#roxanne wolf smut

[peachie-bumblebee]

you so need to rewrite those fics you mentioned in the 3some head cannons. They sound so good omg.

you know what? here you go.

I’M SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG, BUT IT’S LONG ENOUGH IT MADE MY IPAD LAG SO HOPEFULLY THAT MAKES UP FOR IT!

ANIMALISTIC- REWRITE

ROXANNE WOLF X AFAB GEN!READER X MONTGOMERY GATOR

NSFW MINORS DNI

You wanted them, and by god, they wanted you.

CW: PRIMAL PLAY, FEAR PLAY, A BIT OF DUMBIFICATION, BREATH PLAY?, SLIGHT PAIN PLAY??, SUPER TINY ONE THING OF BLOOD PLAY, MARKING, JEALOUSY, THEY’RE MEAN BUT YOU LIKE IT, DEGRADATION, READERS A BIT OF A MASOCHIST, A BIT OF EDGING, THIS IS ALL JUST KINDA SELF INDULGENT AND CRAZY, TEASING, SLIGHT CUM PLAY???

You were Monty’s. That much was a guarantee.

You had been Monty’s from the moment he first laid his eyes on you. You had been at one of the shows with your college friends who had come back to town to reminisce about the good old days. They had gotten entirely wasted and left you there alone; alone and beautiful, and he knew from the moment he saw you in that crowd that he had to have you.

Of course, Roxanne was watching too- but Roxanne has always been far more patient than Montgomery.

Montgomery had approached you after the show late at night- you were hanging against the wall, and when you turned he stood there, hovering over you by several feet. He was breaking the rules by seeing you- and fuck, you loved a rule breaker.

That was over 8 months ago, and you’d never been happier- or more satisfied in all the meanings of the word. Monty wasn’t always the best with softness or with remembering details- minor things to you, really. But if there was one thing that Monty always delivered on, it was sex. You’d fucked on the vanity, against the window, in the Monty Gator Golf pool. He even ate you out on the middle of the stage late at night. You two had probably had every kind of sex you ever thought of having.

Except for one thing. The wildcard. The Roxanne Wolf. You weren’t stupid. You knew how she looked at you, and you knew that she and Monty were close- extremely so. It’s not like you minded it. Not at all; and you knew that your overprotective boyfriend knew too. It was an unspoken oddity of your relationship. If it had been anyone else, he probably would have flown off the handle. But Roxanne and you shared stolen glances, and her nails traced your hipbones as you passed down a tight corridor, and you were sure that was all it was ever gonna be.

So when they sat you down and proposed this- you had been taken aback. Your first thought had been that Roxy was just bored and wanted to hang out with you and Monty. After Monty patted his lap and told you to sit, you figured it was going another direction.

But not this.

Never this.

And god the adrenaline was racing through you.

They had explained it casually, toothy grins on their faces as they took you in.

Tomorrow night.

Chica’s Maze.

A game.

The rules would be simple.

You would start in the middle of the maze. You would find your way to the start or to the exit. That technicality didn’t bother either of them.

You would have a 5 minute head start. The time would be displayed on the wall for you.

It would be dark- but not pitch black.

You would be naked.

If you found your way out before they found you- you could have anything you wanted. And that meant anything at all. From either of them.

Roxanne had looked at you very pointedly when that part was discussed.

If you were caught- then they would do anything they wanted with you.

The offer had sent heat pooling down your spine. You’d done so much with Monty, and so little with Roxy.

So why not play?

“Of course”, he had reassured you, “we’ll level the playing field for you.”

The maze was always a rotating map. Neither of them would have the chance to memorize any path to find you on. And they wouldn’t camp out at the start or end- you had their word. Monty and Roxy would be wearing heavy bracelets around their ankles and hands- something to weigh them down a little. There would be forgiveness as well. If you were caught once, then you could continue on with a handicap. Something non-specified. A slap on the wrist before the real loss. They wouldn’t elaborate when you asked.

“What about your eyes?” you had asked Roxanne.

She got a certain look on her face then, one you couldn’t quite put a finger on.“That’s why you get the five minutes.”

So here you were now- the middle of Chica’s Mazercize. Monty had led you to the spot in the middle with strict instructions to close your eyes the whole way; tempting not to follow of course, but it’s far too exciting of an experience to waste it over breaking a rule as small as that.

Monty slides a cold claw down your front, wrapping the pads of his fingers around your nipple and giving it a small tug. At your slight moan, he chuckles and gets close to your ear.

“Count to 30 seconds before you open your eyes, m’kay?”

The cold air on your bare skin makes you bristle- along with something else.

“Okay.”

A ghost of a cold kiss is pressed against your cheek. “Good luck, baby.”

And with that, he leaves, the whirring of his gears fading into the distance.

As you count down, your worry your teeth between your lips, shifting your weight from side to side. This whole thing is crazy. You’d done a lot of crazy shit, but this- this is fucking crazy. But you were gonna play this game. You wanted to. You wanted them, and by god, they wanted you.

The only thing you weren’t sure you wanted was to win.

Time’s up.

Slowly, as if expecting something to jump out at you, you peel open your eyes at the maze before you. One by one, the lights shut off, creating a rapidly approaching darkness as the walls change and shift around you. Your breath catches in your throat as new pathways emerge and change before your eyes before settiling in four directions. The ground your standing on shifts as well- spinning you slowly for couple of rotations so you can no longer keep track of where the start and the end could possibly be.

North.

South.

East.

West.

You are hopelessly, helplessly lost as the final light flicks off, submerging the maze in a faint pink glow.

You have no idea where to go.

The thought makes you throb.

Above you, a giant red clock turns on to exactly 5:00. 5 minutes. 5 minutes to decide what to do- where to go.

North couldn’t hurt. North always seems to be the right answer in the stories; and really, how complicated could the maze be? It wasn’t designed to contain anything more than some casual paying guests. Maybe, you smile to yourself, you’d get out before your head start was even over. The two animatronics would be at your beck and call.

You step as quickly as you can without running down the pathway, pondering what you’d have them do to you when it hits you. Quite literally. Before you is a wall.

Left or right.

That small bubble of confidence within you begins to deflate- but the feeling between your thighs only gets worse.

4 minutes left.

You go right.

Within what feels like seconds, you hit a dead end.

A sweat starts to build on the back of your neck.

You go back down the way you came from, heading left this time. Your speed is picking up pace as you keep your eyes trained on the clock, watching valuable seconds of time circle down the drain.

Left. Right. Left. Straight.

You should have a strategy. If you pick straight enough times, will it lead you to the edge? Or was this map designed with that idea in mind?

Strategy. Strategy.

The seconds continue ticking away.

1:40 left.

Shit.

Pick left, then left again. Then pick right twice. It should lead you in the pattern of a square-like zigzag, and even if you hit the wall, you could use that as a guiding path. Right?

Right?

“One minute left!” The prerecorded voice of Chica spills over the maze from speakers, telling you that yes, you do indeed have 60 seconds to come up with a real plan on how to win this.

If you still want to win this.

Maybe that’s why you didn’t plan.

Your heart is hammering in your chest as the final seconds begin to tick away, the sound of a clock matching the beats of your feet into the ground. Strategy can no longer just be about how to get out. It now has to include how to stay hidden.

You’re trapped in a maze with two predator creatures- one built for speed, one for strength. They’re both taller than you. You know for a fact that Monty could easily toss you in the air if he wanted. You’ve heard rumors about the exact bite force of Roxy’s jaws. They’re smarter, equipped with the most modern technology in the world.

And Roxy can see you.

You just don’t know from how far away.

Fuck, what are they gonna do with you if you win?

“Uh oh!” Chica’s voice fills the maze once again, and you look towards the ceiling right as the clock his zero and a loud buzz echos through your bones. “Looks like you’re outta time!”

You’re still- deathly still as a beat of silence fills the massive maze. The only sound is your blood rushing through your ears.

And then a feminine laugh filled with absolute anticipation echos down the metal walls.

She’s here. They both are.

You don’t know what makes your body ache in anticipation more- her laugh, or the lack of your boyfriend’s.

They are two animalistic creatures made to hunt, and tonight, you are their prey.

