Five Nights at Freddy's one-shots

Thongs

Afton  lay spread out on the pillow in front of Scott, who stared, grinning at the man. He was wearing nothing but a black thong and bite marks around his chest and thighs. He was flustered and his face and shoulders were a deep red, the only color on him other than the purple bite marks, a contrast to his pale skin. He was breathing heavily and squirming uncomfortably, small moans slipping from his lips, unprovoked. Scott seemed rather proud of himself, still fully dressed and looking down on the older man with a smirk. It wasn't often that Afton acted this lewd.

Scott always brought out the worst in him, usually without trying. But this time, under a mutual agreement, of course, Scott got his way. He dragged his knuckles against Afton's groin causing him to clench his teeth and push his head into the pillows, squeezing his stunning silver eyes shut tight.

"Oh, Scott..." he whispered so softly that Scott almost assumed it wasn't for his ears.

The praise only encouraged him, though, and he pressed harder, not enough to hurt but enough to make Afton wriggle in apprehension. The room's temperature seemed to be steadily climbing and Scott was driven to take his shirt off, the fabric itching his skin. The air rushed around his bare torso and he breathed deep, throwing his head back. His lover murmured something else that Scott couldn't hear.

"Wanna say that again, doll?" Scott persisted, using the pet name usually intended for him. My how the tables have turned. These sudden bursts of confidence would bubble up in Scott and it was the fault of an overflow that Afton typically found himself in these situations. He so desperately wanted to see Scott in the same position he was in, but there was something so horribly and intoxicatingly delicious about Scott kneeling over him controlling how he felt. The pain, the lust, everything, and he was drinking it up.

Scott crawled, now wearing nothing but his pants and belt, and straddled Wills hips pushing him into the pillow again from where he was trying to sit up a little. He leaned down and turned his head to connect his lips under Wills jaw. A bare spot lacking a hickey. Licking the area first, dragging his tongue up as dramatically as someone as non dramatic as Scott could, he pressed his lips down. Afton's moans were sweet as honey, his deep voice alone nearly made Scott cave into a whimper.

"You're so good, Scotty. So good." He groaned breathlessly, panting Scott's name in desperation. He finally used his hands, wrapping both of his arms around Scott's neck. "So good. So beautiful."

Afton didn't let go and Scott had to tilt his chin towards his chest to catch a breath. Did Afton always smell as good as this? It wasn't sharp like a cologne, it was soft, such a contrast to his personality. Scott pulled away, ducking beneath Afton's arms and pulling back to sit heavily on top of Afton's hips. The man bit his lips and moaned thickly, swallowing heavily. Scott rocked his hips slowly, rhythmically. Afton's hands held Scott's hips with a grip tight enough to control his pace. Scott huffed and bit his lips, quickly slipping into Afton's seduction. The older man was obviously trying to regain control, he was too needy, too desperate to control Scott's pace. Scott's pants were growing too tight and he wiggled his hips, surprising Afton by shifting his cadence. Scott decided, in the moment, that his hands would be a better use off of Afton's chest, and pinning his hands down. He did just that and grabbed Afton's wrists off of his hips, pinning them to the headboard. He angled his hips to grind more directly against his. Afton screamed before catching himself and his silver eyes shut again, blood leaked from his lower lip.

"Oh don't hurt yourself. Let it out." Scott hummed in Afton's ear, licking the rim and Afton decided causing himself pain wasn't worth it and moaned loudly. Scott was taken aback. So this is what he had been holding back. This might be a little more difficult than Scott originally thought as Afton bucked his hips and moaned again at the contact. Scott realized he had lifted his own off of Afton's and so he sat back down. Afton opened his eyes again into a squint and Scott's heart fluttered, he was completely losing his composure.

"Come on, Love. You cant leave me like this forever. Give me what I want." He tempted, his tone so unfairly smooth and seductive. Scott was practically left with no choice but to obey, that, or it was his programmed desperation to please Afton. He stripped him down to nothing – which wasn't much – and leaned down. The last glimpse of Afton's face that he caught, was a satisfied grin. Scott took a deep breath and went down.

Afton's moans were the most rewarding sound Scott had heard all week. They were desperate and sweet. His hand in Scott's hair, gently scratching his scalp, caused Scott's heart to stutter and he came up with a jittery gasp. Afton slowly pushed his head back down and after swirling his tongue around and moaning against Afton's cock, the man clenched his fist in Scott's hair and came, groaning through his teeth. Pride swelled in Scott's chest and he smiled softly.

Afton pulled Scott up and turned him around so that he was laying, stomach to the air, on his chest. Afton muttered praise and soft compliments in Scott's ear as he reached into Scott's pants and getting him off. His calloused, warm hand making quick work of the situation, caressing Scott's bare chest and cheek. Kissing his forehead and turning Scott's head to kiss his lips. Soft and fast fluttering kisses that Scott melted into. He wasn't good at staying strong for very long. Afton lovingly held him, pulling his pants off and pulling the covers up over them both. It didn't take long for Scott to curl up and fall asleep.

Yo YO YOOO okay, so this is a much much much older chapter... and so with that being said, I had gone through and read through the whole thing (painfully) and edited it (painfully) without having to redo the whole thing. Because of this, some of it may seem very... 2018 Wattpad-ish, whereas some moments seem more like my style of writing (if you've been reading enough of my works, you might be able to pick up on a couple of things)! So I hope ya'll kind of liked it!

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