Five Nights at Freddy's one-shots

Rope Bunny

This is the beginning of me posting my newer writing. This shouldn't be as horrible as the first couple ones...
Hopefully, anyways.
Scott is tied in ropes and Afton is a dressed up prick! That's basically it! Enjoy!

Scott blinked slowly before he realized where he was. He was suspended above the metal table of the back room. He went to go and throw his arms out, only to realize that they were tied together and wrapped tightly behind his back. His legs were also bound together with intricate knots all the way down the soft flesh of the their bare undersides. His back was arched, his stomach pressing uncomfortable against thick knots of the red rope. He was being suspended from the roofs open rafters.

He craned his neck to look around the room and saw Afton sitting in a chair facing him. His cheek was propped in a bored manor. God he was attractive. Dressed in a three piece suit with a purple shirt underneath. His hair was perfectly gelled and his skin was so beautifully pale and the lights cast shadows accenting his high cheekbones and sharp jaw line.

When Afton noticed Scott's gaze, his silver eyes brightened and he smiled. He pursed his lips and ran his fingers through his hair, tousling it until it hung in loose black waves in front of his face. He unbutton his jacket and then the vest. He dug his fingers around the knot of his tie and loosened it, rolling his neck with a soft moan.

Scott stared with his warm brown eyes, his cheeks were slowly flushing and his struggling became less a movement for freedom, but into a squirm of pleasure. Afton bit the inside of his lip to suppress the smile that was trying so hard to split his lips. He loved watching his love squirm like this, so desperate, so delicious.

Afton undid his belt and reached into his pants. He began to pleasure himself in front of Scott, groaning with a deep rumble of joy. He moaned Scott's name as a way of getting him more riled up than he already was.

"Oh. My. God." Scott sobbed, his arms jolted suddenly in an impulse to touch himself but he forgot his arms were bound so tightly. The ropes that once seemed a prison suddenly became so amazingly delicious, the way they pinched his skin and messaged his muscles. He whimpered, panting thirstily. To hear his own name being moaned my Aftons mouth, his British accent, thickening by the second.

He pulled his hand out and walked up to the table and stood on his tippy toes, kissing Scott on the lips, sticking his tongue past his lips and Scott moaned loudly, incapable of holding back his pleasure. Afton grabbed his throat but only lightly, rubbing his jaw with his thumb and palming the base.

"Oh god. Oh please, love I need you." Scott moaned, he tried to rub his thighs together, finding perfect friction in the loosened area.

"Oh I'm loving every second of this, bunny. You look so precious, words couldn't describe. Let me show you." Afton said and climbed carefully on the table, he wrapped an arm around Scotts chest and then pulled a sharp knife from the inside pocket of his jacket and cut the three ropes, Scott's knees hit the table but his top half was supported. He cried out and then Afton crouched and pet Scott's hair. Breaking it out of its gel hold as well until brown locks were everywhere. Scott was still wound up but threw himself against Afton as best as possible, nuzzling into his neck. He smelled so good, Afton always did. If his outfits didn't scream rich, his cologne sure did.

Afton pulled him away but held him similar to a baby. He gently dragged the knife over bare parts of his skin.

"Mph, wha-what?" Scott moaned, his eyes shut at the the cold prickling that was working down his skin.

"I love these." Afton whispered in his ear, tracing the scars on Scott's body, the ones from the accident, the ones on his arm from other accidents. Scott struggled against the ropes again, trying to curl around Afton. His issue was becoming more and more pressing. "Oh why not." Afton said and made a quick slice down Scott's torso, the ropes falling from his soft skin. Scott's first move was to straddle aftons hips, his next, to wrap his arms around his neck. He stared to grind his hips against Aftons stomach, Afton instead of attempting to control Scott again, smiled and leaned back on his hands and watched Scott practically lap dance on him.

"I want you so bad" Scott whined, he bit hard on his lip to prevent another bout of excessive moaning to slip past. He groaned some guttural noise, and let his head drop onto Aftons shoulder, nuzzling into his neck. His hips' rhythm became sloppy and Afton firmly grabbed them, his thumbs digging into the soft flesh in between his pelvic bones.

He started to manually rock Scott, pressing his into himself, pulling and pushing until the best Scott could do was wrap his arms around Afton and moan.

Scott put his lips against Afton's ear and kissed the rim of it before saying his name in a husky voice. Afton chuckled and pushed him away by the neck. He tilted Scott's head back and placed his lips on his neck. He teased around his sweet spot, the one that would set Scott off.

Afton learned one thing about Scott in all the times that they've had sex, if you got him riled up enough (which wasn't difficult) he was impossible to reign back in.

After he had heard enough of Scott needy little mewls, he stretched his neck and licked the corner of his jaw right under his ear lobe, he felt Scott try to claw through his suit jacket. He had definitely found it. He didn't kiss hard, not yet.

His lips were light and soft and he set several little ones in the area, Scott's legs tightened around his waist. Then he sucked it. The reaction Scott gave was like fireworks in Afton's stomach. Scott tensed up and whimpered a breathy moan. One of his arms that was wrapped around Afton's neck, was now being used to palm himself. He tried to pull away but a firm hand on the back of his neck kept him there.

"I- fuck I need you..." Scott whined pressing himself as close to Afton as possible.

"Then take me, doll." Afton said and Scott gave one more grind of his hips before he came. The sticky white beads splattered his bare chest, a few landing on Afton's. "Nearly got my suit, darling. That would have been bad." Afton purred. He finished himself off next as Scott watched entranced.

Anyways... yup. Thanks for reading! Love you all bunches!

Xoxoxo~ Watermelon