It’s not about pure speed anymore as you go down your preplanned pathway. You’re trying to be as silent and as quick as you can be at the same time, which proves difficult.

You take a left.

The turn around the corner makes your stomach drop in fear and arousal as your eyes try to desperately find some hint of either of their presences. There’s nothing- and it’s relief and dread and ache that floods through you at the same time.

Keep going straight until you find another left.

Every sound in the maze makes your heart seize- but you’ve never felt more alive. Every pin drop, every settling noise of the pizzaplex has you stifling your own gasp of trepidation.

You find another left.

And someone is there.

It’s just a split second of danger recognition- their back is turned to you, and there’s so much adrenaline flooding through you that you don’t even know who it was. You just run.

As fast as you can, you turn back from where you can, your strides stretching as far as they can. You make the decision to dive behind another corner before you even register that there is one- it’s nearly an inperceptible slit in the walls- and as you hit the ground, you realize you’ve found the jackpot.

It’s a false wall. Made to confuse the customers- maybe scare actors stay there during the halloween season- you don’t know and quite frankly, you don’t give a shit. You crawl backwards on the floor until you’re flush with the farthest corner of the hiding place. You slap your hands over your mouth to try to quiet your breathing, eyes squeaking shut as the telltale footsteps inch closer.

It’s your boyfriend.

And he’s looking for you.

His heavy footsteps thunk into the metal floor and you squeeze your hands even tighter over your mouth.

“Baby?” His voice travels straight to your clit and you barely hold back a noise that’s pure animal-like need. You’re not thinking straight. The walls are spinning. Your pussy is throbbing.

He whistles low and slow as he walks right by.

And then he stops.

How much can he hear?

You stop breathing.

“Come on out for me, baby.” His voice is tensed with electric adrenaline, breath hissing through his mouth. “I can hear you.”

And you know he could. Monty has incredible hearing- better than you, certainly. And he doesn’t have bad eyesight- but certainly not Roxy’s.

Don’t find me. Don’t find me.

You manage to stay completely quiet, the need for oxygen burning in your lungs.

He keeps moving as your chest shakes, rounding some far off corner. You continue holding your breath as long as you can before you allow yourself to breathe as slowly and silently as you can.

Monty was going to be pissed.

The thought almost made your eyes roll back in your head.

After a few more moments you shakily stand and make your way to the exit of your hiding room. Your elbows are slightly bruised and scraped from your dive- but the ache is nothing compared to the building one between your legs. With one last glance around, you tiptoe out back onto the main path. That was close. Too close.

A part of you wonders what would have happened if he caught you just then.

Would he have pinned you down? Called Roxanne over? Given you whatever handicap you deserved? Or would he have simply picked you up right then and fucked you against the wall?

Turning in the opposite direction from where Montgomery went, you continue your strategy from before the close encounter. But as you continue walking, you lose more and more track of where you had first bumped into him. In the thrill of the chase, you had completely lost your bearings.

You continue going straight.

And then take a right. This pathway of the maze curves- perhaps this is the entrance to the maze, some kind of a lead-in.

You wall down the looming halls as it spirals into a circle. Your speed picks up along with the curves, getting tighter and tighter until a wall comes into sight in front of you.

There’s a sign there- a cartoon Chica with a frown on her face.

“Dead End!”

You only realize your mistake too late. Without notice, one second to the next- there she is. Her eyes are gleaming in the darkness, shining with hunger- shining at you. You gasp, the sound catching in your throat as you freeze. Roxanne is on you in seconds- no chance for you to even think about escaping. With a single hand she pushes you into the wall, squeezing your throat in her grasp. You can still breathe- but the intended effect is strong. She’s inches away from your face and smiling as you squirm under her, your hands grasping where hers lies on your throat, yet making no attempt to pull it away.

“Found you.”

Roxannes voice is husky with victory and lust.

Just as you get your bearings under her palm, she flips you so that your cheek is flush with the wall. You gasp as she moves up behind you, tracing your skin with a single pointy claw.

“You’ve been proving much more slippery then we initially thought. It’s almost impressive- is it a skill of yours, or just luck?”

To punctuate her words she softly curls her spare hand around your hipbone, her pinky finger drifting low enough to almost graze at your pussy slit. You let out a shuddered heave of a gasp when the very tip of her claw just barely touches your clit.

She cocks her head a little, making a false click of sympathy at your desperation. “Looks like it’s more like beginners luck.”

Roxy finally releases the back of your head from it’s pinned place. Instead, she smoothly- yet quickly- presses your chin up so that your head is arched back into her chest. Her thumb grazes your lip and presses just barely before a single drop of blood wells up.

Her hand moves down to fully cup you, and something inside of you breaks. You rut up into Roxy’s hand hard before you can even realize you’re doing anything. She stops it before it even starts, harshly hiking her hand up and away and grabbing the hilt of your chin in her hand.

“Ah ah- nope. Not yet. The rules say you get your handicap now.”

A whine from somewhere deep in you finds it way out your throat. Roxy chokes on her little laugh just slightly.

“Don’t push it. I’d use your mouth right now if I knew your boyfriend wouldn’t throw a tantrum- oh fuck, he’s gonna be so pissed when he finds out I got to you before he did.” The wolf laughs a little again before taking something out from behind her.

She wraps something long, black, and silky into her fist.

It’s a blindfold.

You were never meant to win this game at all.

With a swift hand, Roxanne ties the dark fabric around your eyes. It’s not even see through enough to see 5 inches in front of you, nevertheless 5 feet. The pitch blackness rule is clearly out the window. There’s no chance of your eyes even adjusting.

If before you were a rat in a trap, you are now the cheese.

Roxanne hums as she ever so slightly presses your body into the wall with hers. “Let’s hope that good luck of yours doesn’t run out.” She rocks against your ass once- just a tease of a grind, really, but the act makes you clutch her arm in desperation anyway.

“You have another five minutes to get going again- but I suppose you won’t be able to tell how much time had passed until our friend’s voice comes over the intercom, isn’t that right?”

Your voice breaks as she rocks again, even less so this time. “Please. Just take me now.”

“Are you saying you want to stop?”

“No i’m- i’m ready.”

“We’re not.”

Clearly, they want to play with their food.

“See you soon. Listen for your one and only’s reaction for me, won’t you baby?”

With one last cup of your ass, Roxy slips off into the unknown void that surrounds you.

A part of you just wants to slide down the wall and wait for them to realize that you haven’t moved an inch- but god, where’s the fun in that? You’re a player in a game you were doomed to fail- but you know just as well as they do that what comes in your failure is benefit. And part of the fun is the chase.

You’ll play your part.

You know they’ll play theirs.

Blindly, your trail your hand down the wall as you walk, quickly navigating yourself back down the spiral dead end. You’re just about to exit what you think is the beginning of the spiral when you hear it.

A growl, dark and deep and deliciously pissed off rumbles throughout the maze.

Roxanne was right- he really isn’t happy that she found you first.

You wonder what that means for you.

The thought only makes you move faster, adrenaline coursing deeper through your veins. You don’t know how much time you have left, but you’re gonna use it to the best of your abilities. You just have to hope you’re moving further away, not closer.

Will they hunt together now? No- Montgomery will be much too furious for that. Unless Roxanne makes him. Clearly, she has some kind of control over him that you’ve never known about; their own personal cat and mouse where both are the cat. Contrary to the animals they’re based off of, Monty’s blood runs hot in a hunt. He’s all force, all blind desire to take what is his. Roxanne appears to run cold- a deadly stalker in the night. She’s speed and strength and skill.

No matter their hunting plan, you’re royally fucked.

You race as fast as you dare down the pathways, taking lefts and rights like you know nothing- a part of you doesn’t. You know nothing about where you’re going or where you’re headed from.

Before you know it, you have one minute left. You must once again take up stealth over fast travel- so it’s best to get as far as possible first. Your hands are your only guide as you take another trip down another curve, praying you somehow haven’t moved in a big circle.

Time runs out as it always does.

Either by some miracle you blindly stumble your way across your finish line, or they find you freakishly fast. You’ll take either option- but you’re not going down without at least trying.

Another left.

You jump as a creak squeaks off in the distance, slamming your feet into the ground as your heart hammers in your chest.

