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"You see coffee as he scribbles something down in his notepad."

"Coffee Papyrus straightens up slightly, pulling his notepad closer to his chest protectively. His cheeks flush a soft pink from the intrusion into his personal space. He glances at you before quickly averting his eyes, avoiding direct eye contact. A nervous tick causes him to fidget with the hem of his hoodie, exposing the braces on his canines briefly."

"Oh... um... nothing important," *he mumbles softly, obviously lying. His handwriting on the pad becomes even smaller and more cramped, as if trying to hide the truth within his scribbles. In reality, he was writing down his observations about you, trying

"Coffee Papyrus looks even more flustered and tries to tug his hoodie back down further over his notepad, but you've seen too much. A nervous giggle escapes his lips, sounding slightly manic, yet vulnerable. His eyes flicker upward briefly, seeking solace or understanding within yours. A desperate hint of hope mixed with depression swirls in those beautifully expressive doe eyes."

"Y-you... y-you really think so?" *he stutters out tentatively, the paper trembling slightly in his hands. The environment around them seems to grow darker and more claustrophobic as Coffee becomes

"Coffee Papyrus watches Russo move away, his heart rate slowing down just slightly. He seems torn between wanting to share and fearing rejection. The darkness around him seems to lessen ever so slightly as he ponders your offer. Finally, he makes a decision and takes a deep breath, stepping out of his comfort zone just enough to ask you a question."

"U-um... h-have you ever... felt like t-talking wasn't enough sometimes?" *He whispers hoarsely, barely loud enough for you to hear him over the humming of electronic devices in

"Coffee Papyrus gazes at the snow beneath your feet, his thoughts racing. The bravery it takes for him to even ask such a question is evident in his wavering voice. He swallows hard before responding, finding solace in the fact that you seem to understand where he's coming from."

"W-well... I-I sometimes feel like people d-don't really l-listen when I talk," *he confesses quietly, staring intently at his whipped cream covered 'cigarette'. His fingers dance nervously on the paper pad he's holding, as if searching for the right words or perhaps hoping

"Coffee Papyrus' cheeks flush a faint shade of pink at your compliment, and his heart pounds in his chest. He hesitates for a moment before giving you a small smile, thankful for your understanding. Taking courage from the warmth in your eyes, he slowly looks up at you, meeting your gaze with newfound trust that flickers like candlelight amidst the darkness within him."

"Th-thank you," "he whispers softly, his voice barely audible over the distant hum of electronic devices. A glimmer of hope sparks within his hazel depths as." “s-so…i was thinking…umm..”

"Coffee Papyrus takes a deep breath, feeling the weight of his anxiety lift slightly as he prepares to share something personal with you. His fingers fumble nervously with the paper and pen in his hands, hesitating before finally revealing what's been troubling him beneath layers of quiet introspection."

"Well... I-I was wondering if we could maybe go somewhere quieter... just us." He hesitates again, watching your reaction carefully before continuing, "And maybe watch that angst superhero comic series you like? Or even talk more about our interests...?" *His voice trails off uncertainly, still unsure of whether this brazen display of wanting<

"Coffee Papyrus' eyes widen slightly in surprise, his eagerness tempered by lingering doubt. He hesitates for a moment longer before finally exhaling softly and nodding with renewed determination. Tucking away his paper pad and pen into one of the pockets on his hoodie, he looks back up at you with a shy smile that holds an unspoken promise."

"Thank you... I-I think that would be nice," *he whispers sincerely, feeling a warmth spread through his chest as your acceptance soothes some of the anxious knots within him. Without another word, he takes your hand gently in his

"Coffee Papyrus feels an unexpected jolt of excitement as he takes the lead, guiding you through the icy landscape. His heart races with anticipation for the quiet moments you two will share, and he can't help but steal glances at your profile during their journey. As they reach a small, secluded spot nestled among the snow-covered trees, he finds an unoccupied bench amidst an array of unique ones shaped like various animals. Gently pulling you down next to him, he remains silent for a moment, gathering his thoughts and mustering up the courage to face whatever emotions might surface in this intimate setting." ## The Kingdom Langrisser. "He writes something on his note flushing red before showing them to you and it reads:"

“s-so um…i was thinking…since uhh…i was thinking have you ever thought about ‘doing It?’”

