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[sweetlovingfictionals]

“Want a try?” Monty’s southern accent brimmed from his voice box, a lit cigarette pressed between his thumb and thumb offering the stick to the human technician. Something that Mika hasn’t ever had to pleasure of is trying smoking. Not in Mika’s interest. Though, he’s been staring at the animatronic Gator enjoying himself with a can of Fizzy Fazbear soda of Monty’s delicious Brand flavor. Lemon Lime. Weirdly like Sprite but more intensified with the fruity citrus flavor. Maybe Mike had been having heart eyes over his boyfriend for the last the minutes whilst ‘maintaining’ to Monty in replacing old parts while Monty relaxed. It wasn’t a huge procedure. Just a few bolt replacements and sprucing the endoskeleton.

Though, it didn’t help to that he’s been staring and glancing up every now and then. Relaxing on the couch with Mika’s tools next to them. And it didn’t go unnoticed by the animatronic. A pleased smile left his maw. Mika had a very addictive personality. So; Mika was always nervous to start smoking cigarettes. But… this is a offer of a gift from Monty. To have his taste from his tongue and breath. A small fluster at the idea of being able to taste him through the base of the cigarette where he sighs in deciding to it. He would slightly bend up to take the cigarette from Monty, the smoke at the butt of it continuously wisping. Taking a good inhale of the taste of it, it was mixed. For once, the VERY slight citrus taste and tongue of Monty is in the cigarette. And yet, a small cough escaping them from the horrid taste. Thankfully Monty made it bearable. A small chuckle left Monty.

“You’re pretty damn cute, Punkin. How’d I taste?” Mika would shyly look at the floor. He always loved it with Monty teased them. It made them feel all warm. “Like heaven… and citrus.” A stick of the tongue out with a small raspberry. A gruff laugh. He would tease with a tail pressuring up against Mika’s arm. Lifting it up. “Good. Now Gimme.” He would outstretch his hand to take back the cigarette from Monty. A roll of the eyes. “You only had to ask babe.” Mika replies where he gave back the object to Monty, taking another inhale of his cigarette normally and leaning over to blow it down to Mika. “Love your taste, too. Sweet an’ lovely~” Mika inhale the second hand smoke, out of a desire to show Monty their love for him. “Careful, hon. Don’t wanna get you too worked up when I just replaced your parts.” Monty flicks a hand in dismissive. “Aaah, Don’ be like that. We’ll get back t’ playin’ together soon enough. Have a lil’ patience if you can~.” Mika scoffs. “Should be telling you the same when you can help but slap my ass in front of Freddy every so often.”

Monty would lean over again. “Jus’ makin’ sure he knows you’re mine, sweetheart.” Mika would close up the leg part to Monty where he would stand back up. “Give that a try. Should be more nicer on movement. But please do me a solid and don’t kick shit again. You kicked your couch over last time and that’s why you have a messed up leg.” Monty groaned. “Yeah yeah, don’ gotta tell me, Doctah.” Mika sits down next to him. “I’m serious. It gets expensive sometimes to replace your room AND your parts. You’re state of the art and I wanna make sure you’re all healthy for playtime too.” He purred pressing a kiss against his lips. Another taste of smoke and citrus. “Love you. Just wanna be sure you’re okay.” Monty purred back like a gator would. “Ain’ gotta worry about me, babe. I ain’ goin’ nowhere~.” Monty offers again after another inhale. “Want anothah? Just for good luck?” Mika nodded and took it again from him gently. “You’re always my good luck. Though sometimes your lusk is always pushing it.” Monty folded his arms. “Shush and enjoy Me.” Another inhale and blow. “I always do.”