Nothing.

You move on.

After 300 some paces you take a sharp right at the end of the corridor. That right ends in a sharp corner that your finger skips slightly over, and your heart skips a beat at the possibility that you’ve defied all the odds. You take one step, then two- and then there it is.

A thunk.

Another.

There he is.

You turn on your heel and run from the sound like a wild animal, knowing it’s entirely a fruitless endeavor. Monty makes a noise- deep, guttural, angry, and it only spurs you on further. You smile with your teeth bared, sure that at any moment you will feel his hands scrape you up and off the ground.

Good.

But it doesn’t come.

Instead, a familiar hand grabs your throat from the front.

Roxy.

You hadn’t even heard her coming.

Monty comes up from the behind.

“I fuckin’ had it, you know.” He presses himself pulley behind you, roughly grabbing your hips as you gasp. You can feel his dick pressed against your back, painfully hard. You hear the sound of his teeth grating. “I had them.”

“It’s a shame I got to them first then.”

You realize now that they’ve been playing a game of their own.

“Just cuz you wrap your fuckin’ claws around their throat doesn’t mean shit, wolf.”

She clicks her tongue. “That’s not all I’ve done. Look closer.”

You tremble between them in the silence.

Slowly, Roxanne pushes your chin up to show your face to your boyfriend. The air is electric, tense. Your breaths are coming in in slight heaves as Roxanne tugs your bottom lip down with her claw.

She flicks the small bloody scab with the point of her talon.

“You fuckin’ marked them?”

You don’t need to see Roxanne’s expression to know its a smug one.

“Before me?”

“Oh well.”

Montgomery trembles behind you as Roxanne gets closer, still pressing your face to the sky. Her tits brush against your bare skin and you shudder even more.

“Maybe you should ask them what’s wrong, Montgomery. If you wanna have the honors.”

Your boyfriend isn’t used to being bossed around, not in any capacity. You’ve never done it before, never even seen it happen.

You feel his face lower towards yours. “I don’t need to ask. I already know.”

He pulls you away slightly from Roxy and presses a finger against your clit hard. Your entire body jumps as you let out a moan. “Fuck, Monty.”

“See how it’s my name they’re saying? How their body responds to me at a single fuckin’ touch?”

“Funny. Their body was doing something similar when I started dry humping them in the maze.”

And that’s the straw that breaks the camel’s back.

Everyone has a breaking point. The rules of the game state that you are theirs to do what they please with- and it seems that part of what they want to do is to out perform each other. You’re just along for the ride. Monty’s breaking point is knowing she got to you first.

You’re dragged away several feet by your boyfriends hands, the air around you moving to tell you that the wolf is in quick pursuit.

“Cmon, Monty. Don’t be jealous.”

“Shut up. Shut the fuck up.”

Roxy reaches out beyond you and places a hand on your boyfriend. “Take their pussy first. It’ll make you feel better.”

You gasp as Monty growls, putting you on something soft. You can’t understand what it is- it feels like a mattress, which makes no fucking sense because you’re in a maze- but before you can begin thinking about that, Monty starts crawling on top of you.

Your breathing catches in your throat as you feel his dick slap against your stomach, leaving a warm sticky smear on your skin. “Can I take the blindfold off?”

A pause.

“No. Not yet.” Monty’s hands are rough as he runs them down your sides. “You’ll get to see us when you’ve earned it.”

“But I-”

Montgomery cuts you off by squeezing your jaw shut in the palm of his hand. “I didn’t ask you, slut.” With that, he uses his free hand to push up your right leg over his shoulder. His cock now rests on your thigh, heavy and weeping. “I am not fuckin’ happy with you.”

His dick tells a different story, but you aren’t able to open your mouth to tell him that.

Like before, he presses a single finger on your clit hard- this time, his thumb. He’s tense with his jealousy and lust, breath coming out heavy. You keen as he starts moving his thumb in a circle, the coolness of his skin making you jolt.

“You are such-”

Roxanne cuts Monty off. “Stop arguing with them and start prepping them to take you already.”

“And why should I fuckin’-

“Cuz I get their mouth.”

Fuck.

Roxy walks over. “Can’t sit on their fucking face if you keep talking.”

You tremble even more as you feel her kneel behind your head. As she takes your chin as leans you back, Montgomery pinches your clit between two fingers.

“Fuck- mm- Christ, Monty-

He tugs a little and your hips buck up.

“Can I please, please see you both now?”

Roxanne hums, and her body whirs as she positions herself over your face. “Hm. I don’t know. Why don’t you ask him?”

You’re moaning, the feeling of him slightly kneading your clit between his fingers making you ache.

“Use your words. Ask him.”

You moan again, unable to help yourself. “Monty, Monty-

He lets go of your clit and the sheer ache of it makes you cut yourself off again.

“Can’t even fuckin’ ask me, huh?”

“Please.”

“What are you even askin’ for?”

You’re suddenly not sure.

Roxanne laughs. “That’s what we thought. Open your mouth. Tap a couple times on my thigh if you can’t handle it, okay?”

“Mhm.”

She squeezes your mouth open a little. “I wanna hear you say it.”

“Okay.”

“That’s good.”

And with that, she lowers herself onto your face. You know she’s restraining herself- if she really sat, she’d kill you, but the sheer thought of that sends even more arousal through you. Though she’s not using her full weight, she is certainly still on you.

She’s warm.

“Stick your tongue out for me.”

You do, and she groans, starting to rock herself against your tongue. You can only just breathe, and the feeling is making you pleasantly fuzzy as your senses are overwhelmed.

“Told you they’re good, aren’t they Rox?”

“Fuck.”

You stick your tongue out further.

“Jesus, fucking slut-” Roxy grabs your chest in her hand and tugs on your nipple. Your moan must send some kind of vibration to her clit, because she hisses through her teeth as you do it.

“You’re crazy for letting us do this to you, baby.” Montgomery pushes two fingers inside of you. “I’ve got such a whore on my hands, don’t I? Letting us do whatever we want to you. Slippery little tease.” Your hips involuntarily buck, but he’s far too strong for you to get much of anywhere. Your cry of pleasure can’t even by silenced by Roxy’s cunt.

And Monty is huge. His fingers are already thick enough to deliciously scrape against your g-spot without doing much of anything, and his fingers are nothing compared to how his dick feels inside of you. As he slides another finger inside of you, you can hear the wet squelch of your pussy.

Of course, you can hardly hear it over the muffling that Roxanne’s thighs provide- her legs are only just squeezing your head as she grinds deeper and harder on your tongue. You’re not in pain- no, you’re in ecstasy as you wrap your lips around her clit and suck.

As you use more pressure, Monty pumps his fingers in and out of your pussy. The intense moaning makes Roxanne toss her head back. “Whatever you’re doing to them, keep fucking doing it.”

It’s Monty’s turn to chuckle as he maintains his speed. Your moan hits a higher note as your involuntarily squeeze around him, and Roxanne cums all over your face.

Fucking christ.

After a few more rocks of her hips, the wolf climbs off your face and you gasp. Roxanne cups your face and wipes her fluids off of your chin before placing them in your mouth.

“Clean me off.”

You obediently lick her fingers clean with a whine, and she groans. “I think they deserve their sight back now, don’t you, Montgomery?”

He gives a sigh of false contemplation. “Did they do a good job?”

“Clearly.”

His grin is evident in his voice. “That’s my bitch. Go on.”

Roxy peels off your blindfold, damp with sweat and her juices. You blink as your eyes adjust to your surroundings, and you discover that your are indeed on a mattress in a corridor of the maze.

They must have set up spots to fuck you across it.

You groan as Monty and Roxy help flip you onto your hands and knees. Monty slips his fingers, now warm from your pussy, out of you and you whine at the feeling.

“Don’t complain. I’m gonna stuff you full of somethin’ in just a second.”

You don’t have words anymore- you’re exhausted from the chase, and it’s like your brain has totally lost all knowledge on what your vocabulary is. You just know that the ache between your thighs is unbearable, and that you’re drooling over your bottom lip, and that you just want them to fuck you.

