Foxy's Pov
I was already disturbed with Toy Chica coming back, disgusted she tried to seduce me back to her, and now livid she won't stop rolling back to me everytime I kick her away.
She approached me further as I was about leave the laundry room, but she closed the door.
I already made it crystal clear before, do I have to right it on my forehead that I don't want her. This was childish and stupid.
I saw her run her hands through everyone's piles of clothes, stopping at me and Mangle's. She went into it grabbing my crimson red tank.
Pulling it from the pile, she held it ip to her face sniffing it. "Mmm, you always did smell good." She giggles and I sighed.
"Yeah because Mangle wore it last. Want to stop be a stubborn hardhead and give it to me?" I extend my hand.
Tot Chica smirked. "Oh you want it?" She smiled and swung around her head before rubbing it all around her body.
This was ridiculous and now I have to suffer through this until she gives me my and Mangle's shirt back.
Still think I'm paying attention, she spun around bending over rubbing my shirr of her butt, looking at me over her shoulder to see if I'm paying attention.
I'm not as I organize the clothes as an excuse to not look. "Mm, remember how I always stripped teased whenever we get back home? Mmm, you couldn't resist yourself." She said and I can see from the corner of my eye, she was trying too hard as she stood up wrapping my tank around neck like a snake.
"And you couldn't keep your hands off me.." She smirked at me and glared at her.
"That's probably because you forcefully glued my hands to you.." I said and she chuckled finishing we slutty dance throwing me my tank finally.
"Good. Another reason to wash it thoroughly because it's soiled.." I sighed putting it back in the pile.
"Or just another reason of denying you miss this body of mine." She licked her lips at me slowly unbuttoning her top, and I wasn't gonna stand for it.
"I doubt it. Now, I'm leaving." I was walking about to move around but she blocked my way movibg her face too close to mine. "No, I don't think you want to. You're just denying your pleasure for me."
"Toy Chica, you need to-" I was cut off as she had pushed back against the wall next to the dryer. "What the fuck!?"
Back in the garage...
Mangle's Pov
I had unscrewed the first two tires on the front. And was still annoyed with my douchebag of an ex, Springtrap, googling over me. I can't stand the fact that lurking at me with those eyes of his, will make me attracted to his disgusting self.
I will never be interested in his glance ever again. All I'm interested in is fixing this dumbass car. That way I can go back with a comfortable living with my man and him loving all over me as I love all over him.
I stand up to walk over to one of the boxes sent in. But I could see Springtrap go through my mini fridge. God, I could just throw a wrench at his head and keep throwing until his gets a big ass knot.
He take my last beer and I sigh cutting the box open in silent anger. I hear him opening the beer and walk towards me. "Mm, you were always good in handling the curves. Especially, with Your two tires.."
I didn't even want to ask what he meant by my tires as I know he's looking at my ass. Pull out one tire facing him catching him quickly taking his eyes off my ass and look at me. "And you were always good in a being a sleazy peeping tom."
YOU ARE READING
A Pirate's Love
FanfictionFoxy x Mangle love story. Foxy and Toy Chica have been dating for a while, but Toy Chica wasn't a good girlfriend. She was always greedy and flirted with every guy. Everyone knew she wasn't good for him, but didn't say anything. Mangle comes to Fred...