The bear removed his fingers from your mouth once again, groaning loudly as you whined in protest. “Superstar..” He breathed, grabbing you and laying you on your back effortlessly. You gasped and looked up at him, your cheeks burning now. He looked down at you, bright blue eyes half closed. “Open,” Freddy whispered, shaking his head in mock disappointment when you opened your mouth.
He reached down and spread your legs, keeping eye contact with you. When you tried to look away, his hand grabbed your chin roughly, forcing you to keep your eyes on him. “No,” He growled, using his other hand to pull down your jeans.