Roxanne sits in front of you and takes your chest into her hands, rubbing and pulling on your nipples. You lurch forwards at her touch- which is when Monty starts rubbing his cockhead against your pussy hole.

“Oh, fuck.”

“Getting all excited over just me doing this? You really must have gotten all wet n fuckin’ ready for us, didn’t you?” Monty slaps your clit with his dick, smearing his precum all over you.

“Yes.” You don’t have it in you to be embarrassed anymore. “Need you. Need you both.”

They both groan at your pitiful response.

“What do you need us to do?” Roxanne stops pinching one of your nipples to cup your whole chest on that side.

Your boyfriend keeps gliding his dick across your clit, and you’re going goddamn insane because of it. “Touch me.”

“We are touching you.”

You’re gonna fucking cry if they keep on doing this game of verbal back and forth with you. You don’t have the strength.

You groan, cringing in on yourself slightly. “Want Monty to fuck me while you rub my clit and touch me- touch me all over.”

“That’s better.” Roxanne makes eye contact with your boyfriend. “Well? Whenever you’re ready.”

And with that, Monty bottoms out in you with one thrust.

No matter how many times you’ve taken him, you just can’t seem to get used to how fucking big his dick is. It’s long and thick and he’s always super fucking messy, and even though its by far not your first time doing it, it burns so fucking good as he pushes all the way in. You cry out, shaking as he gives you a moment to adjust.

Roxy slides her hands down and presses on your pelvis, causing your eyes to roll back in your head. “I can feel him all the way up there.”

You don’t have it in you to respond. You’re blabbering now as she catches your head from meeting the mattress. “Can’t- mm- fuck- can’t fucking take it-

“I know you can.” Monty shifts forwards a bit, somehow hitting impossibly deeper. “We know you can.”

You just cry in pleasure as he continues. “Tell us you want this. Tell us how bad you want this, or we’ll stop.”

No.

“I want- fuck, please, please, please I want this, I want you Monty, please, please-

He wraps his hands around your hipbones and starts thrusting, and the rest of the world snaps away. Roxanne picks your limp upper body up and readjusts you so that you’re kneeling at an angle and draped over her shoulders. You weakly grasp as her back, nails finding no purchase in her metal skin as your boyfriend fucks up into you. Nothing exists besides how good his cock feels grinding and pumping up into your hole- there’s just pure pleasure.

Roxanne slips a hand under your body and starts rubbing your clit while Monty continues to fuck you with a brutal pace. You can’t even moan, it feels that good- all that comes out of you is a squeak of a cry. You’re mouth open, panting out huffs of breaths as you cling to Roxanne like a lifeline.

“You didn’t tell me how pretty their face was when they got all fucked out.”

Monty has his head down, eyebrows screwed up and moaning as he fucks you. “Well, that’s your own damn fault for not realizing. Fuckin’ look at ‘em.”

You can see Roxanne looking at you through your lidded eyes, too drunk on pleasure to register her own expression of lust. “It is.”

You just lay there and take both of their actions, too overwhelmed with pleasure to do anything but moan. You’re sure the maze is echoing with the sounds of you and your pussy- fuck, there’s probably a little wet spot under you from his actions- and you just can’t seem to care.

Monty growls under his breath, taking his frustration out on your pussy. “Fuckin’ snuck past me, What the hell is that?- and tried to run from me?”

“m’- m‘sorry Monty-” is all you can reply with.

“Yeah, yeah, I know. I fuckin’ know.”

Before you even fully realize it, your orgasm is building in your lower stomach. They must notice some change in you that you can’t, because all of a sudden, Montgomery starts pounding into you faster. The change of pace would normally slow your climax down a little, but the swirl of Roxanne’s fingers feel so good that it picks right back up again.

The wolf laces her free hand through your hair, grounding you with slightly stinging pressure. “Just hold it for a little bit longer. We both know he’s close, don’t we?”

It’s true. He’s sliding in and out of you at a near extreme pace, his grip on your hips slightly too tight. If you could hear him over your own moans, you’d know he was nearly as loud as you.

“I can’t, I can’t, I can’t- please let me come, please-

Roxanne hushes you. “We know you can. Just be patient and hold it.”

You sob, clutching onto to her tighter than you thought possible.

Monty’s hips begin to stutter and he grabs the mattress, claws piercing the soft material. “Fuck, fuck, that’s it baby, keep squeezing me just like that. That’s right, that’s my good fuckin’ slut-”

You gasp, the last of your reasoning hanging on for those telltale words of permission from your boyfriend.

“You can cum now, cum for me, that’s it, let go-

Roxy firmly roots her claws in your hair, and with that, you cum.

You can’t even tell how long it really goes on for. It feels like eternities. Some part of you can hear your cry of ecstasy as you finally cum on his dick and her hand, but the rest of you is too caught up in the white hot pleasure coursing through your veins. Monty comes inside of you, his warmth flooding your lower stomach, and continues to hump his dick up into you well after he’s done so that you can ride it all out. You bounce on him too, unable to help yourself as your orgasm fades away.

When you come back to your senses, you’re in Monty’s arms as he holds you, Roxanne seating right beside. You’re covered in sweat, aching, exhausted- and extremely happy.

“You know. You were pretty damn close to winnin’, baby.” Montgomery tells you as you look around.

“Really?”

Roxanne smiles. “Couple more turns and you would have walked through the exit.”

You sigh, looking up at the ceiling, and then between the two animalistic creatures above you.

And you know to ask just one thing.

“So when are you gonna let me try again?”

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[veoleta]

The thought of Roxy being a power bottom

[security-breach-imagines]

Hi I saw your request are Open

Can I request yandere mont, Freddy, Roxanne x mom reader smut

Like the reader is Cassy mom in ( Cassy mom in Roxanne part) and in Freddy and Monty Part the reader is is Gregory's mom and they fall for them and want to make them theres and they do by breeding them and making them mother to their kids . And become mom/Dad to Cassy and Gregory

Please and thank you

And can I be 🦡

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Yandere!Animatronic x Milf!Reader

TW; 🔞 Yandere behavior, possessive, thoughts of a family together, breeding, biting/scratching, oral (giving and receiving), stomach bulge, semi public, Roxy has a d*ck in this story

Notes; I'm sorry I had to

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Roxanne

She already loves Cassie before meeting you she met her father but not you so when you arrived late for Cassie's birthday she instantly fell in love, telling your daughter that your work wanted you stay a bit longer then usual and handing her a gift that she wanted

Afterwards Roxy learns that you and her dad were divorced due to some disagreements mostly about how much time he spends more at work then at home with Cassie or her, the wolf falling more in love with you by the way you cherished your daughter more then work and now she has a bigger chance of being with you

When she does get that chance she's very calm and charming about everything she does when she's dating you, but Roxy will make sure everything between you, her and Cassie are alright even if that means threatening your ex-husband when he thinks or tries to get in touch with you or Cassie

She won't let anyone or anything get between her and her family even if it means her own friends, she doesn't care what they say about her relation with you or how she's behaving to others

Glamrock Freddy

When Gregory came back to the Pizzaplex all fine and healthy he couldn't help but cry seeing his Superstar again hugging him tight then hearing someone calling him, that's when he saw you the most beautiful woman he ever seen Freddy can't help but fall deeper when he sees how much you love Gregory his fatherly in high gear

Upon learning what happened prior to the event of that night Freddy learns that Gregory ran away when his father tried to take him away and hurt his mom in the process, the bear couldn't help but become enrage just hearing how much his dad hurt him and you all he wanted to do was tear him apart

He does everything to show how much better he is at taking care of Gregory and you all the while showing why he's a better choice then others, Freddy will promise to protect both of you from everything and everyone that dares to come close

If he ever meets the man that hurt his family Freddy will make sure that he never touches or even gets in touch with them, the bear will make sure that no one knows where he went or what happened only if they looked in the garbage disposal

Monty

The gator himself became quite protective of Gregory since then however when you came to pickup the little man from Monty, he couldn't help but become enamored at the sight of you and they way you held Gregory sobbing at how much you're sorry that you left him at the Pizzaplex

He couldn't help but feel deep affection for how motherly and loving you are not only towards Gregory but to other kids, even though he isn't great with kids he tends to help you out when the kids starts to get rowdy becoming smitten when you lovingly thank him

