Transformers/Undertale Oneshots ?? (Requests OPEN)

Underfell Papyrus x Reader PART 2(Lemon ?)

Papyrus let out a frustrated growl, his grip sliding down from your shoulders to your arms, pinning them gently against the desk. His gaze bore into you, a mix of confusion and frustration. "What do you want me to say?" He snapped, his voice tight with emotion. It was clear this was becoming overwhelming for him.

You softened your expression, sympathy flickering in your eyes. "How about I go first?" You suggested gently. "Maybe if I share what's been on my mind, it could help you sort out yours."

He blinked a couple of times, clearly caught off guard by your patience and understanding. After a moment, he gave a small, hesitant nod, signaling for you to continue.

You took a deep breath, offering a small, reassuring smile. "Well... ever since that night, that conversation we had, I can't seem to get you out of my mind. I find myself wanting to know more about you, every part of you. Even if you aren't used to it, I want to be around you. I want to show you affection, even if it's unfamiliar."

Your gaze held his, earnest and unwavering. You could see the walls he'd built so carefully trembling just a bit, the uncertainty in his eyes mixing with a vulnerability he rarely showed.

Papyrus's tough glare began to falter, his stern demeanor cracking as if his very soul were about to burst out of his chest. His breathing grew heavy, and it was clear he was struggling to make sense of the whirlwind of emotions surging through him. Watching him wrestle with himself, you couldn't help but let out a small, genuine laugh, covering your mouth with your hand.

Papyrus's head snapped toward you, eyes wide with surprise before narrowing dangerously. His arm shot up, half-covering his face as if trying to hide his embarrassment. "Are you mocking me?!" He growled, his tone sharp yet vulnerable.

You quickly shook your head, stifling another laugh. "No, no, it's not that!" You managed to say, but the amusement in your voice lingered.

His expression darkened, and without warning, his hand reached out, gently yet firmly gripping your chin. He leaned in, his gaze intense. "Then tell me what's so funny." He demanded.

The corners of your mouth curled up again, your laughter softer this time. "It's just... you're trying so hard. It's kind of... cute."

Papyrus recoiled slightly, his mouth dropping open in shock. "How dare you insult me like that!" He sputtered, his blush deepening.

You laughed harder but then took a steadying breath. Gently, you reached up, easing his hand from your chin but keeping it in your grasp. Your gaze softened, and your voice fell to a gentle whisper. "Because I like you, Papyrus."

He stiffened, eyes widening as he tried to process your words. Taking a chance, you rose onto your toes, closing the space between you. As your lips met him, he flinched, a reflex of surprise more than rejection. For a moment, he began to pull away, but your persistence anchored him.

It wasn't that he didn't want to reciprocate; it was that the sincerity of your affection left him stunned, his guarded walls crumbling just a little more.

The more you leaned in, the more control you seemed to gain over him. Papyrus's initial resistance wavered, his resolve crumbling with every gentle touch. When your hand softly cupped his cheek, no force behind it, just a quiet invitation, something inside him snapped. His eyes fluttered shut, and he leaned into you, surrendering to the moment.

Your heart hammered in your chest, a blend of shock and exhilaration. You hadn't expected this to work, hadn't thought he would yield so completely. His arm slowly snaked around your waist, pulling you closer. The sudden closeness made your hands land against his chest, steadying yourself as his grip tightened slightly.