Loud House Experience Chapter 7

Chapter 3

Me: I still need more help right now. I have a 0.08% chance of winning.

Warning Lemon

It started off innocently enough.

Gregory didn't mean to accidentally brush his fingers on one of Freddy's wires, he didn't even notice them protruding out of him at first. It was already pretty cramped inside the animatronic and he didn't have much choice of movement when he's being jostled and rocked round inside his chest, not because of Freddy being too hard but it's a very tense situation to really worry about him being sore from something so minimal.

Freddy's sudden buckle alerts Gregory immediately, a sharp gasp echoing in the chamber and rumbling against his sides. A warning flashes on screen whilst Freddy takes a few deep breaths, Gregory squinting at the text trying to decipher all the fancy weird technology language showing off some sort of error of some sort?

"Freddy? Are you okay?" Gregory asks when he gives up reading, pressing on the hatch softly like he was rubbing his stomach soothingly. Was there another upgrade he needed to get for him? What else does he need? "Do you need me to get out for a bit? I think I'll be okay hiding for a bit if you need a breather."

"N-no, no… it's fine, superstar, don't worry about me!" Freddy reassures frantically, walking over to a random corner near a lone charging station. "You bumped into one of my wires, it kinda tickled me so I just need to relax a bit after that. Dangerous stuff, y'know?"

Out of curiosity, Gregory turns to the side to see a mixture of red, green and blue wires just barely peeking out of his chamber. It must've been ajar from the last upgrade with adding Chica's voice box, he was too stressed from remembering how to attach and test the parts that he must've forgotten to cleanly put all the wires back.

He should help push them back, that's the only reason he makes while he reaches out for the wires again, hardly even touching one before Freddy shudders onto the wall. Leaning against the wall, his breathing growing haggard while clutching at his chest, Gregory raises an eyebrow from how immediate his reaction is, purposefully dancing his nails across a red one while he waits for Freddy to stop shaking.

"G-gregory? What a-are you doing?" Freddy questions with a raspy throat, the voice box crackling at the ends of his sentences. Gregory chooses now to firmly grasp the red wire in his tiny hand, the animatronic falling to the ground on his knees as his legs give out from the stimulation. "G-gregory s-stop-!"

With a simple twist of his wrist, Freddy cuts himself off with a harsh moan garbling out of his mouth. It felt twinged with both pain and something new, Gregory couldn't help but reach out for a blue one before gently squeezing both wires in his hands, the only sense of childish wonder he felt ever since being trapped in this hellscape.

A smile graces his lips when another one tumbles out of Freddy, his hands moving on his own as he lightly rubbing and teasing the wires in his hands, "These really must be sensitive for you, Freddy. Do they really feel good when I do this for you?"

"Yes t-they really are sensitive- Hn… s-o that means you need t-to stop this, Gregory- Aahh!"

Freddy shuts his jaw closed to conceal as much of his noises as possible, the temperature of his machinery slowly growing warmer the more Gregory handles his wires. He's not tugging on them willy-nilly like most kids would do to the play area facilities in the daycare, Gregory knows how important these are to giving Freddy life. He is aware of how easily he could power Freddy down at any moment, or worse how quickly he could turn Freddy against him with one wrong move.

This is why he tones down his excitement, simmering under the ice as he dainty takes another wire between his fingers. Flexing his fingers around the green wire, he twists them attentively whilst putting a hand on the bottom of his chest cavity, wanting to feel every rumble and shake he's causing with simple movements. A sense of pride washes over him for being able to easily manhandle this giant animatronic bear from simple touches, a pleasant warmth spreading across his stomach and something stirring within his shorts.

"G-gregory…" Freddy cries out when Gregory pulls a little more harder than before, clawing at his chest plate trying to get it open in an attempt to stop this from going further. Gregory pays no mind to it as he continues to play with his innards more, rubbing his thighs together as he increasingly gets hotter the more into it he gets. "Gregory, c-come on… W-we have no time- Hng! N-no time for this-"

"I think we have a little time for this, Freddy," Gregory states plainly, stubbornly delving his arms further to grab at any more that he can reach. With utmost concentration, he manages to wrangle a lot more out to fiddle with, his eyes lighting up at the wide array of colours in front of him like a tangled version of several rainbows. "Just relax for me. We have until six, we can take a small break."

The growing sensation of frustrated heat pools, Gregory looking down to find something tenting out of his own shorts. To avoid staining ever further, he quickly starts to shimmy out of them and put them aside, his cock standing up tall and leaking something white at the very tip of it all. This must be what's causing him to feel so warm all of a sudden, Gregory has never felt anything quite like this before.

It's twitching in interest whenever he grips at Freddy's wires, looking at them and darting his eyes back down onto his dick. A lightbulb goes off in his head as he slowly brings the wires down closer to him, biting down on his bottom lip as the cold insulation hits his hot skin, the difference of temperature making him let out a little gasp.

"What i-is that, Gregory?" Freddy's voice gets even more mangled from the shock, Gregory can imagine his eyes widening and shining those blinding lights in several flickers like whenever he runs towards him when he's in trouble. "This is r-really not s-something someone your a-age would be doing!"

Gregory huffs from being infantised, he is clearly much more mature than any other kid with all other things considered happening before this, "I am just as mature as you are, Freddy! I got you a voice box thinking I could've been caught doing it! Trust me… I know what I can and can't do."

In a fit of childish frustration, Gregory grasps as much as he could of Freddy's wires and wraps it around his dick. He goes into a full body shiver as each wire throbs with life right against his veins, instinctively bucking into the coils of Freddy and moaning louder from how good it feels. It's almost like they're clinging onto him tighter, a slight look into Freddy's own feelings that burns with every thrust of his hips into the wires.

Freddy is no different from Gregory, trying to close his mouth shut but the sounds still echo inside the endoskeleton. He can hear every moan and groan coming out of his voice box, a small desperate 'Gregory' making him still his hips for a moment as he feels a harsh pulse travel from his crotch to the very tip of his cock, digging his nails into the metal flooring of his chest cavity from how absolutely wonderful it felt.

Hearing his name uttered that way, Gregory has to stop himself from drooling as he continues to move his hips into the coils, "Say my n-name again, Freddy… please… I like hearing you say i-it that way…"

"G-gregory…" Freddy sounds so wrecked like he's out of breath, it spurs Gregory's pae to grow more erratic. Some of the wire flay out from the sudden movements but he doesn't mind, chasing some sort of end goal to the pleasure he's been feeling. "P-please… You c-can keep going i-if you feel good t-this way…."

Gregory feels the anticipation of something snapping, driving himself towards it as he hunches over as much as he can to get into better position, unable to help himself from rolling out his tongue when he finds just the right way to thrust into Freddy's wires. He keeps wanting to chase, wanting the prize that lingers right in front of him while Freddy's gasps and cries of his name gets louder and louder in the cavity.

It finally tips over when he suddenly is forced to stop, a loud whine of 'Freddy' leaving his lips as something white pulses out of his cock, coating both the wires and the inner walls of Freddy while Gregory basks in some sort of hazy vision as ropes and ropes of it continues to make a mess inside.

"-gory? Gregory, are you okay?"

The softness of Freddy's voice starts to lull him to sleep, the energy seeping out of Gregory as he lies across in his own mess. He can't help but yawn and cuddle against the untainted wires, unaware of brushing his own lips against it as lets his eyes close, Freddy droning off in the background about letting him take a short break.

"Wake up soon, superstar. We still need to escape after all, together."