FNF Smutty One-Shots

💙Keith (BF) x Sky☁️

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Thank you?! This is actually kinda crazy lmao

Side note: SKY IS NINETEEN IN THIS! According to google, that is her CANON age. No underage sex will be included in this book, thank you very much. She is an aware and consenting adult.

Thank you @DonoNightcore for the suggestion! I hope this does it justice :)

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   The night was peaceful, a gentle rain creating an uneven melody on the worn down sidewalk. Keith walked down the overgrown pavement, lifting his phone to double check the address. This was the place.

   Keith climbed up the rickety stairs to the elevated patio, which held nothing but an old lawn chair and a small welcome mat. He brought his fist to the door hesitantly, but before it could even make contact, the old wood swung open to reveal a young woman.

   "Welcome!" She said in an overly cheery tone.

She was dressed in a large white shirt decorated with a red Nike logo. The little swoosh was vaguely reminiscent of a check mark, reminding Keith of his own shirt. She was also wearing a short denim skirt, though mostly obscured under the sea of white fabric above it. Her face was soft and feminine, somewhat resembling Keith's, and her bright pink eyes and electric blue hair were startling next to her pale skin.

   "Don't be shy; come on in!" She stepped aside, nodding for Keith to follow her inside. He obliged, getting a good look at the place.

   The inside of the home looked much better than the outside. It was quite cute, actually. The entrance was nicely decorated with little bits of clutter scattered about. The woman led Keith into a sitting room, which was painted a baby blue and looked quaint and tastefully decorated. A small cross hung on the wall catching his eye. He didn't pay it much mind, though. It was none of his business.

They get comfortable down in the living room, Keith carefully sitting on the couch and the woman plopping down on the living chair.

   "So! Girlfriend's told me a lot about you!" She started, crossing her legs. "Keith, right?"

   He nodded. "Uh... yeah. And you are..?"

   Her eyes widened. "Oh, I'm sorry! I'm Sky, it's lovely to finally meet you!"

   She extends her hand to shake Keith's. He accepts, feeling her soft palms and glossy painted fingernails. Her grip was steady, but she shook his hand daintily.

   "The pleasure is mine. Now, uh... do you know why Girlfriend asked me to come? Is she gonna show up, or..?"

   Sky shrugged. "I'm not sure. She said you were coming to pick something up that she left the other day, although I didn't find anything that's hers."

   Keith gave her a confused look. "That's weird."

   "Well..." Sky stood up, clasping her hands together. "Since you're here, we may as well fix some tea." She walked to the entrance of the room, turning to face Keith. "Make yourself at home!"

   She left, her flat footsteps slowly fading into silence. Keith was alone in the room, left to his own devices. As he looked around, he noticed that something... strange was going on.

   On a nearly decorated bookshelf sat a clear glass bowl of three-inch steel nails. Kind of an odd decoration, but nothing too out of the ordinary. I mean, people kept shells and corks on display, so why not nails? His eyes then darted to some scary looking knives hanging on the wall. They had jagged points or sharp edges, sometimes both. But, hey, people hung knives in their kitchens all the time! Why not the living room?