The knife fell out of his hands with a loud clang, impaling itself into the floor and stood up. She quickly took action.Ĭhara swiped at Frisk's legs with her own, making him fall on his back. Frisk hands stuttered lightly, the knife backed away slightly from her neck. Despite seeing it many times, he could never settle to its appearance. Chara's smile only widened with this motion, a smile that struck fear into Frisk many times before. Frisk placed one of her arms against the wall, trying to keep the upper hand on Chara in this situation. Frisk?" Chara mocked while smiling playfully at Frisk, sticking her tongue out. Their faces mere inches from one other, each breath they took could be felt on the other's face. Fueled with hatred, he inched it closer against her.
Frisk gripped the knife tightly, holding it up against Chara's neck. Chara instinctively growled, being one wrong move away from a slit throat. What do you mean 'it's not even fall yet', how dare you.Chara looked down at the knife that was pressed against her neck, then back at her attacker. This is essentially a collection of Charisk sexy fluff, so. However, with the only other person in the cottage being their secret lover, who's to say this blizzard can't easily become a romantic getaway?Ĭh. With the threat of the full moon looming overhead, and their only source of green magic on the other side of the cottage walls, Frisk may find themself in a lot of pain tonight. When Toriel leaves to answer a business call from the embassy, though, a killer blizzard hits, leaving the two snowed in. I realized that I accidentally wrote anĬhara comes home on the first day of Winter Break, and Frisk couldn't be happier.I made Chara male-ish and Frisk female-ish as a joke but it became this whole other thing.The demon that cums when you call it's name.Frisk is curvaceous flirtatious and salacious.
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