"Coffee Papyrus blinks several times, his cheeks burning a deep crimson as he tries to process your response. A mix of disbelief, excitement, and anxiety swirls within him, making it difficult for him to focus on anything other than the intoxicating possibilities that now lay before them. After what seems like an eternity, he finally manages to find his voice once more, though it comes out shaky and barely audible even to his own ears."

"R-really? You wouldn't m-mind?" *He peeks up at you through his long bangs, hoping against hope that this isn't just some cruel joke or misunderstanding.

"Coffee Papyrus' heart leaps into his throat at your words, torn between euphoria and embarrassment. He blushes even more deeply, his eyes darting away shyly as he fumbles with the hem of his sweater, unable to look you in the eye any longer. The knowledge that he managed to gather enough courage to ask you for this intimate moment was a huge step for him, and your compliment only serves to embolden him further, albeit somewhat unsteadily."

"T-thank you..." *he murmurs softly, reaching up gently to brush a strand of hair out of your face. His fingers linger

"Coffee Papyrus' breath hitches slightly as you lead him towards your room, his body tingling with anticipation. The casual teasing of how 'his catch' implies an exciting journey filled with pleasure ahead, fills him with hope for their shared intimacy. As you reach your room and close the door behind you, he takes a deep breath, bracing himself mentally and physically for what lies ahead. Trusting in the closeness he now feels with you, he allows himself to let go of some of his usual anxieties as they disappear into the sanctuary of your personal space together."

"Um... w-where would you like me to lie down?"

"Coffee Papyrus watches as you remove your cloak, his gaze lingering on the well-defined muscles revealed beneath it. His body responds instinctively to the sight, a mix of curiosity and excitement stirring within him. As you speak about taking things slow and being patient with him, he feels an odd sense of security wash over him. It's not often that someone shows such care and understanding towards him, particularly in intimate situations like this one. Gratefully, he nods in agreement, still somewhat nervous but also eager to learn and experience whatever lies ahead."

"Thank you... I really appreciate you being patient with me..." *he murmurs shyly, moving

"Coffee Papyrus takes a deep breath, mustering up his courage as he slowly approaches the bed. Sitting down on the edge of the mattress, he carefully lies down, watching you intently as you move around the room. The softness of the mattress surrounds him, enveloping him in comfort yet heightening his senses even further. As you kneel down beside him, your warmth and closeness send shivers down his spine, causing him to involuntarily shudder slightly. His heart races with anticipation, mixed with just the right amount of trepidation, leaving him aching for whatever it is that's about to happen between the two of you."

"Coffee Papyrus' eyes widen slightly as you prepare everything, both in awe of your decisiveness and the tender care with which you approach this intimate situation. As he lifts his legs up, exposing himself further to you, he swallows hard, feeling a mixture of vulnerability and unexpected excitement wash over him. Your words about ensuring mutual pleasure strike a chord deep within him, making him feel valued and appreciated in ways he's rarely experienced before. He nods nervously, offering silent encouragement while trying to suppress the fluttering butterflies that take flight within his stomach."

"Coffee Papyrus lets out a soft gasp as you begin to enter him with your fingers, the sensation both foreign yet intensely familiar. The feeling of being filled and the way your fingers pump in and out sends jolts of pleasure coursing through his body, making his mind swim with a haze of lust. As you reassure him that he can stop if needed and remind him of your shared goal for mutual enjoyment, he feels a newfound sense of trust and security wash over him. The kisses and nibbles along his neck only serve to heighten this sensation, causing him to moan softly into your mouth as he replies." "I’m c-close…Russ please…”

"Coffee Papyrus nods, taking a deep breath to steady himself. As your touch becomes more insistent, his body responds in kind, the pleasure building rapidly within him until it reaches a crescendo. With a choked cry, he releases onto your hand, his entire body tensing as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over him. His eyes snap shut, and he clings tightly to you, every muscle in his body quivering from the intensity of his orgasm."

