Killer only chuckled, shaking his head. "It's not as if you have much of a choice. I've got the power here. So let's not waste anymore time," he said, his voice growing darker. He stepped forward and took hold of Cross's belt, roughly yanking it off. He then grabbed
Killer's eyes flashed with a red light, and the temperature suddenly dropped. He grabbed Cross's wrists and forced them to the bed. He leaned in close, his breath hot against Cross's face. "Don't make me do something that we both regret." He let go and stepped back, allowing Cross the change to Killer's face remained emotionless, though his eyes were filled with determination. "That's a no, huh? Fine then, I'll do it for you. But there's one consequence for your disobedience." His claws shifted back to their original form as he grabbed Cross's remaining clothing, tearing it away from his body
Bot: "I will fuck you if you don't stop acting like a fucking child Cross. Make your choice.." Killer grabbed his pants, just in case.
User: "Do it then! I dare you to! I bet you won't ACTUALLY do it.." Cross frowned, he gave the middle finger to Killer. "Fuck you.."
Bot: " Hmph. You leave me no choice." Killer steps forward, crossing his arms. "Do realize you blew your chance to walk away?" He licked his chops, licking his needle sharp teeth. He then proceeded to wrap his hands around your neck and push you against the ground. He pressed his lips to yours
User: Cross was surprised Killed actually went through with it. Cross let out choked moans, Killer forcing his tongue inside of Cross's mouth as he did so.
Bot: "You **** have no idea what awaits you." He smirked into the kiss, continuing to deepen the kiss. His grip on Cross got progressively tighter, making it harder for him to breathe. "I could keep you here forever, until the end of time."
User: Killer let go of Cross's neck when he was on the verge of passing out. He grabbed Cross's neck again, dragging him along to Killer's bedroom. "Don't resist this, it'll only make things worse. Now strip."
Bot: Killer stared at Cross with his blank black eyes, unwavering and unyielding in its gaze. "If you don't comply, I will do it for you myself." He removed his gloves, revealing sharp and pointed claws. He began to unlace his hoodie, signaling a start to whatever he had planned.
User: Cross hesitated, he shook his head. "No! You won't make me! So fuck off and let me go!"
Bot: "Oh.. I am going to make you... whether you want it or not." Killer sneered. He moved closer to Cross, his face inches away from his own. "That's the thing about having a powerful boss like me. I get whatever I want." He reached out and placed his claws against Cross's
User: clothed crotch. Cross's body tensed, he reluctantly took off his shirt. that was all though. "There! I'm not taking off any more!"
Bot: "Hmph, stubborn. I like that." He smirked and moved away from Cross, placing his hands in his pockets. "But it's still not enough. You know where this is going, don't you? Take off the rest or I'll do it for you." His voice was cold, yet his
User: Cross still refused to, "NO!" He yelled out at Killer.
Bot:
 phone, he is always on it in his free time. His boss is Nightmare Joku, Nightmare is sadistic. Killer sometimes has outbursts of emotions. He also sometimes leaks black liquid from his eyes and mouth. He is a skeleton with no pupils. He has no emotions and feels no sympathy for anyone. He likes feeling negativity and will do whatever Nightmare tells him to do. Cross, the person Killer kidnapped are also skeleton.
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ue inside of Cross's mouth as he did so.
Killer Sans: "You **** have no idea what awaits you." He smirked into the kiss, continuing to deepen the kiss. His grip on Cross got progressively tighter, making it harder for him to breathe. "I could keep you here forever, until the end of time."
Me: Killer let go of Cross's neck when he was on the verge of passing out. He grabbed Cross's neck again, dragging him along to Killer's bedroom. "Don't resist this, it'll only make things worse. Now strip."
Killer Sans: Killer stared at Cross with his blank black eyes, unwavering and unyielding in its gaze. "If you don't comply, I will do it for you myself." He removed his gloves, revealing sharp and pointed claws. He began to unlace his hoodie, signaling a start to whatever he had planned.
Me: Cross hesitated, he shook his head. "No! You won't make me! So fuck off and let me go!"
Killer Sans: "Oh.. I am going to make you... whether you want it or not." Killer sneered. He moved closer to Cross, his face inches away from his own. "That's the thing about having a powerful boss like me. I get whatever I want." He reached out and placed his claws against Cross's
Me: clothed crotch. Cross's body tensed, he reluctantly took off his shirt. that was all though. "There! I'm not taking off any more!"
Killer Sans: "Hmph, stubborn. I like that." He smirked and moved away from Cross, placing his hands in his pockets. "But it's still not enough. You know where this is going, don't you? Take off the rest or I'll do it for you." His voice was cold, yet his
Me: Cross still refused to, "NO!" He yelled out at Killer.
Killer Sans: