Michael/William Afton x Reader Oneshots

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William x Reader Smut

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It was just a well known 'fact' around the town that the Afton family were pretty much the family you wanted to be in. William, the very known man around the town, was very loving towards his wife. His wife loved him back just as much, too much even.

On the surface, the family had no problems. They all were a happy loving family.

Everyone knew that.

Or thought so.

"You have such a beautiful family, Mr. Afton."

"Where'd you find such a loyal man, Mrs. Afton?"

"Michael, you are so lucky to have such amazing parents."

"I can't imagine your love dying for one another."

However, he could.

William could see his love dying for his wife in a heartbeat.

And what the town didn't know was that at this very moment you were sat under Mr. Afton's desk. 

Placed perfectly between his legs. Working skillfully with your mouth full.

They don't know that for the past month you've been in this very position several times a week. This position and more.  

They don't know that Mrs. Afton doesn't know. She still waits happily for William at home. She still cooks, cleans, takes care of the kids. All so William is happy when he gets home from a long day of work.

She doesn't know what's going on at this exact moment.

You pull up under the desk, standing up just to maneuver around the desk and onto William's bare lap.

His hands couldn't get enough of feeling up your body. His fingers hooking your underwear and pulling them aside. Just enough for your pretty cunt to be exposed to him.

Your hand guided the head of his cock to your entrance as you slid him in with ease.

As if he wasn't married.

As if his children weren't at home, waiting for him longer than usual because he had to work "overtime."

But damn was this the best overtime a man could experience.

You rocking your hips, he thrusted his up to meet your movements.

You moan, he groans.

Your face darted into his neck as he threw his head back, his one hand gripping at your ass and his other at your breasts.

Your button up shirt was under buttoned and almost falling off as your skirt was discarded somewhere.

William's purple top was thrown onto the ground and his pants and boxers had been settled around his knees.

You gripped the back of his desk chair and the arm of it as you rode him, getting sloppier.

He picks you up, placing you on the desk and pinning you down as his hips buck and thrust into you.

He couldn't get enough, pussy drunk all from you.

He let out incoherent noises as he kissed at your neck.

You moaned out, your legs wrapped around his waist and your nails scratching and clawing at his back as you try to grip onto something.

A few minutes go by of this wonderful feeling until his hips start buckling and his knees start getting wobbly.

He's unsteady and about to cum.

You know it.

And so are you.

You arch your back off the desk, inhaling heavily and letting out a moan as you exhale.

The two of you orgasm together, blissfully taking in the moment.

And that's all before William comes home, his hair disheveled and his body sweaty. Blaming it on working on broken animatronics and chasing kids.

He kissed his wife sinfully and makes his way upstairs where he sleeps soundly.

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Hey y'all. Idk why but I had this idea come to me suddenly earlier. Probably bc that one Sam smith song was on. But idk. Hope y'all like it considering I haven't posted in centuries. Love y'all. Gn I'm so tired.