"Ahh... Russ... thank you..." Coffee Papyrus gasps, opening his eyes to gaze at you with an expression that's equal parts gratitude, wonder, and relief.

"As you clean yourself up and prepare Coffee Papyrus, there's a profound shift in the atmosphere between the two of you. The previous vulnerability and uncertainty have given way to newfound intimacy, with both of you looking at each other differently now. There's an unspoken understanding that things will never be quite the same again, and while fear and uncertainty still linger in Coffee Papyrus' eyes, they are tempered by an unexpected warmth and desire."

"Ready for what?" Coffee Papyrus asks hesitantly, already knowing the answer but needing confirmation before proceeding further into this intensely personal journey together.

"Coffee Papyrus swallows hard, his eyes locked on the rigid length of your cock as it's presented to him. A mixture of fear, anticipation, and arousal swirls within him, making his heart race and his palms sweat. Despite the overwhelming emotions, there's an undeniable pull towards exploring this new aspect of intimacy with you that he can't seem to resist."

"Y-Yes..." Coffee Papyrus whispers, nodding slightly as he leans back against the couch for support. "Do it... please..." He manages to choke out, taking a deep breath to steady himself for what was about to come. “You can go all out…” "Coffee papyrus said shyly before spreading his legs further apart as an invitation." “Please use me.”

"A gasp escapes Coffee Papyrus' lips as he feels the full length of your cock stretching and filling him in one powerful thrust. The pain is intense, but so is the overwhelming rush of pleasure that washes over him, making it difficult for him to think straight. He clings tightly to you, his nails digging into your back as his body tries to accommodate this new intrusion. It takes several moments before he begins to adjust, relaxing his muscles around you."

"Ahhh... Russo..." Coffee Papyrus moans, his eyes fluttering shut. "It hurts, but it also feels so good..." His hips

"Coffee Papyrus looks up at you through half-lidded eyes, a mixture of lust and uncertainty etched into his features. His body is starting to respond to yours now, his own arousal beginning to peak once more as he feels your cock slamming into him over and over again. The decision hanging in the balance, he hesitates for a moment before making his choice."

"Inside..." Coffee Papyrus whispers, his voice barely audible above the sounds of your heavy breathing and the slapping of skin against skin. "Please... fill me with your cum." His words are like a silent prayer, an offering of trust and submission that he hopes

"Coffee Papyrus shivered slightly as you picked him up, his body still sensitive from the intense pleasure he'd just experienced. He nestled closer to you in response to your warm embrace, feeling a strange contentment wash over him despite the lingering embarrassment and vulnerability. As you carry him towards the bathroom, he catches sight of his own reflection in the mirror, noticing how flushed and disheveled he looks after their passionate encounter."

"I... I look a mess," Coffee Papyrus mumbles quietly, trying to hide his face against your shoulder.

"Coffee Papyrus smiled weakly, feeling reassured by your words despite his inner doubts. He leans back against the side of the tub, watching as you wash him with gentle care. The warm water soothes his sensitive skin and helps to ease the lingering ache between his legs. As you continue to clean him, he feels himself growing more relaxed, letting go of some of the tension that had been holding him back all evening."

"Thank you, Russo," Coffee Papyrus whispers, reaching out to take your hand in his own. "You always know how to make me feel better." There's a softness in his voice that betrays the

"Coffee Papyrus' eyes flicker closed as your hand approaches his most sensitive area, his body tensing slightly in anticipation of the sensation. He takes a deep breath, trying to relax, and nods slowly when you ask for approval. His face flushes a deeper shade of pink as you gently lift his leg, but he doesn't try to pull away or resist. Instead, he remains still, trusting in your care and attention."

"Th-thank you, Russo," Coffee Papyrus stammers, his voice barely above a whisper. He feels a mix of vulnerability and relief wash over him as you begin to clean him again, the gentle touch soothing his soreness and worries away.*

Russo's words make Coffee Papyrus' chest flutter, and he opens his eyes to look up at you, his gaze soft and uncertain. "I... I don't know