DUST SANS X READER !!!!

Ay first post on my new account

I wrote this months ago, but now I have to transfer it to this account.

Dust sans x reader low key out of character but oh well.

No smut but heavily implied at the end.

Scrolling through the busted screen on your phone. you looked through your old messages with a friend you used to know, looking back on all the memories you two had before being forced into Nightmare's castle. He had brought you here after tending to killer's wounds in your au. At the time, you were unaware of just who you were helping, and it inevitably led to your current situation, stuck taking care of the lazy murders.

You were a “vital” part of the group in nightmares words.(You think he's just buttering you up to keep you compliant) You stayed and took care of the manor. While also making sure their wounds were tended to. Now you were stuck here left with the memories of your old life. Lifelessly scrolling through your phone in your lofted space. Your room was surprisingly well kept compared to the rest of the messy manor. Your personal items are on your desk. You had to practically beg nightmare for a loft bed so Killer would stop jumpscaring you at night.

You were bored, playing with the door stopped bored. Your phone was dry, all your books read, the playlist isn't hitting right, and no motivation whatsoever. So you decided to see how long you could annoy dust before getting slapped. Dust was in the common area on the couch playing his new video game, dead by daylight. It was only the two of you in the manor because the other three were on a “supervised mission”.

You were brought to a stop when he yelled out. “Get off my dick you tunneling asshole!” It took everything in you not to burst out laughing as you suppress a chuckle, unfortunately he had heard you as your attempt was futile.His head snapped your way with a piercing glare, but he said nothing going back to his game. He was bitchin 'left and right.

you sat next to him, side eyeing him whilst he played. Finally, when you looked at the screen, you noticed it… Bunny Feng. And he was an asshole player. It all made since. “Dude you're kinda a dick.” You said watching him bully the killer. “I'm not a dick they just can't play well. It's not my fault.” He retorted back to you. He finally finished the game and turned to you with his eyelights lowered. “Do you need something?”

You shrugged, and with a shit eating grin snagged the controller made a run for it. He yelled out, chasing after you at an impressive speed. ‘Who the hell did she think she was?!’ he thought, as he ran.He was so close to catching you before you locked yourself in the bathroom. He banged on the door, furious.

“Give me my control back or so help me God I'm going to kill you!” he spat out. You could hear the venom in his words. “Damn dude, calm down!” You said from the other side of the door. Your back pressed against it, so it was harder for him to get in. You heard footsteps leaving the door and relaxed for a second. You were safe from his fury for now. You also still had your trophy for surviving, but just as you were about to celebrate your triumph, you heard the footsteps come back.

Dust had snagged a butter knife and was trying to pick the lock. Placing the knife into the small lock slot and twisting. You had to hand it to him. He was smart. As well as being resourceful. You tried to press your back to the door to keep it shut, but as soon as it was unlocked, he banged in, slinging you across the room as the door flew open.

You landed on the cold tile with a grunt, staring up at Dust, who was standing over you, looking furious. you could see the red flush of anger on his face. For a moment, you were both standing completely still. The only sound in the room was the hum of the ventilation system. Dust’s eyes narrowed as he took a step toward you. “You think you’re so smart, huh little mouse?” he said, his voice low.

You scrambled to your feet, backing away slowly. “You win, you win! Just don’t kill me, please?” Dust still looked irritated. He snatched the controller away from you, now back in his grasp. “You’re really pushing it today. What do you want?” You rubbed your sore back and dusted yourself off. “I was bored! No one else is here, and I'm stuck in limbo.”

Dust sighed, pinching the bridge of his nasal bone. “You’re a real pain in the ass, you know that?” “I wasn't trying to upset you that bad. I thought it was harmless..” you spoke out. It was true you didn't think he'd get so pressed about a controller. He looked at you still with a harsh glare as he pulled you up by the arm. “Don't do that again. I don't care if I finished the game. it's rude.” He said, pulling you back to the couch with him. He sat down, pulling you into his lap while he played.

“Will this cure your insufferable boredom little mouse?” he asked sarcastically. You shifted on his lap, trying to get comfortable muttering to yourself. At your squirming, his breath stifled, and his body froze up. He put his hands on your hips, holding you still.

“Stop moving.” He said sharply. Holding you down. Not liking being restricted, you tried to get him to stop holding onto you so firmly, wiggling around in the process. He grunted before slamming you down onto the couch and holding your hands above your head.

“I said stop. You don't want to pull this stunt with me, little mouse.” He spat as he hovered over you. Your hips in-between his legs. Your face heated up. Was he challenging you? You could take him. Okay, probably not in a fight, but still.

You looked at him, now caught in an almost terrifying game of cat and mouse.dust was hovered over you, and thick tension filled the air. His hood was just barely hiding the leare that for a split second look… primel. He had his arms around you in a possive manner. It brings chills to your spine. igniting a spark of defiance within you.

“Is this how you treat your nurse?” you teased, your voice taking on a teasing tone, a playful challenge thick in the air. You could feel his body get ,ore and more heated. His breath quickeninvg when you squirmed. You were a fucking tease and a good one at that.

Dust’s grip tightened, his fingers digging into your hips as if to anchor you in place. “You’re really pushing it today, little mouse,” he growled, but there was an undeniable hint of excitement in his tone, a flicker of seductivness making your heart race.

“Maybe I like pushing buttons,” you replied, your lips curling into a mischievous smile. “Especially yours.”

His gaze darkened, and for a moment, the world outside faded away, leaving just the two of you in this charged space. “I think you need to learn some manners. Luckily for you, I have just the thing..”

You met his gaze, your face talking an anxiously excited expressive, your heart pounding in your chest. “I think I can try,” you channeled your determination. Give him a cocky smirk daring him to make the next move….