Ｍｏｒｉｂｕｎｄ|| w. afton x reader

♕"Shut up"♕

for hanksbruhmoment :D

tw: smut, dick biting, slapping

"You can come out now!" Y/N teased.

She heard a groan coming from the other side of the bathroom door.

Henry and Y/N shared a knowing glance and snickered.

"Will you two close your mouths. I'm only doing this because I lost a bet." William's exasperated tone reached their ears.
The two other owners of Fredbear's Family Diner cracked up even more.

It was Halloween and William Afton did indeed lose a bet. The three college friends and owners of Fredbear's Family Diner had gone for drinks one night after work. Drunkenly, they had come up with a silly bet: whoever could get the most shitfaced and not throw up by the end of the night, they would be safe but the loser would have to wear a costume of the others choice. And of course Henry and Y/N had chosen the most embarrassing costume for the losing Brit.

Finally the door had opened and out came the man in question. He was fuming. A maid dress that wasn't long enough adorned his body.

Y/N couldn't keep her eyes off of the large man and how he actually made the dress look good.
She noticed that Henry had reacted the same way, when he cleared his throat and let out a little chuckle.

"You can stop staring now, N/N."

The woman in question let out a chuckle and did as she was told.

"Sorry, I forgot how to breath for a second."

William smirked, crossing his arms.
Henry groaned.

"Not again! Guys please get a room," Henry rolled his eyes as he left the corridor that led to the trio's respective offices.

Y/N let out a little giggle, noticing that the two were now alone.

The man in front of her seemed to notice the same thing, for their eyes met each other. They shared an all too knowing look.

"Right now?" William croaked, his now hoarse voice barely above a whisper.

Y/N smirked, humming in agreement.
"Let's go. My office needs to be cleaned," The woman grabbed the man's apron, leading him into the door next to the one he came out of.

Once inside, the two looked at each other some more. They were still getting used to this, for their little encounters had started that September and starting tomorrow they would be in November.

Y/N didn't remember how exactly it started, just that she enjoyed the sex. That's all it was to her and probably William as well. Just two friends with little benefits. Nothing more, nothing less.

Y/N's eyes gingerly trailed across her friend's body, her hands doing the same.

William smirked, "Feeling rather dominant, are we darling?"

"I don't see you doing anything, so I'm taking matters into my own hands," Y/N retorted.

In response, William picked the woman up, sitting her on the paper-ridden desk.
This earned a gasp from Y/N, who wrapped her arms around the man's neck and gave him a smile.

"Be quiet."

Y/N gave him a confused look.
"I didn't say anything though?"

William started to nibble at the woman's neck, his mouth charting and exploring her lips and the skin below them.

Y/N softly moaned in response, her head tilting backwards so that the man had more access to the tender skin. He definitely did not let the opportunity go to waste, but it was cut short when he pulled away from her.