Glitch in the System (Glamrock Freddy x Monty)

Playthings (Smoot)

SMUT WARNING- This chapter will contain NSFW content, I'll be frank this is a dub-con...at best. But you've been warned, read at your own risk.  Either way I'm going to hell. No regrets. There shall be so much smoot...god I have a problem

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If looks could kill, Freddy would be six feet under, covered in gasoline, and burned to a crisp. 

The bear merely ignored the others harsh gaze as he sat on the reptiles stomach,   his fingers trailed down Monty's chest, sharp nails grazing against the cool metal. Now that he had Monty where he wanted him, Freddy contemplated what to do first. Thoughts scattering, smile plastered on his face as he hummed.

"What to do with you...." Freddy murmured to himself.

Monty blinked, growling audibly, "What do ya think you're doing?"

Freddy sighed, raising a brow, "I feel like I already told you, sex. Let's have some sexy times. Haha that sounds weird to say aloud. It'll be fun, just think of it like another challenge."

Monty wasn't one to back down from a challenge, despite the nagging feeling of dread he couldn't help but be somewhat interested. Who could blame him, Freddy was hot as hell, but he'd never admit that to his face.

"Fine whatever, do your worst." Monty watched the bear, nearly regretting the words as soon as he said them, the bear immediately eyeing the others stomach hatch with a sense of morbid curiosity.

One paw sliding up to lightly grip the others throat, the other trailing along the inseams of his stomach hatch.

"Don't ya dare ya fuck" Monty snarled, deep growl reverberating up Freddy's arm and back down his spine.

"Tsk tsk tsk...Naughty mouth you have Monty....someone needs to learn how to quiet down..." Freddy tutted, tone laced with disappointment.

Freddy leaned forward moving his hand to Monty's jaw, his fingers traced along the cool scales, occasionally catching on one of his exposed fangs. Freddy gripped his lower jaw and gave a light tug, meeting resistance. 

"Now Monty, it would be a benefit to us both if you just opened up for me...." He purred, voice box buzzing softly.

The gator narrowed his eyes, shooting his bandmate a sharp snarl that would have been terrifying if not for the fact that he was very immobile at the moment. Freddy simply smiled, releasing his throat and using his now free hand he dipped a claw into the gap between his neck and shoulder. He quickly found what he was looking for, hooking a nail under the delicate wiring. Glancing down, he smiled toothily before yanking the nerve connectors harshly. The action caused Monty to involuntarily jump, releasing a choked gasp. The small opening was all Freddy needed to yank open his maw and place his hand inside.

It was warm and moist, he had expected it yet, it felt different than what he'd imagined. Most guests, heck employees even, would be shocked, perhaps even disgusted, to know they were all built very human like. Equipped not only with the parts needed to learn and express thoughts and emotions, but also the 'organs' needed to participate in sexual activates. Makes him wonder why they were built with them if they specialized in children. 

Freddy's head hung low, teeth grazing the gator's throat beneath him, each soft breath a puff of hot air against warming metal.  He dipped his hand further into the reptile's mouth, exploring every nook and cranny he could reach. Enamored, he grazed his fingers against the sharpened teeth, slicking them with fluids. Moving farther back, Freddy managed to quickly locate Monty's tongue, massaging the muscle like fibers for a moment before  gripping it tightly in his paw. With little effort, he was able to force it outside, staring for a brief moment in fascination. It was nearly double the length of his own and slightly forked at the tip, with saliva trailing downwards and over his hand.