Fnaf security guards x reader

Ch.15

(Flashback to like 2 chapters ago.)
You better look out Vincent, keep what you love close, because we're going to make you pay...

Sweltering sheets arose and out came a heavy breathing purple man, looking around, scoping his surrounding as if it would be his last. He managed to take in a deep breath, calming his lungs and stop the blood pounding through his lavender body. The voices he heard, they were them, the children, his victims. Sure he's heard some crazy things before in his mind, but this time they were warning him, telling him he needed to beware. White pupils danced across the room, scanning for something. Frantically he jumped out of bed and seemed to be searching for something lost. Items thrown one after another as he looked, not caring the mess he was making, the things he was breaking. He didn't care what he broke, he always got what he wanted eventually, no matter the cost.

He's thought about you often, about the way you act, the way you are, you're special to him and he was determined to make you his, but little did you know he's been watching you for a while, before you even worked at Fazbears. Like what the voices were saying, he needed to keep you close, or else you're going to be torn away to him. No one else could have you, you were his property, his possession,even if you knew it or not.

The other guards were trying to get close to you and try to whoo you with some of their charm, but he just couldn't have that. Time passed on as he searched until when shuffling through some clothes he found what he was looking for. Gripping it with his might, out from under the pile of cloth he drew a silver knife,shiny even under the dull light.
"There you are." He whispered to him self and tucked the sharp tool under his clothes where it could not me seen.
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Back to you and Mike
Two days had passed since you and Mike last talked. There was nothing, no 'hey,how are you'  or 'what's up?' and not one word about the date. What happened between you guys? Did you do something wrong? You decided to call him, because it seemed a little weird for him not to contact you after asking you on that date.
Ring,ring,ring,ri-
"Hello?" He answered
"Oh, hi Mike, it's (y/n)."
"(Y/n)? Why are you calling?"
"I just-, it just that-, I-..." you didn't know what you were going to say until you finally spit something out. "Why haven't we spoken? Did I do something wrong?" There was a pause of silence before anyone spoke up.
"No"
"No?"
"Yeah, no." He sounded sort of annoyed.
"That's not very clear, now why haven't we spoken? What happened?"
"Listen, (y/n), there's just been a lot going on in my life right now, and I think you're an amazing girl, but I just can't try to get in a relationship right now, I'm sorry. I just didn't know how to tell you, there was just so much anxiety because I really do like you, but I know I wouldn't be good to you."

You were speechless, you didn't know what to say, you could hear the faint sniffles from the phone.

"And I see how the others look at you, act around you, and more importantly how you act around them. It's easy to see you have feelings for all of us, and I just want you to myself, but the more I think about it, the more I realize how much better you are without me, I'm a mess. I don't deserve you, you are just so special." It was obvious he was crying now, you could hear how broken he sounded over the phone, whispering little things here and there that you couldn't understand.
"Mike, calm down, please." That was all you could think to say. You tried to speak again, but there was a loud crash from down stairs. Slowly you got up from your bed and peaked out of your room, you were the only one home so you didn't know what could have made a sound that big. As your eyes searched you couldn't spot anything until something purple came into sight, it was Vincent. Your body froze, all you could remember when you saw him is what happened last time.
"Oh no" you whispered.
"What?" Mike said front the other line, you forgot you were still talking to him. Vincent immediately looked upstairs when he hear the talking, spotting you in an instant.
"There you are~" he chuckled and started to slink upstairs. You looked at him, he looked like more of a mess than usual, he clothes all ratty, his hair sticking out in pieces everywhere and heavy bags under his eyes. You thought you saw everything until you saw the glint of the knife he was bestowing in his hand. A shriek fled your mouth and you swiftly shut and locked the door.
"(Y/n!? What happened? Are you okay?" You heard Mike speak once again.
"M-Mike, I have to go." You said faintly.
"No, wait! What's going on, are yo-" you hung up.
Loud banging echoed from outside your door.
"Open up sweetheart, don't you wanna play?" He cooed
"Go away!" You yelled. The door handle started to jiggle and you prayed he wouldn't get in, but eventually he ended up breaking the lock. The door flew open and there stood Vincent with a crazed look in his eyes and knife in hand.
"Get on the bed." He said sternly. You didn't move, you were paralyzed with fear.
"Do as I say! On the bed! Now!" He yelled. You scramble over and sat in the bed, your heat feeling like it was going to pop out of your chest at any moment. He walked over to you.
"Take your shirt off." He instructed, pointing to knife at you. Almost immediately you tore it off, in fear he would hurt you.
"Good girl." He said and cupped your cheek with his hand, brushing his thumb over your soft skin. You started to cry, hot tears hitting his hand as he traced his face.
"Oh, baby girl, it's okay, you'll be fine, just do as I say and you won't get hurt." He smiled at you, looking almost sincere. You nodded, but still tears fell freely from your eyes.
"Okay now, lay down." You did as you were told and laid down on the soft blankets. Vincent sat next to you and began to trace his fingers down your stomach and then back up.
"Do you know how beautiful you are (y/n)?" He asked you as he continued to draw small circles on the sides of your stomach. You shook your head slightly side to side, he smirked.
"Well, to me you are the most beautiful and lovely girl, you know that?" He stopped tracing your tummy and placed his hand a little lower than it should be.
"And I want you (y/n), I want you bad." With in and instant he was on top straddling you.
He leaned in, his breath ticking the side of your ear.
"And I always get what I want." He whispered. Chills went down your spine and his hand made its way to the hem of your pants, trying his best to unbutton then with one hand. You squirmed around a bit, not wanting what he was doing.
"Stop moving." He said very strongly. He took his other hand and placed it on one of your breasts, giving it a tight squeeze. You gasped and the sudden move. Still hot liquid streamed your face. He stared to kiss your tears away, then made his way to your mouth, forcefully kissing you, brushing his tongue against your lips. He started to move his hips against yours, taking enjoyment of the fear in your voice as you pleaded him to stop.
"There's no need to be afraid, i'll be gentle, i promise." he whispered into your ear, his breath warm as he started to bite your neck. By this time you had stopped struggling as much and just closed your eyes in hopes what ever was going to happen would be over soon.

so um yea, i'm back from the dead, i haven't updated in like a couple months but um i'm back now so that's cool i guess.