Five Nights at Freddy's one-shots

Addictive

"My therapist told me I have what's called an 'addictive personality' or whatever..." Henry said, shrugging. "I blame my alcoholic father. Fat fuck." Henry muttered. William grinned at him.

"You're addicting alright." He winked, tucking a golden lock behind Henry's ear. Henry rolled his eyes, stepping away from William and sitting on the bed. "Okay, sorry. Why did he say that?" William amended, standing with his hands on his hips. Henry looked William up and down as if he didn't believe that he was being genuine. "I'm being serious, I would like to know."

"Your accent is stupid." Henry said in response, laying back and grabbing a bouncy ball, throwing it at William.

"My accent is proper, excuse you. And you're dodging my question. If that another thing you've discussed with your therapist? Your tendency to avoid harsh conversations?" William sat on the bed next to Henry to avoid another attack. Henry sat back up and leaned against William's shoulder.

"No... okay it's just that I was talking about avoiding alcohol and whatever and they told me that I had a right to because if I started drinking I might not be able to stop. You know?" Henry finally answered, turning his face into William's neck.

"Hahaha, talking to me about addiction?" William smiled, putting an arm around Henry's shoulder. After his foul tango with Cocaine, alcohol, adoral, and maybe... maybe if he's being honest with himself, a little bit of heroine; William was no stranger to addiction. The only reason he stopped in the first place was after his over dose on cocaine landed him in the hospital his sophomore year of college. And, unfortunately at the time, he only lived thanks to Henry (who he thought was a complete imbecile at the time).

"I knew you'd understand." Henry murmured. His breath on William's neck made it hard to focus and he had to clench his thighs just to stop the shivers. "You make me feel normal. But also you make me feel like shit, but that's out of the question."

"Ah, ah, ah... the fuck? It's in the question now. How do I make you feel like shit?" William demanded, pulling away from Henry, not able to deal with the ticklish feeling anymore. Henry looked at him with wide, green eyes. A deer in headlights sort of look.

"No, that's not what I meant. It's just like... I came from nothing and you're coming from... a lot. You have more money than I can even fathom and I went to parties in Beverly Hills." Henry stumbled to explain, putting a hand on William's thigh as if he were afraid William would up and fly away. "You drive a blacked out BMW and you wear fancy clothes and you talk fancy and you make smoking cigarettes look classy rather than desperate. You're everything a lot of people want to be but can't. I know what you've been through, but I can't help it."

William sat in silence for a few seconds after his rant. Henry's face blushed, William knew the fear in his eyes. Before Henry could say anything, though, William finally spoke up. "I'm sorry that you feel that way. But I think because of all of that, I am so drawn to you. Your life is so vastly different compared to what I'm used to and I'm invested in you. In living like you did and feeling how you feel. I am desperate for the real, down-to-earth way that you think. I always feel three seconds from the atmosphere, always burning to run away, but you are... real." William didn't realize that he had put his hands on either side of Henry's face. Henry looked at him, lips parted, his hand had fallen into his lap.

"Oh..." He whispered weakly. William smiled softly and crawled on the bed to kiss Henry. He turned his head and slowly pushed Henry back into the bed, never taking his lips off. "Oh..." He whispered again, pulling away from William.

"You're everything I want to feel. And believe me, my dearest, you don't want to be me." William laughed softly, roaming his hands over Henry's body, hungrily, desperately. He lowered himself and kissed Henry again, really, truly feeling his lips this time. Warm, wet, soft. Ugh it was everything. "Oh Henry, how did I get so lucky." He moaned, massaging a hand down Henry's side, slowly worming his fingers under the waistband of his pants. Henry's chest shuddered and he reached up with a hand and put it on William's shoulder.

"Yes..." he moaned, letting William pull away from him. William stared at Henry for a long time. The room was silent and, for once, William was too. Henry frowned and sat up, the pleasure in his hips slowly dissipating. "Are you okay?" Henry asked. His muscles ached with the lack of action. God he had wanted that so bad.

