Five Nights at Freddy's one-shots

Scandelous...

Afton walked past Scott in the hallway, trying his best to ignore his presence as he often did when there were other people around so that they didn't seem suspicious. But as he passed Scott, he felt something swat his ass and he spun around, arousal already rushing to his dick. Scott held the clipboard loosely at his side as he continued walking, the papers were fluttering and he had a bounce in his step. He went to his office door and lilted inside in his lithe sort of way, shutting the door behind him. Afton gave a quick glance over his shoulder, took a couple more steps towards the main lobby, before groaning and tailing it to Scott's office. He yanked the door open and slammed it behind himself.

"Getting a little risky aren't we?" Afton asked, immediately crossing the floor to where Scott stood with his back turned and cupped his bulge, groping it without shame. Scott whimpered and stuck his ass out a little to press against Afton. He tossed the clipboard on his desk where it landed with a clatter. With his other hand, Afton reached up and pinched Scott's jaw, holding his head in place as he ground his hips against Scott.

"How can I resist..." Scott moaned, letting his head fall back. Afton's hand slipped down to wrap around Scott neck. Not hard enough to restrict air, but enough to create pressure. Scott moaned again, it was husky with his head tilted to the ceiling.

"You drive me fucking insane." Afton growled, fondling him a couple more timed before tugging his tucked in shirt, untucking it. Scott had the skinniest, slutty little hips and Afton groaned as he wrapped his arms around them. His need was throbbing and he felt a surge of possessiveness. He threw Scott to the little couch he had in his office and Scott flopped backwards willingly, spreading his legs and bending his left knee to prop on the couch. His cock pressed tightly against his dress pants and he made little movements to press it against the fabric, moaning at each shock wave of pleasure. "When did you become such a slut?" Afton asked, his accent slipping as every word poured past his lips. Scott shuddered in desire.

Scott opened his eyes and watched Afton run his hands through his hair, the salt and pepper strands falling between his fingers. Scott arched off the couch, he wanted to be touched already. "Afton..." He moaned, palming himself, feeling the gushing pleasure of pre leaking from his tip, wetting the front of his pants. Ruined again.

Afton stood in front of Scott and pressed a hand against his forehead, pushing him back against the couch, taking his glasses off as he pulled away. With the grace of a cat, Afton straddled Scott's hips, pressing his thighs tightly against Scott's. He reached down with nimble fingers, plucking at each button down Scott's blue shirt until the thin fabric fell away, revealing a white tank top, but oh god that barely concealed anything. Afton bit on his lower lip unconsciously and dragged the back of his fingers gently up Scott's side, watching his nipples harden. He sighed, rolling his hips down against Scott, feeling his own dick jump with excitement. He held either side of Scott's chest, just feeling the man beneath him in between his hands made him drool

"I need you." Scott said softly. His voice pitched with adrenaline, but darkened with lust.

"Here?" Afton asked, but it was rhetorical. Whether Scott rethought his decision to do this in his office or not, this was happening now. Afton smiled when Scott didn't respond and ducked his head, pressing his lips hungrily against Scott's, drinking him in. He gnawed on hi submissive's lower lip, tasting Scott flood his mouth. He moaned, digging his hand under the waist band of his pants to wrap around his cock, jerking off as he took Scott's tongue into his mouth.

He pulled away and tilted his head to burry it into the soft skin of Scott's neck, breathing in the scent of his cologne. He remembered when Scott used to wear some cheap stuff that would make him crazy with desire, but since living with Afton Scott's taste and budget skyrocketed. Afton was happy to feed into his expensive desires. It made him feel a sense of power, and made Scott hungry for more.

