Five Nights at Freddy's one-shots

Leashes

The collar tugged against Scott's neck, sending a dull pressure to his esophagus but a throb to his dick. He groaned, and fell backwards into Afton's lap. He sat in between Afton's legs, which were now pressed against his thighs, pinning them together and crushing his hardened cock. The leash tugged again and Scott's head fell against Afton's shoulder, he moaned in his ear to give him more satisfaction beyond tugging his neck around. He lay sprawled out against Afton, shirtless except for a black harness which was securely strapped against his chest, tight enough to restrict his rib cage from expanding. He huffed as Afton's hands began to roam his body, groping his flesh and pushing on his stomach.

"A-afton... Afton..." Scott moaned softly, rubbing his chest with his hands, following Afton's instructions not to touch his bulge, the black underwear was tight though, and the restraint was impossible.

"Look at you... mmm, good boy, Scotty. Such a good boy." Afton whispered, slowly pulling back on the leash, wrapping it around his palm, but Scott couldn't go back any farther, so the collar began restricting his airways. He groaned, grabbed Afton's thighs in a tight grip. Afton sighed and let slack on the leash, he also tucked his feet under Scott's ankles, and spread his legs open, the cold air from the fan kissed the soft flesh of his bare inner thighs and he shivered.

Afton pushed Scott forward and crawled around from behind him. With the leash still in hand, he sat in between Scott's legs now, caressing his flushed face softly. Scott sank into his hand, his hips still tingling with the charged pleasure, he felt like he might explode. Already three suppressed climaxes in and he was beginning to feel like he might pop.

"My sweet boy. Scotty, darling, be a dear and roll over for me." Afton purred, scratching Scott's scalp with his fingers. Scott's face darkened and did, pressing as tightly as he could against the harness. Oh fuck... too tight mmm-

"Ahhaa... ah-" Scott moaned, pressing his face into the bed. Afton's hands roughly grabbed his hips and pulled his back down, this time, right against his hips. Scott's ass pressing against Afton's bulge-

"Oh yeah... ughh ah Scotty... baby... fuck" Afton moaned. Such a good boy... I'd love to fuck his brains out right here and now, watch his scream... god I want to see him squirm and- "Beg for me Scott, beg for it, darling." Afton panted, grinding against Scott's ass. Scott whined.

"You want me to beg? R-Really?" Scott asked skeptically, going to look over his shoulder and a tug from the leash snapped Scott's head right back. "Ow... I'm not going to- oomph!" Afton pushed him to the bed and ground hard against his ass, groaning and pulling back on the leash until Scott wheezed. He let out a cough and Afton let go of the leash, opting instead to tug the harness. Scott moaned and it was a high pitched sob. "Okay-" he wheezed "oh my god, okay... fuck okay..." God I'm going to fucking explode I need to fucking cum. And fuck I need his dick so bad. "I n-need you so bad... Afton please~" He couldn't help but to whine, his heart kept stuttering.

"Oh! Oh wow, Scott that was... ughh that was fucking perfect." Afton growled behind him. Scott felt cold fingers brush down his lower back to pull his tight ass spandex down. Scott moaned, drool snaking from his mouth and onto the pillow. I might actually burst... god it's too warm... I'm too fucking hard.

Afton leaned down and kissed his lower back. His skin is so soft, he's so warm. He trailed his fingers gently down Scott's side, watching him shiver.

"Ngh... ah! Ahh haaa, ah I n-need to... fuck, fuck, I-I-" Scott cried, arching his back. He physically felt the first drips begin dragged like warm water.

"Poor thing... can't handle anymore?" Afton whispered, bending over him and kissing his sweaty temple. Scott squeezed his eyes shut, his glasses slipping down his slick nose until the fell to the pillow. He came fully, he panted heavily and laughed nervously. "You couldn't do it could you?" Afton scolded and Scott felt his wet tip press against his ass. He bit his lip.

"Yes- yes... god, I'm weak. Please fuck me now, I want to feel you so fucking bad, I'm so fucking horny for you" Scott cried, already gripping his own cock and pumping it a couple times, biting his lip. He's so fucking big ahh, so so so big, I feel him so dEep inside-

Afton pressed deeper groaned at how tight Scott was around him. Warm and tight. "Ohhh... ha ha, fuck, Scotty, loosen up, baby." Afton moaned forcefully rubbing his hands down Scott's back.

"AhHA ohaahhhh..." Scott sobbed, his voice bobbing. I can't... I can't take it anymore! "Afton I'm cuuuAh!" Scott cried, his second burst shot from his tip and his arms buckled.

"Almost, baby... you keep this behavior up and it'll be so fucking soon. I'm going to fucking fill you up like the little bitch you are." Afton growled, leaning over Scott and sinking his teeth into the flesh between his neck and shoulder. Scott yelped and grabbed his cock, squeezing his eyes shut and muttering to himself as he jerked off again, a new load already building up.

"Again?!" He cried pitifully, arching his ass into the air as he ruthlessly pumped his dick, milking himself. "Afton, Afton, Afton... WILL!" He shouted and Afton sucked in a shuttering breath, panting as he gave his hips a couple more thrusts. Scott grit his teeth, climaxing heavily like hitting a wall of pleasure, but nothing came from his dick. He groaned, clenching his fists. Afton did exactly what he said and kept his dick in Scott's ass until he had cum completely, thrusting into him, shoving as much of his load as deep as he could. Scott felt so full in way he had never felt, not with all of his times begin with Afton.

The collar was removed from around his neck, the sweaty rash stung with the gentle breeze from the fan. The harness was removed next and Scott knew there would be outlines of that. Afton pulled away at that moment, slowly slipping out and something filled in it's place. Something to keep the cum in. He got off of the bed and stood next to Scott, pushing him over and then scooping him into his arms. He walked to the bathroom and gently sat Scott in the tub before returning to the room and stripping the bed, quickly remaking it with the talent that only a man who's had three kids before could do, before returning to the bathroom. Scott's eye were half closed and he was drawing little shapes with his finger on his bruised thighs.

"Commere'" Afton whispered, scooping Scott back into his arms, clutching the man to his chest. A part of Scott felt silly, but the other part of him allowed himself to be held. Afton was the only person he's been with that could pick him up. He was just too tall. The water hissed on and the bathroom mirrors began steaming up after a short amount of time. Scott was settled back onto the floor of the tub where he sat there and let the water pour over him. Afton stepped in too and removed the plug in Scott's ass. The sleepy man barely registered what was going on as Afton washed his hair and his body and caressed his face and rubbing his arms, but he registered that he was safe. He sighed and let Afton dry him off and bring him back to the bedroom, setting him in the bed without dressing him  and climbed in after him, kissing him gently and pulling his head against his chest. Scott was out in seconds.