Five Nights at Freddy's one-shots

Another Reece chapter

Reece was laying in the bed, he held a magazine up above his head, his ankles crossed. He hummed, flipping a page and nearly dropping it on his face. Michael was in the shower, so he took this time to snoop through his magazines. He had to admit the Playboy magazines were his favorite so far. The one he was reading now was an MTV top rates magazine, he was in total disagreement with the top songs.

A bang came from somewhere downstairs and Reece froze, setting the magazine down beside him and sat up. He reached beside him and grabbed a nail file which was sitting on the nightstand mumbling something about "the black people always dying first in horror movies". He heard the shower cut off and he prayed that whatever had just come in the house wasn't waiting for Michael outside the door. He knew how big the Afton's house was, it was massive and half the rooms had never been used before, so they might not. The bathroom door opened and then the bedroom door and Michael was standing there, his brown hair hanging in dripping locks in his face and the towel was being loosely held around his hips.

"Are you going to kill me with a nail file?" He asked, flicking his hair out of his face with a twitch of his neck, sending glistening drops everywhere.

"No, the door opened!" Reece said and Michael frowned, turning around to look in the hallway before coming in and shutting the door. "Does your... does William Afton ever come home?" Reece asked skeptically. This was the Afton's household, and even though William Afton had been the convicted serial killer, he had never been caught.

"Um... sometimes. But it hasn't happened in a while. I've noticed he usually only comes when I'm not home. So he... he shouldn't be here." Michael reached behind him and locked the door without turning around. Reece just hummed and nodded.

Michael dropped his towel, grabbing a pair of boxers and Reece found himself staring. He loved Michael, the boys soft pale skin, there wasn't a blemish on him. Reece smiled at Michaels back, the boy was bigger than him, but not by much. Michael was softer compared to Reece, as well. He was all gentle curves and muscles. Michael turned and Reece didn't bother hiding his smile.

"You're so beautiful, Mike." Reece purred. Michael smiled and walked over to the bed, shirtless and sat on the edge, his face was flushed red and his eyes were half lidded.

"All you, doll..." Michael said softly, reaching out and petting Reece's face.

"Mm... come here..." Reece mumbled softly, reaching out and putting his hand on Michael's bicep. Michael crawled towards Reece a little more, until Reece could wrap his arms underneath Michaels and pull him into his chest. Michael's weight on top of him made him moan as he kissed him. "Oh Mikey..." He whispered. Mike tried to get off of Reece, suddenly self conscious that he was crushing him, but Reece only held him tighter to his chest. His soft skin, he gave him a soft squeeze causing Michael to gasp and moan.

"Reece..." He whined, he buried his face into Reece's neck, accepting his fate into the embrace.

"Here, sit up." Reece mumbled into Michael's hair where it was still buried. Michael shifted in an attempt to straddle Reece's hips and Reece guided his plush thighs to wrap around him properly.

"You're so pretty..." Michael said again, admiring Reece's dark skin. The red undertones of his shoulders and elbows and biceps made his face flush and his mouth involuntarily began watering.

"You should see yourself from down here... ugh... Michael just ride me..." Michael looked down with wide blue eyes. Reece had always been straight forward, but he'd be lying if he said that this didn't take him by surprise. He nervously wiggled his hips, slowly rocking them back and forth until Reece was moaning softly. His eyes were closed and his lips were curled up in a smile. He began picturing Michael in one of those porno positions that the girls in the Playboy magazine had been in and he moaned again, a little louder this time.

His hands flew up to Michael's hips, they were small but feminine in a way, and began pulling him down, grinding up against him. Reece opened his eyes again and looked down his nose to Michaels erection visible through his boxers. He moved his hands from Michael's hips to his thighs, squeezing and groping them until Michael was writhing in pleasure.

"Baby, take them off..." Reece moaned and Michael stood up on his knees and wriggled out of his boxers, he then pulled Reece's sweatpants down to his ankles, freeing his pulsing erection. He put his hands on Reece's stomach and slowly settling down on his dick, biting his lip and groaning. "Oh god... oh god, Mike, ngh~" Reece moaned, feeling the tight warmth around his cock.

"Ah-h I can't-" But he could. And he went all the way until he was sitting flush on top of Reece's hips. He arched his back against the fierce pleasure that gripped him.

"So tight... so f-fucking tight ah fuck, Michael, fuck!" Reece moaned loudly, not even trying to keep him voice down. Michael bounced gently on his cock, he felt so full, so incredibly full. The tip of Reece's cock brushed that sensitive bundle of nerves and Michael threw his head back groaning as he ground down against it over and over until pre leaked down the tip of his cock and dripped onto Reece's stomach.

"MmPh! Reece you- you're ahh.~" He squeaked, cum shooting from his dick and onto his own chest and Reece's stomach. He kept rocking back and forth, eyes rolling back and his mouth open slightly.

"Oh, Mikey, fuuuck..." Reece groaned, bucking his hips into Michael's limp body until his climax over took him.

The feeling of the hot sticky liquid rushing into Michael's intestines made him squirm. He gasped and doubled over as he felt the cum fill his stomach he squeezed his eyes shut. Michael had lifted slightly off of Reece's cock, leaving the man enough room to pump the rest of his load deep into Michael, plunging it all the way into his guts.

"So good... So... good.~" Reece huffed, guiding Michael to pull of of him. Michael slipped off with a nasty sucking noise. Michael whined and Reece pulled him down onto his stomach, feeling his weight press down on top of him. "Sweet boy..." He whispered into Michael's damp hair, breathing in the scent of his shampoo.

Michael gave a soft whimper and nuzzled against Reece's neck, kissing his jaw softly. Nibbling his earlobe.

"I love you, Reece." He whispered, his breath sending chills down Reece's spine.

"I love you too, sugar." He returned, rubbing small circles on his back.

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