Never thought of himself as a family kind of guy but when you and Gregory came into his life everything changed for the better or worse, his friends noticing his sudden change but not in good light seeing how if anyone tried to get close to you he'll snap and threaten said person or give them a death glare til they back off

This is the one good thing that came from protecting you and Gregory and he's not planning to let it go anytime soon, even if that means disposing any and all obstacles

NSFW Below

Roxanne

When you finally put Cassie to sleep is the time Roxy strikes immediately getting you railed up as you try and clean today's mess in your shared home, however it's getting harder to focus when Roxy keeps teasing you via passing touches or her tail trialing up your thigh even though she promised to help cleanup without any distraction

After you're both done with your chores Roxy will carry you up to your room all the while leaving love bites and scratches all over your body not even making it to the bed yet, but by the time you do you'll be out of breathe at how skilled she is with her mouth and hands while avoiding the area where you want to be touched

Thank God that you have soundproof walls because the sounds you're making are euphoric Roxy could come from just your moans, that won't just do not until she has you under her until dawn telling you how she's going to make you hers over and over, gonna make sure everyone knows you belong to her and how she's going to make you a mommy again

Doesn't even waste time taking off your clothes just rips them off with her teeth and claws not caring if they're your favorites clothes or not, feeling her own clothes restraining against as she touches you the bulge in her pants not helping as you feel it poke against your thigh

Everything went by in a blur one moment on your back as Roxy eats you out then on your knees sucking her cock, then on her lap as she bouncing you, on all four as she leaves more bites and finally in a mating press as she pins you down while tearing up your bed. The wolf praising you for taking her so well cumming for fourth time tonight as she forced her knot inside you pumping you full, not pulling out until the morning wanting to keep her seed inside you

Glamrock Freddy

He had to hold himself back all day craving you wanting you under him as he takes you over and over but Freddy has to keep himself restrained until then, unfortunately it doesn't help with the way that you move your body and how even the simplest things he finds very attractive like putting away laundry and cleaning dishes

Even at work the temptations are so hard to resist when you wear the Fazbear uniform hugging every curve that he can see, but the most attractive thing to him is when you interact with kids seeing the way you treat as if they're your own just makes him want you more

Freddy couldn't hold himself back anymore and asked you to meet him in the back of FazerBlast where he'll rip off the uniform and tenderly touching you, always teasing you by avoiding the most sensitives areas making you beg for more

Taking his time eating you out as you cover your mouth from moaning even though the sounds and music of FazerBlast can be heard loudly even in the backrooms, Freddy will remove your hands saying that he wants to hear your beautiful voice even if it means he gets in trouble for it

Dragging your fingers down his back as he thrusts into you hard and slow taking in the scene infront of him with your disheveled hair and makeup, the outline of his cock inside you visible as he fucks you against the wall, cum dripping out as he does

Monty

Can't and won't hold himself back as he touches you at every chance he gets even if in public and in front of friends too as if telling them to back off, even to the point where he slides his under your clothes no matter how many times you push his hand away with a snarky remark

Whenever you're near Monty will get handsy with you for a moment then move on to what he was gonna do leaving you flushed and embarrassed as you try to straighten yourself out, he'll do it in front of the person you're talking with maybe he'll even cut into your clothes a little around your legs and butt as if telling them that you're his and his alone

Getting you alone was the hard part but it didn't prove to be too difficult when Cassie invited Gregory for a sleepover at her place then your work giving you a half day letting you come home earlier then usual, when you arrive home he'll tell that Gregory is at Cassie for the weekend and that you both have the house to yourselves

Monty doesn't waste time as he rips off your clothes and taking you every in the house on the table, the couch, in the hallway and in front of the window, grunting about how he loves you that you're everything, he's everything that you'll need from now on

He won't stop until he knows you're full of his cum changing positions every now and then from standing to sitting, suspending you in his arms so you have no control to letting you top him, then afterwards Monty will put a plug in you for the day or at least until he ready for another round

[fukamistea]

Trespasser (Montgomery Gator x Reader Smut)

✧˚ · . In which Montgomery Gator kidnaps you and... well, you know what happens next . · ˚✧

∆ This work has rape/non-con elements, so if you don't feel comfortable with it please don't read! Your safety and well being first! ∆

× Warnings: non-con, kidnapping, orgasm delay, vaginal sex, cunnilingus, blowjobs, forced orgasm, dom/sub dynamics, possessive behaviour, name calling. ×

Reader is afab and has a female body, although the pronouns are never specified.

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Once you realized the Pizzaplex was closed for the night while you were still inside, a shiver ran through your spine. It was foolish of you to close your eyes in one of the bathroom stalls, thinking that you would rest for just a few minutes; and it was even more foolish thinking that a janitor would find you and wake you up: after all, the majority of the crew was made of robots to save money and cut costs, of course they were gonna do a crappy job.

You were now breathing loudly, on the verge of a panic attack: many robots were patrolling the surrounding rooms with torches, ready to sound the alarm if they ever saw something unusual. You heard that the fine for breaking in inside a mall after closing time was high, more than you could afford... so you decided to sneak around, looking for the exit to flee before anyone could find you.

After an hour of searching you were still there, a way out was nowhere to be found and you were starting to grow tired of this place. You angrily stomped your foot to the grown, drawing the attention of one of the patrolling robots, that immediately turned in your direction, staring deep inside your soul with its white, empty eyes. Before you could do anything or hide, you heard a low growl behind you, getting closer and closer. Suddenly a metallic arm wrapped around your neck, starting to choke you until there was no air left in your lungs. You fought to remain conscious, kicking and punching your aggressor with both your legs and arms, but your eyes slowly began to close and your body went limp.

You faded into nothingness, a robotic laughter playing in the background.

When you finally woke up, you weren't inside the mall anymore: you were lying on a green couch inside a mysterious room that you had never seen before. You curiously looked around, your head hurting a bit: the walls were covered in a green wallpaper that had claw marks all over it, the curtains were also damaged in the same way. A neon star towered above you, glued on the ceiling, while a mirror on the side of the room reflected your image. All that green around you was making you feel nauseous, your head was dizzy and you still felt your neck hurting, the memory of being choked still vivid in your mind.

"You finally woke up, sweetheart." Growled the same raspy voice you heard before, and a green alligator with star-shaped sunglasses entered inside the room. It was Montgomery Gator, one of the most loved animatronics ever, the star of the show... after Freddy. "Well well well, what do we have here? A little trespasser."

"Oh my- my God, you're Monty!" You stammered, still not understanding what whas going on. "I'm so sorry, I- I don't even know what I'm doing in this room, I was just looking for the exit, I wasn't trespassing, I just fell asl-."

"Quit your blabbering, I don't care." He snarled, punching the wall in a fit and leaving the mark of his fist impressed on it. He was undoubtedly stronger than a common human, and also... angrier. "I don't care about why you're here, all I know is that you shouldn't be, because that makes you a criminal."

"I'm not a criminal, please let me go! Just tell me where the exit is and I will never come back again!" You begged while backing away until your back slammed against a wall. That animatronic had a really short temper and, considering the fact that he was also much stronger than you, you didn't wanna make him mad.

"Not how it works, sweetheart." Monty slammed both of his arms beside your head, trapping you against the wall. He smirked, silently glaring at you while enjoying the fear in your eyes. "You're a criminal and this is my home, this means that I can do anything I want with you. Kill you, torture you..."

"N-no, please... I swear I didn't mean to disturb you, I'm sorry..."

"Oh you're not sorry yet... but you will be, slut. You will be." Monty grabbed your shirt with his claws, easily ripping it apart. He did the same with your pants, leaving you with only your underwear on. "What an amazing body you have, it would be such a waste to simply let you go."

"W-what are you doing? Stop! Stop this, or I will..."

"Or you'll what, huh?" He teased you, toying with the elastics of your undergarments before snapping them and leaving you naked. "Call the police? Defeat me? Oh, you can't possibly think that a mere human like you would be able to even dent my metallic armor. Perhaps I should really show you who's boss."