"Yeah... I'm sorry." William mumbled, smiling softly. "I was just thinking how pissed off my father would be if he knew."

"Oh, yeah... ha..." It was half-hearted. Be it the trauma or the ADHD, but William was always going off topic and it drove Henry crazy sometimes.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. Hey can I try something?" William said, his silver eyes regaining focus as he looked back at William. Henry's face blushed and his stomach clenched. The last time William had 'wanted to try something', Henry had ended up tied to the bed with a ring around his cock.

"Um..." The thought of simply having William inside of him, fucking him raw and dry until he was panting and crying and twitching was enough to rile him up, but the idea of the unknown was maybe just a little more exciting. "O-okay..." he said, shuffling back against the pillows, looking at William expectantly. Honestly, he couldn't expect anything, William was unpredictable.

"Oh don't seem so unsure, you're okay. You know how I love to take advantage of your lack of experience. Lay back, good boy..." William said gently, biting his lip as he reached into one of the many shopping bags from their trip earlier that day. What had William bought that Henry missed?

He pulled out a box and opened it, wiggling the plastic out. Inside was just a simple little pill-shaped object. It could fit easily in the palm of Henry's hand with space to spare. "It come's pre-charged." William smiled down at it, proudly. He held a button and a buzzing began, it sounded fierce, but it was quiet enough not to be embarrassing. Henry blushed, his breathing deepening as he adjusted himself again, his legs opening unconsciously. He leaned over to Henry, putting a hand on his face and the gently brushed the vibe along Henry's bulge.

"Ah ah!" Henry moaned softly, closing his eyes. "Ohhh..." He groaned, clenching his thighs as his back arched slightly from the pillows, uncontrolled.

"You like it? You like that so much, don't you, Henry?" William purred, crawling closer on the bed until he was seated right in front of Henry, holding the buzzing little toy in his hand. He sat next to Henry, pressing their bodies together and wrapping a leg over Henry's. He brought the vibe back down against Henry's clothed dick. He felt Henry tense up and his hand grabbed William's bicep desperately.

"Nnghh..." Henry whined this was equally as good as William's dick. "Wait... wait," he panted, "can you put it...?" He whimpered, his voice was giddy and breathless.

"Oh yes, yes of course." William sighed, grinding softly against Henry's hip as he reached into his pants, pressing the vibe heavily against his bare cock. Henry's mouth dropped open but he made no sound. William kissed his neck softly, nuzzling into him and breathing him in softly as he maneuvered the vibe along Henry's dick.

"Auh ha..." Henry sobbed, leaning into William. "Oh my... mm." Henry was reduced to nothing, his legs desperately wrapped around William as he turned onto his side, laying almost on top of William. He trapped the vibe between him and William's hips, panting as he pressed his head into William's chest.

"Oh... that does feel good." William commented, the gently buzz reaching his own need. "Oh you sweet, sweet thing..." He huffed, burying his fingers into Henry's hair. Finger still on the button, he pressed it, changing the setting to a pulsation. Heavy to light to heavy in rapid succession. Henry gasped, squirming hard, pulling his knees up and curling into a ball, trapping William's hand in him.

"I'm... I'm ahhh! Mmm!" Henry moaned lewdly. William felt Henry cum, felt it coat his fingers. Henry bucked his hips against the vibe, riding out the last drops of his shameful pleasure. When he finally relaxed, William put a hand on the back of his neck and guided him back against his chest, smiling softly.

"You make me so happy." He murmured into Henry's hair, rubbing his back firmly. Henry groaned and stretched himself out.

"What the fuck did that thing do to me?" Henry sighed, realizing he had never felt more relaxed. "God it was like a stupid massage thing but... holy shit." He pushed away from William and laced back against the bed, looking up at the ceiling.

"Hahaha, it's magical. There are more fun ones but..." He shrugged, playing with Henry's fingers.

"Nah, nah I'm okay with the little thing." Henry laughed softly.