Five Nights at Freddy's one-shots

Needles...

By needles, I mean like... acupuncture, kind of. Except Scott doesn't know acupuncture, and Afton just likes being pricked with needles. Sewing needles. At work.

Scott was putting stitches into Freddy's vest, the black fabric had ripped at the seams when it got lodged in the arm movement mechanics. The needle pricked his finger and he yelped, putting the digit in his mouth, throwing the fabric down. This was what must have been the fifth time he had pricked his finger so far.

"Damn it, that one hurt." He pouted and pulled his finger out to check it. The door opened and Scott, who's back was to the door, twisted over his shoulder to see who it was. Afton shut the door softly and came over to perch on his haunches to watch.

"Everything going okay my little love bird?" He asked, putting a hand on Scott's shoulder and rubbed it.

"Yeah I'm just shit at sewing... apparently." Scott mumbled in defeat. Afton chuckled softly.

"Is that so." He said and nudged Scott with his hip, a dopey grin on his face. "Get it? So, sew?" He laughed and Scott rolled his eyes.

"Yes that's so, I keep stabbing myself." He held up his finger with the little bead of blood already welling up. Afton leaned forward and took his whole finger into his mouth. Scott tugged his hand away, shock on his face. "Afton!" He scolded.

"You're bleeding a bit." Afton noted and crawled closer to Scott, who was slowly getting flustered, being used to knowing where these sort of interactions tended to head. He knew his face was dusted in red.

"Just a little..." Scott whispered, Afton's face was right next to his neck, his hot breath making Scott's dick tingle with anticipation. When Afton bit down on Scott's neck, Scott brought his hand up, still clutching the pin, and poked Afton's arm. A thick moan slipped from Afton's throat. Scott quintet softly and dragged the needle up his arm before pushing it against Afton's neck.

"Oh mmng..." Afton huffed, nuzzling Scott's neck. Scott smiled and poked him several times in different areas until Afton pulled away and stared at him. Scott was grinning like a man who had just gotten a raise, and Afton was staring like he just realized some terrible thing about himself.

Scott crawled over, pushing Freddy's vest off of his lap, and straddled Afton's hips, feeling his hardened cock through his pants. He bit his lip and Afton pulled his knees up to trap Scott against him. Scott brought the needle up and pushed it against the back of Afton's neck. The man shivered, and a low laugh bubbled out of him.

"Oh, Scotty..." he moaned gruffly and Scott smiled again, leaning down and kissing Afton heavily on his lips, sinking his tongue into his mouth. Afton moaned and pulled away for a desperate gasp. "Oh, lord, kid..." Afton sobbed as Scott pushed the needle into his upper back.

"Oh you like thissss?" Scott smiled, giving the needle a little twirl and Afton's grip on his hips tightened, tugging him closer and grinding his hips up against him.

"Nng... yes, Scotty, yes I do and if you don't stouh- uhhaha!" Afton sobbed, pulling Scott harshly into his hips grinding hard against his ass, moaning. Scott's furious blush returned, realizing what his fun had gotten him into.

Afton growled and rolled over, pinning Scott beneath him and pressing himself harder against Scott's clothed ass until the younger man started moaning, too. His hardon throbbed in his pants, desperate for traction.

"Please-" Scott whimpered, incapable of stopping himself from saying anything.

"You just cant handle yourself, can you, you poor pitiful thing." Afton moaned darkly, pushing at Scott's legs and leaning over him, pressing his lips against Scott's neck, sucking a dark mark directly under his jaw where it was bound to be seen. Scott couldn't care less in the moment, as he arched and whined loudly in encouragement. Afton pulled Scott's belt off and then his pants where they sat around his ankles.

"I-I can't... fuck I need you so badly." Scott groaned, allowing himself to lay naked on the floor. Afton smiled and undid his pants, pulling his hard cock out. He pumped it a few times and Scott watched the pre bead on his tip.

"You did this to yourself, remember, darling. Whatever you get now is direct consequence." Afton warned, pressing his tip against Scott's hole.

"J-just give it to me! I don't care, I need it! Please!" Scott cried, his back was arched off the floor as he begged Afton to fuck him.

"Desperate little bitch." Afton chuckled and shoved himself in, groaning deeply as Scott swallowed him. Scott felt tears spring to his eyes as he desperately tried to adjust to Afton's size. His own dick jumped in pleasure as Afton's raked his prostate, dragging against the sensitive bundle of nerves. Scott gasped and reached up, burying his fingers in Afton's dark hair.

"Yes! Yes! Ohh nghhh yessss fuck!" Scott sobbed, bucking his hips up desperately, nearly causing Afton to slip out.

"Hold still!" Afton growled, pressing his hand into Scott's soft stomach, pressing his walls around his own cock buried deep inside. He laughed and huffed softly, arching his back as he thrust into Scott. White hot pleasure seared through him. "Scott! Ohnnggg..." he stretched upwards and tilted his face to the ceiling.

Scott writhed beneath him, his hands were both clamped onto Afton's tricep and his legs were squirming around, desperate to latch around something. Drool leaked from his mouth as he made little whimpers.

"Mm mhh! Ohhhh!" He sobbed and Afton pushed down harder with his arm as his thrust pace picked up. His arms were huge and he was much stronger than Scott, who was desperately clawing at him. His dick twitched as he came, it covered Aftons hand and arm, but the man didn't flinch, only grinned.

Scott felt limp and weak as he was being fucked, the sensation of sensitive over stimulation flooded him as his vision began blanking out. He gasped softly, bouncing with each harsh thrust.

"Ohh you're being so good... what a good boy you are." Afton groaned, allowing Scott to claw at his arm in ecstasy. Scott felt his intestines clench around Afton as he slammed his head into the ground, gritting his teeth.

"Mnggh! I c-cant! OhhHH hahaaaa!" Scott panted, tears leaking from his eyes as he felt his soul being ripped from him. Afton grinned down at the writhing man and gave one more harsh thrust before  he came. He bent over Scott and kissing the rim of his ear and then nuzzled his neck, panting into it and kissing it softly. He pressed his tongue against the hickey he had created earlier and Scott bucked his hips again, moaning deeply, his voice was thick and heavy.

"Oh... oh... huuh." Afton moaned and then wrapped his arms underneath Scott's chest and hoisted him up and into his lap, still sitting on his dick. Scott wrapped his arms around Aftons neck and hunched his back, resting against his chest. His spine ached. "You didn't like sewing all that much, anyways, right?" Afton laughed softly and brushed his hair back.

"These floors are gross." Scott finally mumbled.