Stanley x Narrator smuts

Slippery sex~

Note: This story is NSFW. It takes place inside the Parable.
Stanley is male.
CW: shower sex
Enjoy~
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The Narrator was copying some files. "Stupid hunk of junk." He grumbled and hit the copy machine. It spit out black ink on The Narrator's coat. "ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!" He kicked the copy machine. "HUNK OF JUNK!" He stomped away.

The Curator watched it unfold. "Narry! Come here!" She walked up to him, her heels knocking on the floor. She put her hand on his shoulder and he turned around sharply. "Calm down Narry. I can wash your coat." She calmly spoke to calm him down. He sighed and leaned his face on her shoulder. She was taller than him by a few inches. They were high school friends. "You've always been a big baby." She sighed and rubbed his back. "Go get yourself cleaned up and deal with your coat. I think you're due for a shower anyways. You have greasy hair." She rubbed his head. "Yes I know." He muffled in her shoulder. "Go clean up. I'll bring you some clean clothes, you dum-dum" she teased. She was always the smartest one.

The Narrator went to shower after he gave The Curator his coat. Once he got undressed and into the shower he sighed when the warm water hit him. "Ahh.. much better.." he said to himself. He was cleaning up until he heard footsteps. "Hm?" He peeked out of the curtain. "Weird.. thought I heard footsteps.." he mumbled.

He shrugged and went back to showering. After a few minutes he heard the footsteps again. He tried to ignore it. Before he was done, someone walked into the shower. The Narrator looked and saw a completely nude Stanley. He blushed to the point his face was almost completely red. Stanley pinned him to the shower wall and got wet also. "Hey~" he whispered. "S-Stanley?" Narrator whispered. He felt Stanley's hands exploring his body. He squished his sides and caressed his thighs.

"So warm and so soft~" Stanley whispered. He grazed his hand over The Narrator's dick. "Stanley~ it's sensitive~" he huffed. Stanley slowly started to jerk him off. "So hard~" he went faster. "Stanley!~ s-slow down!" He gasped. Stanley got onto his knees and peppered kisses on The Narrator's thighs before giving small licks to his dick. Narrator shuddered at every lick. "Leaking pre-cum already?" Stanley chuckled and took his dick into his mouth. He sucked and gagged from how big The Narrator was.

"Ah~ mmmh~ ah fuck~ sloppy mouth~" Narrator drooled. Stanley gave Narrator a secret surprise by fingering him. "AH!~" the man jumped.

Before he could cum, Stanley got off and pulled his fingers out. "Stanley!" He whined. "You're such a bottom." He teased. He stood up and pressed his body to Narrator's body. "You're so squishy~" he whispered. "You're embarrassing me." Narrator mumbled. "I thought a braggy British guy like you would be dominant~" he spanked him.

Stanley tried to lift The Narrator up. "D-Don't! We'll fall!" Narrator panicked. "Hmmm." Stanley turned The Narrator around and pushed him to the shower wall. His face pressed against the cold tile as he tried to move. Stanley slowly pushed inside The Narrator's ass.

"Stanley~ fuck~" he pleaded. Stanley bottomed out and moved his hips slowly. "Ow.. did you even use lube?" Narrator hissed in a breath. "I used soap." Stanley was gentle. "Then b-be gentle." He mumbled. "You mumble too much." "I do?" "Yep"

Stanley pulled out and grabbed a small bottle of lube. He lubed himself and pushed back in. "Better?" He held Narrator close. "Mhm~" The Narrator couldn't focus since Stanley's cock was basically rubbing against his g-spot. Stanley started thrusting gently. "H-Harder!" Narrator begged. "With pleasure~" Stanley went faster and with every thrust a wave of heat shot through The Narrator's body. "S-STANLEY!! FUCK!! POUND MY BRAINS OUT!!" He was loud.

Stanley wrapped his arms around Narrator's chest and thrusted harder. "N-Narry~ fuuuck~ I-I'm gonna~" he grunted and bottomed out. They both moaned loud and came at the same time. It was so much that Narrator's stomach got a bit bloated from the cum. "Stanley~ how can you cum so much~" he huffed as they calmed down. "I ask myself that~" he huffed. They cleaned back up and The Narrator took one of The Curator's pads and put it in his boxers so he wouldn't leak cum everywhere.

Him and Stanley wore some comfy clothes with some slippers and walked to the employee lounge and relaxed.

When The Curator walked in to give Narrator his coat, she found the two fast asleep. The Narrator was cuddled to Stanley. She giggled and covered them with a blanket. "You two are goofs." She whispered. She hung up The Narrator's coat and turned off the lights before leaving.