Before you could even complain, the animatronic grabbed you with his arms, slamming you on the couch. He didn't even gave you the time to breathe; he was already on top if you, rubbing his body against yours. His metallic limbs were cold against your soft skin, he was using you like a toy.

"P-please... stop... I promise I won't tell anyone." Tears were already rolling down your cheeks as the gator started rubbing your clitoris with the aid of his leg, his robotic eyes filled with lust behind his glasses. You started to moan involuntarily, the animatronic was rubbing all of your good spots, taking you to your limit. "P-please Monty..."

"I like how you're moaning my name, sweetheart." Montgomery chucked, still rubbing your lower parts until he started feeling your juices on his leg. Proud of his work, he started licking between your legs, using his arms to hold your waist and touch your breasts. The feelings you were feeling in that moment were indescribable: he was licking you up with his long, slimy tongue that almost felt human. Perhaps to build it they used a material that was skin-like that made it look more authentic, but it was also weirdly wet like a human tongue... and rough. Extremely rough yet pleasant, it was making you moan like crazy, you couldn't even hold back your voice anymore, as the animatronic kept fucking and licking your hole with his tongue.

"Looks like you're enjoying yourself like a good whore. It's not fair if you're the only one having fun." Monty suddenly stopped eating you out, smirking in a sadistic way when he noticed your disappointment. Perhaps you wanted more? He got up, removing a metallic plaque from his crotch and tossing it to the ground, revealing his big, girthy erection. It was veiny and long like a human one, except that it had a greenish hue. The head was round like a mushroom, whoever made it knew exactly how to do it and did a fantastic job. "Do you like it? They gifted it to me to stop me from destroying my room after every concert. Now, instead of clawing the curtains and punching the mirror, I just enjoy myself."

"Y-you're disgusting." You said, your pussy still throbbing, wanting more of it.

"Oh, honey, stop pretending to hate me. You were practically begging me with your eyes to make you cum."

"I'd rather die than be with you. You filthy, disgusting monster. I really hope they decommission you as soon as possible, so I can watch your scraps decay day after d- HNGH!"

You couldn't even finish the sentence: Monty shoved his shaft directly into your throat, starting to face-fuck you as hard as he could. He grabbed your head with one of his clawed hands, moving it like a toy with each thrust. "Such a filthy mouth you've got. Now you're not bitching anymore, huh? It only took half my cock to make you shut up."

Monty shoved another inch inside of you, fastening his pace while you choked and gagged on his massive erection. Unable to fight back, you just surrendered to him as he slowly added more ad more inches, until his balls were roughly slapping on your chin. Your own saliva leaking through the angles of your mouth as the animatronic kept fucking you, each thrust sending an electric impulse right in his brain until with a big, final thrust he finally came, releasing a substance that was warm and thick almost like human seed. He kept your head in position to avoid you from wasting even a drop of his precious cum; fighting back was not an option, after all he was too strong for you to defeat.

"Good slut. Good slut." He praised you, finally letting you go. Once you were free, you started coughing as hard as you could, spitting all the seed that was still in your mouth mixed with your own saliva. You took a few deep breaths, finally filling your lungs after being used like a toy. Monty was watching you in amusement, his cock still erect like before he came. "You did a good job, but I'm still hard as you can see, and I'm afraid your mouth won't be enough this time."

"Please, I already did what you wanted, why won't you let me go?" You started crying again, tears kept forming in your eyes against your will. You wanted him to see you as someone strong, unbreakable, but right now you were just a mess covered in his cum, completely at his mercy and unable to fight back.

"Because you're just... delicious." He growled, pinning you against the couch, slowly positioning himself against you. He started rubbing his cock against your warm, wet pussy, sliding easily between your folds. A shiver of pleasure running across your spine as his member kept rubbing your entrance. "Your body, your everything... I can't just let you run away without tasting you first."

"P-please, you're still in time to stop this. Please, I don't want to be here..."

"Don't you get it, stupid slut? You're mine. All mine." He bit your shoulder to mark your soft skin with his teeth, paying attention not to kill you. The bite sting a bit, you started crying again when you saw him lick sensually your blood from his metallic lips and fangs. "And once I cum inside of you... you will finally belong to me."

He started penetrating you with his shaft, holding your arms in place with one of his strong hands. The other hand was placed on your right hip, slowly caressing and lifting it as he entered into you. You tried to kick him, but your legs weren't strong enough to damage his metallic exterior. "You can fight as hard as you can't and you still won't be able to stop me. Save your energy, it's gonna be a long night." He slammed his entire length inside of your tight hole. Luckily you were warmed up enough to take him without feeling pain, but you still let out a big scream, calling for help. "Yeah, you can scream as loud as you can, but nobody will come to save you. You're trapped with me now, there will be no knight in shining armor that will save you from being bred."

Monty started thrusting slowly into you, feeling your tightness rub every inch of his huge cock. Your warm hole was perfect for him, it almost looked like your vagina was rapidly taking his shape. The feeling of his sintetic flesh inside of you was weird, it almost felt like a real piece of meat. "I can feel you tightening around me... it's amazing, you're gonna make me cum just from that."

"P-please... M-monty... it's too big..." you begged, feeling all hot on the inside, your hips unconsciously moving towards him.

"If you want me to fuck you harder you just have to tell me, doll. I have no problem with it." Monty grabbed your hips with both of his hands, starting to fuck you harder. Your fingers sank into the couch, as your pussy was being mercilessly pounded by the gator. Screaming, crying and begging was useless, the sound of meat against metal now filled the air around you. Your lower parts were burning with desire, as he kept thrusting into you hard with his enormous shaft.

"N-no... ah~ s-stop..." you begged, your ruined hole violated with no mercy. An the fact that your fluids were lubricating him was even worse, because now he was able to fuck you with his whole length, his balls slapping hard against your butt. "P-please... s-stop... If you don't I..."

Monty started rubbing your clitoris with one of his fingers, still fucking you hard. He hadn't slowed the pace even for just one second, still pounding you hard and growling in pleasure with his robotic voice. "Such a great slut with a great pussy, now that I know this I will never let you go. I'm going to keep you here and fuck your brains out day after day."

You couldn't even speak now, your mind clouded with pleasure. You came a few minutes after he started touching you, his dick still hard inside of your hole. Even if you came, he didn't stop: he kept fucking you harder and harder, overstimulating you to the point that the pleasure turned into a sweet torture. You wanted to beg him to stop, but you were being fucked silly, now you couldn't even let a coherent sentence out of your mouth. "H-hng..."

"Oh yeah~ cum for me, whore. You're such a dirty slut, I'm raping you and all you can do is moan and cum." He teased you, his cock still hard inside of you, pounding you faster and faster. His thrusting finally became erratic as he finally came inside of you: he kept fucking you for a few seconds after his orgasm, his seed now deep inside of your womb. You were hoping that it wasn't actually cum but just a look-alike substance, because that much seed was enough to knock you up in a second. After that, he exited from you, stroking his erection to get rid of the last drops of his seed. He then looked at your shivering body with a proud face: your legs were open, unable to close. Your hole was all stretched out and leaking with his cum, while you had a vacant expression on your face, almost as if you were broken.

"You belong to me now." He said, covering you up with a blanket and leaving the room to recharge. The mall was going to be closed for a few days, so they weren't gonna find you so soon. You were all his, his new fucktoy to use in each moment of the day. "You better rest now, doll. Soon I'll come again for round two."

You didn't even heard him, lost in the pleasure, completely broken, your body convulsing and shivering. It was the best fuck you've ever had in your life, your whole body was shut down, unable to move even an inch.

"Until next time, slut."

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Hello, it's my first time ever on Tumblr and I want to share my smut fics here. I used Reddit to write erotica commissions for people (as a gig) so if you know someone that would like tailored erotica ffs you know where to send them!

Bye and I hope you enjoyed the story!!!

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[keis-slut]

Sex in the Pizzaplex

fnaf

chapter iv. - Roxy ⚠︎

CW: PET NAME “PUP”, SEX TOYS, DEGRADATION, SEMI PUBLIC, ORGASM DENIAL, HAIR PULLING, SPANKING

Reader POV

I picked up the extra helmet

and placed it in the wooden bin with the rest of the helmets, putting it away for the night.

