Freaky Fred X Reader

💚Freaky Him💚

A/N: Is this serious? Idk, you tell me 😏
••••Content Warning••••
SUGGESTIVE/Lime~ish😳
Hair Kink/Fetish? Idk what to call it. Sniffing/smelling fetish???
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"They call me freaky, because I am kinky~"
🥴👉👌🗿🗿🗿😭
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All I wanted was a haircut. But I got something even better...

My friend told me that they had a neighbor who would be interested in cutting my hair for free! What a steal right? What I didn't know was that there was a catch...

I knocked on the door feeling a little nervous. I haven't cut my hair in a long time. 1
To be honest, I am scared of getting my haircut. Ever since I was a kid. I don't know why. But my friend told me that I would be in good hands and they're my best friend. I trust them, so I'll trust this neighbor who would be cutting my hair.
The door opened. I looked up to see a tall, thin man with blonde hair and emerald green eyes. Beautiful. I've never seen anyone with eyes like his. However, he had some wild hair. Fluffy and crazy. It seemed suspicious, but my friend trusts him. I'll be okay.

"My my", the man spoke in a deep, husky voice with a British accent, "what beautiful hair you have."

"Thank you... Um... I'm a friend of (friends/name). I was told that I could get a haircut here... For free?"

"Why, yes. Please, do come in." I obeyed the stranger. He offered to take my coat. So he's a gentleman? That seems trust worthy. "Please, take a seat." I didn't see a barbers chair for me to sit on, so I assumed he meant the couch. "Would you like some tea?"

"Oh, yes please." The man disappeared for a few minutes before coming back and setting two cups down on the table. I picked mine up and sipped it. The perfect temperature and the perfect sweetness. "Thank you... Um?"

"Where are my manners? I do apologize. My name is Fredrick, but you can call me Fred."

"Thank you, Fred. For the tea, that is. My name is (F/N)."

"(F/N)... It suits you." He and I conversed for awhile until we had both finished our tea.
"Well then, we should get to business. Shall we?" Fred held out his hand to me. I noticed that he had long, slim fingers and small scars all over. Must've been from the years of practice.
Fred led me into his basement. It felt shady, but I wasn't worried. There were a few mirrors and a couple chairs. It was well lit in that area. Nothing out of the ordinary.
I sat in the chair and waited for Fred to come back with a barbers bib for me to wear. I noticed that he had taken off his jacket when he came back. Now in a tie and button up, collared shirt. "Would you like for me to wash your hair first?"

"Sure", I stood up and walked with Fred to the sink. I lied down and relaxed. I looked up at Fred who was looking down at my scalp... Smiling. I blushed and looked away.
His hands were so gentle as he was massaging my head. It felt so good and satisfying. Like being at the spa.
Once he was done, he put a towel on my head and helped me up. I sat down in front of the mirror and watched as he blow dried my hair and brushed it out.
Next was the scissors. I only felt a little nervous. Fred finished cutting my hair in only a short matter of time. It looked great. I've never been to a barber who has cut my hair perfectly and exactly how I wanted it. I smiled. "Oh Fred, it's amazing! Thank you. You did so well."

"I'm pleased to hear that." He took off the bib and I stood up. I began to fall, but Fred caught me.

"Are you alright, (F/N)?"

"I'm feeling a bit dizzy." Fred led me on.

"Come this way, I have a guest bed you could lay on."

"A-are you sure? I'm not a bother am I? You barely even know me."

"No, it's no bother." I walked with him to the guest room and lied down on the bed. "Can I get you anything?"

"No, I just need to lie down."

"Alright then", Fred started to leave, but I sat up and grabbed his wrist.

"Wait-!", I pulled him back to me, but I guess I pulled too harshly, because Fred lost his balance and fell onto the bed on top of me. I blushed after realizing what I had done.
He looked at me with a red face and startled expression. My heart began to beat faster. "Oh my! I'm so sorry! I don't know wha-!" I was silenced with a kiss. I was surprised, but I went along with it.
I licked his lips and he opened his mouth for me. I was pressed down to the bed as he grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head. I melted into his kiss even more. We were like that for a while until he finally loosened his grip on me.
I moved my hands into his hair and ran my fingers through it. Fred moaned into my mouth as I did. So, I played with his hair more. Gently tugging on it in hope of stimulating him.

It worked....
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A/N: Am I sorry? I don't know. This was supposed to be a joke! 👁👄👁 I... I don't know what's wrong with me.

Yes, there will be a part 2. Yes it will be a lemon.