The Second Kind of Glaze (Mike x Sully AU)

Chapter 1

We left Monster's Inc. shortly following our embrace. After riding in Sully's Honda Civic (and also riding him from time to time in the back seat) for the next few days, we were greeted with a large welcome sign. Large brazen letters, declaring its now-known presence were etched into the steel arc which hung over us, almost like it was yelling at me. "WELCOME TO FLORIDA: THE SUNSHINE STATE." Once we reached the barrier represented by state lines, a new wave hit me. All the initial stress from the past was washed away, almost instantly. I felt like a brand new monster, able to combat anything which came my way.

The apartment we rented was extremely small, too small for Sully to fit without additional strength. Unfortunately, we were short on money and this was the only option we had within our price range. The first time Sully got stuck in the door, he was bent over at an arch. His large frame was stuck in the doorframe and his voluptuous ass was staring right at me, ready for me to pounce on. When he asked me to find a way to help him out, the choice to fuck him became more tempting. And so I did (with his consent of course). Clutching tightly onto his polka-dot fur I began to thrust at a slow pace, hoping my force would push him past the confines of the door. Soon–however–my lust was rising at a rapid pace, and as a result, my thrust rate increased exponentially. I was fucking him so passionately that my one iris briefly lost the ability to see colors. No longer could I see Sully's blue-purple fur, as my grip on it became harsh, pulling the hair from his skin. The pain coursing through both of our bodies caused us to moan loudly, our screams and creams surging throughout the apartment complex. "MIKE, I'M GOING TO CUM." Sully groaned.

After a short while, we busted through the wall–in more ways than one–and managed to get inside the apartment. We toppled onto the floor and lay next to each other for a few minutes, stupid grins lined across our faces. We just laughed, the love and warmth for each other radiating from our bodies. The warmth lasted even after we rose and the apartment owner was in our sights. An older monster, short in stature and also short-tempered, glared at us. Her glasses were trying not to fall off while she was yelling at us. Fortunately, she only gave us a warning and asked us not to have sexual intercourse within the severely thin walls that make up this building ever again.

The night concluded in bed, where we obeyed the owner's wishes so as to not risk homelessness, and our bodies merged once again. The radiant warmth was maintained from before and we hugged. The moon was especially bright, and the relaxing light within the bleak darkness caused me to disassociate, and I fell asleep once more.