Five Nights at Freddy's one-shots

Desperation

"I need you, Scotty." Afton whispered, his lips brushing the shell of Scott's ear. His voice was whiny and Scott felt a shiver course down his spine. His back was to Afton and it was late, possibly already early in the morning. "Please, baby?" He moaned and Scott felt him press against his ass. His breathing quickened as he felt himself hardening, his hips growing warm. "I want to feel you around me, oh god I crave you." He groaned and Scott rolled over and nuzzled under Afton's chin, avoiding those eyes that he knew would unravel him in seconds.

He kissed his neck softly, just a gentle peck. He smelled him and moaned softly, his fucking body wash would be his undoing. Who knew? He rocked his hips, the idea of Afton was already working its way into Scott's mind. He wanted him bad. His soft little butterfly kisses became desperate sucking and Afton moaned, laughing softly as he tightened his grip on Scott's rib cage and waist. Scott huffed, licking him softly before creating another dark mark.

Heat seared through Afton as he clutched Scott to him, his erection straining. Scott would be the death of him, he really would. (Not really, more like Afton was the death of Scott but yolo).

Scott reached down with one trapped arm and stroked himself softly, incapable of creating anymore hickies in his breathless state. "A-Afton... mm..." he moaned, his stomach felt giddy. Afton reached down, burying his face in Scott's hair, and managed to get Scott's underwear off, throwing them from the bed. He then gently tugged his hips so that he rested on top of Afton, feeling his freed erection against Afton's sweatpants. He whined, nuzzling his neck again, arching his back.

"Go on, Baby... Go on..." Afton cooed, coaxing Scott to ride him. Scott bit his lip nervously, not knowing why he was nervous. He pushed himself up, sitting heavily on Afton's hips and bracing his hands on Afton's chest. He finally brought his face up to look at Afton and the feral look in his silver eyes made Scott falter, he knew it would. "Oh come on..." Afton groaned and wriggled out of his pants, hoisting Scott's hips up and the down. Scott locked his knees just as Afton's tip punctured him.

"AhhNmm!" He moaned, taking a moment to breathe and look up before slowly lowering himself. Afton let out a soft groan, before he took control again and pulled Scott roughly down, forcing his ass to swallow the rest of his cock. "AFTON- Ohh ahhhaha..." he cried, panting as he hunched over, pressing his forehead against Afton's stomach.

"You're okay, how many times have you done this?" Afton encouraged, slowly raising his hips with Scott sitting on them.

"Woah- st-stooop! T-too much..." Scott whined, incapable of keeping his tone level.

"You're okay, we haven't even started yet." Afton chuckled, but it was strained with desperation. His cock begged for Scott to start fucking it. He let his head fall back to the pillows momentarily before looking back up at Scott. "You ready?" He asked, grabbing Scott's hips again.

"Mm... y-yeah." He mumbled, catching his bottom lip between his teeth as he began softly rocking his hips. A low groan slipped past his lips. "Ah, ah... ah." He huffed, bouncing gently, watching Afton's face contort with pleasure. The tip of Afton's dick brushed his prostate, and his dick leapt. Scott became hungry for it, speeding his pace up, hoping to hit that spot again and again. And he did until he cock was leaking and his cheeks were beyond red with lust.

"Goood boy, Scotty. So hm! So good!" Afton moaned. Afton was never really vocal during sex and when he was, his voice was enough to buckle him over the edge. He grit his teeth, his scream sounded more like a laugh as he sobbed, cum flying from his tip.

"MPH! Whaaa!!" Scott moaned, grinding down harder against Afton, feeling his dick reach deeper than before.

"Oh my- oh Scott that's so fucking good!" Afton groaned, his finger tips gouging into the soft skin on Scott's hips. "Keep doing that! Ohh fuuuck... I'm gonna cum..." he moaned raising his hips again.

"I want it in me! Please!" Scott begged, running a hand through his hair, clutching a fist in it as he looked up.

"Little slut." Afton sneered, but inside he was flustered by how uncharacteristically forward Scott was.

"I ammm..." Scott panted, his voice was barely audible. Afton pulled Scott down to him as he came deep inside of Scott. Scott made a little sound half way between a squeak and a moan, as he clutched onto Afton's shoulders, his face pressed between his pecs.

"I'm so proud of you, love. So proud." Afton purred, reaching down without disturbing Scott and pulling the blankets up over the both of them, letting Scott sleep on top of him. The pressure was comforting, anyways.

Yuh I wrote this at work. Kilwins is slow in the summer😚✌️