Random Smut Oneshots 😩😩😩

fnaf smut x reader (lets all be a slut for purple guy 2.0)

hi guys I'm not dead (yet)

been awhile but here we are. 

mommy's back (and tired because I'm writing this at 11:38 and I have class at 8:30 in the morning) (but i took a 3 hour nap earlier so it all balances out)

so um yeah.

I cant remember if this was a request I'm pretty sure it wasn't but idk.

basically when I made the asexual foxy oneshot i was like "what if I make an actual oneshot of this FOR THE MEMES" so here we are.

so yeah this technically is a pt.2 to the foxy oneshot because it's based off the 2 second smut scene from it.

anyways I'll say more shit at the end dw it's not an artsy_h0e28 oneshot unless she does a bit of oversharing

ok let's go

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ur pov
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If it weren't for the whirring noise coming from the fan sat atop the desk, you'd probably be asleep by now.

I mean, how could you stay awake? You were oh-so graciously booked double tonight, so right after your shift as a  waitress at a high-end restaurant got done, you headed straight to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza for the security guard night shift.

It's not necessarily a hard job to do, but it is boring as you aimlessly sit at a desk from 12-6 am, occasionally glancing at the security monitors and checking on the dormant animatronics.

You glance at the clock- 1:47 blinks back at you. How has it only been 2 hours??

Your train of thought gets interrupted as you hear a door slam shut and quiet footsteps down the hall.

Your first instinct is to, of course, dart your eyes to the monitors, as the bit about the animatronics getting "a bit quirky at night" has been silently swarming your mind ever since you listened to the job introductory tape.

You were fairly surprised (but tremendously grateful) to see all of the animatronics still posed on the stage, just as they have been since you'd arrived.

But that still brings the question: what was that noise?

you decided to sit still, deciding that ultimately, it's up to whatever God there is to decide if you live or die.

God must've been on your side tonight because not only did you not die- you also would end up seeing stars.

(ok enough with the foreshadowing)(also that was really cheesy and horrible)

footsteps grew closer to you - human footsteps. the cameras in the hallway were too blurry to make out exactly who it was, but it seemed to be a male.

before you could register what was happening or configure any sort of plan in case this man was a murderer, he appeared in the doorway.

your head snaps to him, and your jaw figuratively drops.

you weren't a whore (except on the weekends) but you were ready to put your hair into a ponytail and drop to your knees right then and there.

you just wanted to touch him- feel him.

you wanted to feel his soft lips on yours as you passionately make out for hours on end.

you had a strange urge to sit on his lap as he runs his hands up and down your thighs.

you wanted to leave scratch marks on his back as he sensually makes love to you.

you wanted to whimper his name

fuck it, you wanted to him whimper YOUR name.

wait- but what his name?