He heard Scott panting as he sucked on his neck, the warm soft spot in the corner under his jaw, the delicious sweet skin in the crook where his neck met his shoulders. He dragged his tongue up Scott's neck, clenching his fist around his dick as the taste devoured his senses. He felt feral. He pulled away, panting and ran his hand through his hair again. Grabbing Scott's belt, he whipped it off, throwing it on the floor with a clatter. He grasped at Scott's pants, tugging them down too and taking a moment to stare openly at Scott's dick, the tip shiny and leaking beautifully. Scott kept his eyes shut and his lips parted. The whole seen was cripplingly erotic and Afton was struggling to keep himself from going insane. There was so much he wanted to do, but so little time.

Afton pulled his dick from his pants, already edging himself. He hissed as the cold air of the office rushed around it. He put his hands on Scott's knees, pushing them up and against his chest as he inserted a finger into Scott's ass. He bit his lip, controlling his breathing as anticipation flared in him. He didn't want to hurt his Scotty. Scott sucked in a shuddery breath and Afton pressed another on in, spreading his fingers apart and bending them at the knuckle to graze along Scott's walls. An area Afton was an expert in. Scott's breathing became erratic as his arched off the couch, gripping his fists in the tough fabric.

"Oh... oh fuck..." He moaned softly, slowly growing more vocal as Afton pushed a third finger through. Scott squealed, shoving his head into the cushions.

"Okay, Scotty, you ready?" Afton asked, wanting to press his lips against his skin again, maybe he should have taken more time savoring Scott, though he had all night to do that. Scott looked at him, his brown eyes were deep and dark with lust as he nodded, his wet tongue licking around his perfect pink lips. Afton shivered, moving his hands to grip the underside of Scott's thighs and pushing them further against Scott's body. He pressed the tip of his cock against Scott's hole and pushed deeper, the warmth was intoxicating and Afton hunched over Scott's body slightly. Scott clenched around him, becoming impossibly tight. Afton grit his teeth, moaning darkly as he sank further into Scott.

"Relax... oh fuck, just... nghh-" Afton cut himself off as he hilted deep in Scott's ass. "Ohhh shit..." He sighed. Scott whimpered below him, his stomach wet with pre.

Afton pulled out and plunged back in relishing in the way Scott would clench his stomach on reflex. Afton could almost see his cock thrusting into Scott, the bulge move across his pale skin. His eyes fluttered shut as his body took over, rhythm coursed through him and Scott's cries were tempo. He moaned darkly, looking up at the ceiling. Scott's arms flew to Afton's biceps and clasped around them, clinging onto them and digging his nails in. Afton groaned at the pleasure the sharp pain delivered. His dick felt like it would explode any minute, pre was leaking from Scott's loosened hole as Afton ruthlessly pounded him.

A cry came from Scott and cum covered his stomach and chest, Afton let go of one of Scott's thighs, angling to grab his ankle. He brought his entire leg up, crooking it over his shoulder. Scott looked up at him with desperation in his eyes, a never ending stream of whimpers came from his over abused lips. Afton grit his teeth, warmth surging in his hips as he plunged balls deep again, cumming deep into Scott's bowls. Scott took another pained breath, and with it, he moaned Afton's name in the most feral voice. Afton pulled out, gasping as he stared at Scott, their eyes locked and Scott's precious face was red and Afton felt love boil in him.

He crouched on his knees, letting Scott's legs rest on his shoulders as cum leaked from his body. Turning his head to the left, Afton pressed his lips against Scott's soft thighs, feeling the flesh grace his teeth. He stuck his tongue out, licking the smooth skin. Scott clenched his legs around Afton's head. Afton let him, sucking hungry, dark marks on his legs. He slowly edged closer and closer to the top of his thigh until he could drag his tongue between the crack of his thigh and torso. It wasn't enough. It was never enough. He moaned, Scott's hand was in his hair and he hadn't even realized Scott had sat up. He moved to Scott's right thigh, repeating the same worship. He took a chuck of his leg into his mouth, groaning with need.

Scott was still panting, drool leaking from the corner of his mouth where he never caught it. It was too bad they still had to finish this shift.