My shift tonight, I was on duty at Roxy Raceway. This would be perfectly fine, however, Roxy and I have met before. And concluding that she was in fact my favorite but she didn't seem too fond of me...well, possibly running into her at the Raceway was quite nerve wracking. But even though she didn't seem to like me much, that didn't stop the lewd imagery that would once in a while overthrow my thoughts.

Things like normal questions, to more explicit topics.

Her favorite song,

how soft her hair was,

if she liked girls,

what kinks she'd be into...

if she owned a...strap-on...

Ridiculous, I know.

Anyway, I've brushed the topic lightly with the others, but their responses were all the same.

It's just her personality.

She just comes off that way, apparently, but deep down actually being so insecure of herself that she puts out this cocky attitude to cover it up. Only the other ones got to see when she was insecure.

Heading over to the other room, I notice that one of the  go-karts was out of place. It was a green one, with a red accent on the front, and a big white "1" placed on the front. Recognizing whos kart this might be, I stride over to fix it, but suddenly hear footsteps growing louder behind me.

"that one's mine"

I turn around to see Roxy, stepping over to me with a hand on her hip.

"Roxy, hi" I say casually, standing up straight.

"I just brought it back from giving it a quick spin" She added, walking around me to fix it, as I was going to do.

"I usually bring it back to my room after, but I remembered you'd be on shift tonight, and overheard they placed you at the raceway" She said, and I turn to face her again.

"and you...came here...?" I go to ask, and she raises her eyebrow as she stands up straight.

"to say hi? I can leave" She says sarcastically, a bit of attitude sneaking past her pointed teeth.

"no, I'm just surprised" I say with a laugh, walking over to sit in the go-kart placed next to hers. It looked to be Chicas, probably.

"why?" She snarls, crossing her arms and looking down at me from the far side of her go-kart.

"because I thought you didn't like me. you come off very aloof, more so towards me especially" I admit, and she hums as she walks around her go-kart, towards me.

I clench my legs together as she approached, shamelessly letting this scenario make its way between my legs rather than my head.

However she came off, it didn't matter, she was hot.

"i'm sorry that I come off that way" She stops in her tracks, and sighs. Feeling the shift in emotion, I unclench my legs and relax my body, noticing I had grown tense.

"it's okay-"

"-but you'd like it if I was mean, wouldn't you?" She cut me off, her voice deeper, tone now shifting to something a bit more suggestive as she takes one step closer.

There we go again, back to clenching my legs.

"what...do you mean?" I shrink in the seat of the go-kart, stuttering as she looked over me dangerously.

"no matter how cold I come off, i'm still you're favorite. aren't I?" It was like she was reading my mind, as she then bent down to my eye level.

She brought a clawed hand to my jaw, grabbing it gently.

"that hasn't changed, has it?" She teased, bringing her cold snout down to give me an eskimo kiss.

"Roxy..." I mumble, but she was most definitely close enough to hear me.

She brought her robotic hand from my jaw, to the back of my head, clawing at my hair and pulling my head back. I hesitantly emit a small whimper from the back of my throat, as she stared down at me.

"show me how much you love me" She howled, letting go of my hair and standing up straight. My thighs burned as I squeezed them together, partially from the tiny go-kart seat I was still in, but mainly because of the heat that pooled between my legs.

I didn't fully understand how I've gotten into this situation, but I didn't care.

I stared at her as she made her way over to the front of her kart.

"stand up and come, pup"

She demanded, and between my legs throbbed as her commanding finger pointed a perfectly manicured nail to the floor in front of her. I hesitantly get up and walk over to her, never breaking eye contact until I was right in front of her, pulling at my brand new work pants shyly.

"turn around" she says, and I nod as I do so.

Suddenly, she pushes against my back, sending me falling forward and catching myself on the go-kart in front of me. Her cold pelvic plate was now rubbing against my backside as she leaned against me, dare I say it felt so good as I arched my back ever so slightly.

"im going to ruin you, pup, and you're going to tell me how good it feels" She snarls, gripping my waist with her clawed hands.

My knees turned to jelly as she said this, one of my arms holding me up giving out, leaving me to lean on my elbow. I felt her suddenly retract herself, leaving me bent over her go-kart for a few seconds. But I didn't dare move.

I heard something click before feeling a rough hand grip my behind, nails definitely ripping into my pants as I felt it against my skin. I hiss out a moan as Roxy might've even broken skin, but god did it feel good when she brought her hand to stroke between my legs, I didn't even care.

"so wet, you're seeping through your new pants" She teases, continuing to rub against my clothed pussy as I moan into my arm.

"it's pathetic" She snarls, gripping at my thigh with her claws and ripping the backside of my pants completely off me, revealing my red laced panties to her.

"oh, red, my favorite..." She said, bringing a hand down on my ass as I mewl at the contact. No way there wasn't a matching red mark on my skin now.

"a shame we need to rid of these as well"

She hooks a finger around the panties, and in seconds they're ripped in half. I whine lowly, a little upset i'd now have to buy a new pair.

But that thought was quickly washed away as her finger pets my now bare pussy, my back arching even more so at the feeling.

"such a pretty pussy, pup" Her praising had surprised me, but ultimately meant nothing as she spit another degrading remark.

"too bad i'll be ruining it like the needy bitch you are"

Just how excited I was for this was disgusting.

"Roxy! please..." I cry, holding myself up as I bring a hand to stroke between my legs, making sure she had a decent view of me doing so.

She growled and slapped my behind again.

"you're only proving my point more, filthy pup"

I whine as I arch my back further, shuffling my legs back as to try and communicate I needed more than just this teasing.

She placed her cold robotic hands on my waist again, holding me firmly before I felt something graze my entrance.

"wait, Roxy, wha-"

I was confused as to what I felt, both her hands being on my hips...

But as she slammed into me, the way my g-spot was rubbed instantly, I was now familiar to the feeling.

My toy.

I cried as she pulled out, and pulled me back in by my waist, my soft walls clenching around the silicone.

"Roxy, oh, god..." I moan, bringing my hand to push the hair out of my face as I could feel myself dripping down my legs.

"you're a mess..." She growls, and I felt her lean forward as she took a clawed fist-full of my hair and pulled me back.

"all for me, isn't that right, pup?" She teasingly asked, her grip tightening on my hair as the walls of my pussy did the same around the toy.

"like a bitch in heat..."

"yes, yes!" I cry, almost too loudly as it echoes throughout the raceway. 

"so loud, it's like you want the others to see how good I fuck you" She snarles, cold pelvis slamming against my warm backside.

"Roxy, i'm gonna-"

"no, you cum when I say so, bitch" She barks, cutting me off as she slowed her thrusts, purposely making me lose my high.

"no, no, please-" I beg, and she finally lets go of my hair, placing a rough hand on my ass.

"your begging is pathetic"

She slams back in suddenly, sending me almost flying forward on the go-kart. My mouth is hung open as I clench my eyes shut, trying to bounce myself against her pelvis as much as I could to get back that high. But she just did it again, stopping her pace as soon as I felt it coming back. It was like she knew exactly when.

"trying so hard to get off, hm, pup?" She teases, almost pulling completely out before slowly pushing it back in again deeply.

"please...-" I beg again, my legs almost barely giving out as she slowly pulls it out again.

"-please, let me cum"

"so needy" She growled, before pulling out and slamming into me, this time she stayed at the pace, allowing me to find that high again, pressure building in my core.

"oh, yes...!" I whimper, practically drooling on myself as Roxy plowed into me from behind.

If I had to admit, Roxy was definitely better than Monty...maybe. Her thrusts were almost perfect, while Monty definitely had size, Roxy had technique.

It's not about the size, it's how you use it.

I moaned as I felt the knot release, finally...

She continued to thrust until I dripped down my leg, eventually pulling herself out as she caressed my hips.

"good pup"

I sighed heavily, slumping against the go-kart and falling to my knees, between my legs now throbbing. I was all wet, and messy, now being bare the cold air made me shiver.

I sat there for a second before turning and facing Roxy, who was now approaching and bending down next to me.

"let's get you some new pants, pretty girl" She said, her voice almost completely changing from her previous degrading one. She brought her hand out and grabbed mine, helping me stand up as my legs felt wobbly and sore.

