Five Nights at Freddy's one-shots

Drunken love

This is consensual but they are drunk so do wo to that what you will

Henry practically dragged Afton into the dorm room, as the drunk mans legs refused to move. Afton would giggle each time Henry would stumble. Suddenly, he caught footing and stood up, yanking out of Henry's grasp. He stumbled to stand next to Henry and leaned heavily against him.

"You're so beautiful..." Afton drawled, reaching up with his hand to tuck it under Henry's chin.

"Afton can we make it back to the dorm room?" Henry asked, his own brain was foggy from a couple drinks, but again, Afton prevented him from drinking anymore by needing to be dragged from the party.

"I think I've fallen in love with you, Hen." Afton mumbled, his words slurring, his "-th" contractions turning into "-f".

"You have...?" Henry paused, looking at him with wide eyes. Afton smiled softly, the corners of his mouth crooked at different angles. His eyes looked sleepy, but they were charged with lust.

"Oh fuck, you're so pretty." Afton groaned, pressing himself against Henry. They were so close to the dorm, but Henry could tell Afton didn't want to wait. "So fucking hot." He whined, backing Henry into a wall in the parking garage.

Henry hit the wall with a groan and looked down at Afton, who wrapped his arms around his neck, grinding up against Henry, but not in a sex driven way, but in a showy way. Like a dancer. Henry groaned, holding Afton's hips as he moved against him.

"Willll... we're so close to the room." Henry groaned,  but Afton had already begun to grope him, moaning into his neck. He smelled like alcohol and cigarettes, and his lips were soft and hungry. Henry forgot all about trying to get Afton up to the room, instead, he let himself melt into Aftons arms. "Ohhmmm..."

"God you're so good." Afton moaned, grinding against Henry while sucking on his neck. He tightened his grip on Henry's curly blond hair, tugging his head back to get more at his neck. "You smell so good." He whined.

"Afton... oh god, what if someone sees us...?" Henry groaned, closing his eyes. The cold concrete felt good against the palms of his hand. He was too scared to touch Afton, for fear that he would scare him off.

Afton let go of Henry's hair, sliding down to his knees, dragging his hands down Henry's body as he went until he was face level with Henry's bulge. He undid his belt and then the top button, pulling down his pants a little bit. Embarrassment flares in Henry's cheeks, he had never done anything in public, with the risk of someone seeing them. Afton sloppily prodded at it, giving it a couple of pumps. Henry hiccuped and pressed a hand over his mouth. He hiccuped again, the mild buzz combined with Afton's cold hands on his dick, made him hiccup.

"Mm, fucking hell, the grip you have on me, Henry." Afton groaned, kissing his tip, licking the pre from the slit. He pressed it against his lips, slowly taking it into his mouth.

"Ngh! Aaahhhahahaa...." Henry groaned, panting heavily, digging his fingers into Afton's hair. Afton pulled away.

"Don't... dont fucking push me." Afton slurred before going back down on Henry's dick, taking more into his mouth. He swirled his tongue around, pulling back while dragging his tongue down his shaft. Henry shuttered, sinking partway down the wall to bend his weak knees. Afton hummed around his cock, the tip brushing the back of his throat and Henry cried out, his voice echoing around the garage. He gripped Afton's hair, bobbing his head until he came, his climax ripping through his body. Warmth flushed him just like the alcohol and he whimpered, feeling Afton's throat flex around his dick as he swallowed it.

"Ohh mmngg... Will..." he painted, pulling his off his cock and bringing him back up into his arms, pulling his pants back up. Afton smiled drunkenly against his neck, he and jacked off at the same time as he sucked Henry. He kissed him again.

"Okay let's go to the room." Afton moaned, stumbling while clinging on to Henry, who was now walking on shaky legs as well.