Ｍｏｒｉｂｕｎｄ|| w. afton x reader

♔Here I lie along with my dignity♔

"Here we are again, just me and you, right comedian? With your knife and that flash-"
"Haha, you're precious Y/N!"
"And you're taking my fucking victims and you've interrupted me!"
I huffed and just wiped the sweat off of my forehead as I slid down the wall and towards the floor.
"Tired?"
"Fuck off, Afton," I flipped him off.
"Surely, you don't mean it."
"But I do," I smiled up at him.
His smile faded.
"You're such a brat sometimes."
I laughed.
He crouched down to look at me.
His clean hand cupped my cheek, causing me to stop laughing.
"What?"
"Nothing."
"You sure?,"
I pulled his hand away.
"Mhmm."
I stood up and took my dress shirt off.
It's too fucking hot in here.
"You're still on company grounds, so I might have to report you for that."
I rolled my eyes.
"Go ahead sweetheart. It's just us and no toddlers, or Scott."
That sounded gay, oops.
I felt my face go hot.
William just laughed, thankfully.
I couldn't imagine fucking this man, he's odd plus they always say to never get your ass where you get your cash.
But he is who I look up to and I feel a certain way when I'm around him.

I stood up and made sure that the security footage from that day was clean.
"You're actually good at this."
"And you should stop doing this before I rat you out."
He sighed.
"I'm surprised no one else has found out."
"Are you worried?,"
I sat down in the old office chair.
"Not really. But no one can find out.
How did you though?"
"You look like you. And I have a knack for true crime. Annd I saw you lead that kid away just to never come back."
He chuckled.
"I'm hungry."
He sat down on the desk and rummaged through a booklet.
"What are you doing?"
He hummed and lifted his pointer at me.
"Geez, okay."
I rolled my eyes and wiped my sticky forehead once more.
They should at least invest in ac here. Pfft.
"Can I speak now Dave?"
I lingered on the last word.
"Wait what do I even call you? Do you want Dave or William?"
He circled something on the booklet and then threw it at me.
"We're close now, so just call me William."
He smirked.
I'm not gonna lie but that was hot as fuck.
I picked up the booklet.
"You want pupusas?"
"Indeed I do Y/N!"
He picked the phone up and started to order.
"Wow okay, just order for me I guess, it's not like I wanted anything specific anyways."
I wacked his head with the booklet and went to check out the ac system.
This was going to be a long shift if the ac unit is actually broken.
And it's only midnight.
I at least have Afton here and he's somewhat my idol.
Wow, my idol here with me.
I blushed.
I finally decided to take my mind off of William and brought myself to check the ac.
It was just off.
Scott, you cheap fuck.
I made sure that the vents were working as well, just in case I decided to smoke something or turn into a pyro.
I made my way back to the office, pep in my step and all from that William Afton appreciation moment.
I plopped down on the couch that Scott's cheap ass actually decided to get for us employees. But of course it's a used one. Probably has crusty fucking cum on it and what not.
I wonder if William likes cum?
Speak of the devil.
William walked over and plopped down right next to me.
I moved my legs a bit so that he would be more comfortable but ultimately just let them rest over his lap.
He folded his hands over my legs.
I smiled and let my head hang over the armrest.
What if I make an exception this once.
This man is a legend and he's my idol!
Oh. Fuck I think I'm getting hard.
I felt dizzy as I sat up.
William was looking at me.
"Huh?"
He smirked and pushed my legs off of him.
"You filthy boy."
"What?"
I looked down and ofuckingcourse.
There was my bulge.
"Shit!"
I pulled my shirt off of the hook that it was hanging on and draped it over my lap.
William turned to me, a look of what seemed like amusement in his eyes.
Oh you bastard.
"What were you thinking of?"
I felt panic arise in my mind.
If I were in Inside Out, my little mind people would be running around like headless chickens and alarms would be blaring.
I smiled and got up.
I sat down and started to flip through the cameras.
Can our food just get here please?
A few minutes of silence passed by until I heard him get up. I looked up from my word search and cams just to have the swivel chair face William.
He knelt down and placed both of his hands on either side of my legs, his fingers gripping me.
I felt that feeling again.
"Oh fuck you."
I tried to spin towards the desk but he wouldn't let me.
"What were you thinking on the couch?"
A different emotion clouded his eyes.
Curiosity.
"I'm not telling you."
He grinned.
"I make you hard don't I?,"
his grip on my legs getting tighter.
I closed my eyes and let a breath out.
He chuckled.
"Why hello there, old friend."
I opened my eyes and looked down.
Why must my dick fucking betray me?
I gulped.