as you were being impaled by Red’s thick cock, your mind swirled with disbelief and self disgust. Here you were right before you're about to get married, bent over and being fucked by another monster that wasn’t even your Sans.
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Red’s pov
He watched Y/N squirm beneath him as he entered her from behind. The dryness, slightly uncomfortable at first, but still felt amazing to sink into. He's not stupid, though, he knows she wasn’t ready to be fucked. He didn't have the time to get her tight little pussy nice and wet for him, but he was also making a point to her by doing this with so little time, right before she was to walk that aisle.
He wanted her to know that he could take her wherever, whenever and however he wanted. He wanted to give Y/N the ultimate reminder that she was his and this marriage shit ain't changin none of that. She was still his, whether that bitch ass blue fucker had her first or not.
He held her hips tight as he continuously forced his glowing prick into her little pussy. In an effort to get his sweetheart wet, he angles himself, pushing into her until his pelvis is plush up against the soft skin of her ass. The blunt head of his cock pressing up where he knows her sweet spot is.
He held himself there within her for several seconds as he watched her. Smirking at how her head was thrown back, eyes shut tight and the soft yet deep pants coming from her. Pulling a couple inches of his thickness out, he pushed slowly back in, repeating it multiple times, watching her brows furrow as soft and strained whimpers kept escaping her clenched teeth.
There we go, now she's feeling it. He thought smugly as he pistoned in and out of his beautiful little human’s hole. She began to slick up. His cock glistened with her juices, nearly shimmering off the red glow of his magic.
However, he noticed her sweet sounds were stifling. She was making an effort to quiet herself and standing stock still, trying not to show any of the pleasure he was giving her. “Tch.” Still he rocked into her, pounding her tight sex as the wetness spoke volumes of how turned on she actually was.
“No need ta pretend, Doll. We both know I give it ta ya better than that little pussy soon to be husband of yers ever could.” A grunt slips her tight lips and her face twists, but he chuckles when she says nothing to defend his vanilla counterpart. Whether because she agreed or just refused to speak, it gave him a feeling of satisfaction.
He'd been waiting for this. Purposely, he’d left her alone and even avoided doing anything sexual in his own time. All simply so he could empty as much of his thick load as he possibly could into the new bride to be. Even now, he could feel the heaviness of stored magic within his fat sac as they smacked against Y/N’s clit.
The thought of taking Y/N on her wedding day, a human version of bonding ceremony, filled his mind as he roughly fucked her from behind. “Yer mine.” He growled to her. His to do whatever he wants with. His to fuck, love, and control. All his and as his, he could take her whenever and wherever he pleased, and he was gonna fill her little pussy with his hot thick cum any second now!
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Y/N’s pov
Meanwhile, you were filled with inner anguish. Bent at the waist with your ass up in the air being served to a monster you loathed, trying to think of nothing other than bringing the damn edgy skeleton pounding his cock into you to a climax. Just get it over with! Your mind cried.
You couldn't take this any longer, there was already so little time and… and it was getting too hard to hold back any reaction. Every time Red banged into your quivering cunt, you could feel the signs of ecstasy coming over you. You can't help it and seemingly without your permission, you end up pushing your back side up against his thrusting pelvis with a whine.
With a familiar humiliation, you realize you're moments away from climax. With self disgust and hopes of Red quickly finishing and getting this over with, you reach between your legs, feeling for his sizable package. His balls, feeling heavy in your hand as you gently cup and squeeze them within your palm.
“Shit!” Red husks, spreading his leg wider for you as he became more forceful and punishing in his thrusts, slamming hard right into your sweet spot. You bit your lower lip to keep from crying out when your own climax washed over you. His hips snap against you once more before he lets out a loud groan. His cock erupting, shooting his thick glowing red seed deep into your cunt as your pussy milked him of his magic.
For what felt like an almost unnaturally long time, he released load after load deep inside you, hot spurts of thick monster cum filling you. And only after his balls had completely emptied into you did he finally pull out. You let out a groan in discomfort at suddenly being so empty yet still so full. As you try to pull yourself and your emotions together, you watch Red from the corner of your eye as he unsummoned his cock and rebuttons his pants.
His breathing still heavy and drool still on his chin as he caught up from his orgasm high. He looked over to you, grinning cockily as he wiped the drool from his teeth. Reaching into his pocket, he sets your panties on the table beside you.
"Might wanna put those back on ‘n fix yer dress, Sweetheart, everyone's gonna be watchin ya walk that aisle." He said as he turned to go unlock the door before turning back to watch you closely as you shakily stood and fixed your dress, putting your panties back on.
It's just then your maid of honor suddenly throws open the door squealing excitedly, scaring the hell out of you. Why was it only now that she just came back? Why not earlier?
“Holy hell Y/N! Only a few minutes left!” She yells before suddenly noticing Red. “Oh, you're still here?” He looked annoyed at her presence, but your friend either didn't notice or didn't seem to care. “Were you keepin Y/N company while she waited?”
He gave your friend a big ass shit eating grin, really showing off those shark like teeth. "Sure did. Didn't want little Y/N here ta get lonely all by herself."
She giggled, "Aww, that's real nice of you big guy!" Your dear friend was as dense as ever, it seemed.
He gave her a shrug, “uh huh, welp-” He turned his back to the maid of honor to face you, so only you could see the terrifying glare he sent your way in warning. “Ima head back.” He stood there for a moment longer. His glare, seeming to intensify when you didn't respond.
You look away from his gaze and off to the side, meekly nodding. “See you …later.” Seemingly satisfied with your response, he finally leaves to join the others.
You waited with your friend, leaving you uncomfortably standing in a room which you hoped didn't smell too much like sex. With the ceremony literally only minutes away, you were then ushered into the church foyer to await the procession.
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You walked down the aisle with a dazzling smile and looking beautiful in your dress. The church filled with guests, all smiling at the beaming bride. In the peripheral of your vision you could see Red next to his brother standing in a row near the aisle as you walked by. You tried not to look at him, but smiled at the guests standing past him.
However, you felt his warm, thick cum beginning to seep out of your cunt trying to make its way down between your thighs as you walked down the aisle towards your lazily yet proudly smiling groom Sans. You felt guilty and disgusting as you hoped to god the cum wouldn't go past your panties and that the room was bright enough that no one could see the red glow.