"there should be something in the lost and found for now" She added as I was now fully standing up.

Looking at her, eyes lidded, I gave her a small smile, to which she responded with wrapping her other arm around my shoulders, and nuzzling her cheek into mine before helping me walk off.

[acidxinxwonderland]

before the show

Roxanne Wolf x GN!Reader drabble (NSFW)

MINORS DNI!

It's 4 am, what am I doing with my life lol

Kind of opened ended if she has a dick or a strap that stimulates her. You can decide! Enjoy!

"Keep your eyes on me." Roxy growled as she thrusted inside of you with little to no mercy.

Your vision was blurred from tears of overstimulation as you stare up at her with pleading eyes. You unabashedly moan into the large hand that covered your mouth, securing your legs around her waist as she lowly grunted with every push and pull of her hips.

"C'mon Rockstar, I know you can take it." Her voice was low, not wanting anyone outside of the small closet to hear what she was doing to you. Because you were hers, she leaves no doubt in your mind with the way she uses you so frequently.

"Don't I make you feel so good? Love when I fuck you hard?" Her words come out as growls, leaning in closer as simulated huffs leave her voice box. Her hand leaves your mouth without warning, giving you the space to answer her question.

"Y-yes," You voice is broken, wavering as you tried your best to keep your voice hushed. "Love it s'much, l-love when you use me." You are in shambles, your body trembling as her hips stuttered from your words.

Roxy chuckles darkly, satisfied with your answer. "I know you do babydoll, because who wouldn't go crazy for this?" Despite the brutal fucking, her muzzle brushes against your lips in the form of a kiss. "But only you get this, only you. My number one, my perfect Rockstar- ah." With one final thrust she reaches her climax, and so do you.

You bite your bottom lip so hard you're worried you tore skin as wave after wave of ecstasy crashed down upon you, head bashing against the wall behind you as you convulse around her.

"There we go." She sighs out, clearly satisfied with ruining you before her big show. "Melted the stress right away." She pulls out of you with a satisfying pop, making you whine from the loss.

Roxy pulls your pants up and soothes out your hair before placing a kiss against your forehead. "Thanks baby doll. You did a good job." You melt from the praise, something she was getting better at every time. "You'll be there for the show right?" Her voice had that small hint of doubt, ensuring your eyes would be on hers while she performed. "Wouldn't miss it for the world." You breathe out. As soon as you give the reassurance you notice the slight wag of her tail.

"Perfect!" She says once she puts herself away. "Love ya, see you after the show." With a wink she leaves you in the closet, allowing you a chance to recover.

There's a smile on your lips, enjoying the way your legs trembled. You knew exactly what was going to happen once she was done performing.

[anonnluvver]

Requests closing soon!!!

HI EVERYONE! So sorry I’ve been gone for so long! I’ve been really busy lately and a little stressed so I decided to take a short break from writing. But now im back and ready to keep coming out with all your wonderful requests! There are a toooon of requests since I’ve been gone so on the 10th of this month my requests will unfortunately be closing so I can catch up with every single one from before. So be sure to put in any if you got some:) I now will be writing for a few other fandoms! I’ll provide a list of them and a reminder of my rules but besides that don’t be afraid to ask for anything!

Also I did hear inside job is canceled which is really unfortunate :( but I’m still so happy to write for it. Hoping it comes back some how!

Fandoms I write for:

Inside job

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No fan fics about small children

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No age play

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[andimpink-on-ao3]

Chapter 35 of Not A Malfunction: 12:30 a.m. is up!

Chapter 35: Read here

Chapter Summary: Caught by Roxanne, Gregory fights to find an escape even as the situation becomes more dire.

Hello again, dear readers. Its been a hot minute. A hot second lasting 3 months but I'm back on my bullshit. Enjoy the chapter!

[revelinginthedarkrooms]

Would You Smooch a Killer Robot? [X] Heck Yes - Chapter 4

Roxanne, Roxanne, all she wanna do is hunt me all night~

Notes: I admit, I didn't originally like her that much because of how rude she was to the player, but what can I say? She grew on me. That, and she's pretty. Pretty wolf girl made my tiny little bisexual heart go awoo-

(Sorry in advance to all of you who hate grape soda, lmao take a wild guess why)

CHAPTER 4: Hot Damn, Roxanne

Once you were comfortably seated on a bench in the main lobby again, you bade Monty farewell with another kiss to his snout and a promise to seek him out another time for a round two. Internally, you were abso-fucking-lutely giddy that he wouldn’t mind banging you again, and as you waved goodbye to what was to date the best dick you’d ever had, you pulled out your phone to check where you wanted to go next.

Then you had an idea. Opening your Snapchat, you snapped Vanessa with the most shit-eating grin you could muster. The caption? Guess who just lost their virginity lmao yall hate me cuz you aint me

You didn’t have to wait long for a reply. Vanessa snapped you back with an unamused expression, though in the dim lighting of the security office you thought you saw her cheeks flushed red. That isn’t a flex that’s just sad

You stuck your tongue out with mischievous eyes and snapped back, don’t tempt me cuz i can and will fuck your robots

You exited the app and put it back in your pocket, standing up on wobbly legs.

After that good dicking, you almost wanted to take things slow for the next robot - but then you remembered Roxy and immediately your masochistic ladyboner for women who would screw you silly returned.

You pressed your lips together in determination. “I am going to get dommed by a wolf today, and both of us are gonna like it, damn it.”

Then as you took a step, you winced. Monty’s cum (which vaguely smelled like limes, interestingly enough) seeped out of your pussy and dampened your panties.

“This is going to be an interesting night,” you promptly decided as you headed off towards her greenroom.

It took you a little longer than you’d liked, but when you got to the window, you cursed upon seeing it empty.

“Hiya, (y/n)!” Chica greeted from afar, catching your attention. As you turned to see her walking up, she waved and smiled. “Are you looking for Roxy?”

“Yeah, where’d she go?”

“I think I heard her say something about going to check her makeup.” She pointed off in the distance. “So maybe head to the boutique?”

“Thanks.” You nodded to her with a flash of a smile on your face before turning and heading off.

As soon as you made it into the racing arena, you glanced around for the boutique in question. Your mini-map on your phone told you to go right, and once you did, you got to a new area with the building in question, and you started to walk towards it, humming to yourself.

It didn’t take long, and once you stepped inside, you found the wolf in question standing at a vanity mirror, a brush in hand.

She paused mid-stroke, turning her face slightly to look over at you. Something troubled came across her for a moment and she turned back to the mirror.

“Hi, Roxy,” you greeted with a smile, looking around and admiring the level of detail that had went into the salon.

“(y/n),” she greeted, aloof. “That’s your name, right?”

“Yep!” You sat down in a nearby chair and watched her brush through her hair. It looked really soft, but you didn’t want to make her mad by touching it…

“I heard from Chica that you’d be making your rounds.” She sniffed, and it was almost like she was disappointed in you. “What do you want from me?”

Smack my ass like a drum, your brain immediately supplied, but you instead said, “I just wanted to finally meet you. I’ve never had the privilege of being here before.”

She didn’t reply to that, and judging by the look she gave the mirror it was obvious she didn’t believe you.

“You’re much prettier in-person than in the commercials,” you offered. “You look a lot glossier.”

That seemed to do something, as her ears perked up a little. She still refused to look your way, but there was something like pride in her voice when she answered, “Of course I look better in person. It’s so hard to get my good angles on video.”

“No kidding,” you agreed, resting your chin in your palm and looking up at her through half-lidded eyes. “I love what you did with your hair. It’s very punk rock.”

“Glam rock,” she corrected with a bit of a snip in her tone, but she met your eyes in the mirror.

“Right.”

You sat there as she turned this way and that, studying herself in the mirror. When she was satisfied, she set the brush down and turned to fully face you, leaning against the styling station and folding her arms.

“Well, are you just going to sit there?” She questioned. “What do you want?”

“I wanted to meet you,” you answered dutifully, twiddling your fingers together. “And a picture, if you don’t mind.”

She rolled her eyes. “That can’t be it, if you snuck in with the night guard and personally came to see me.”

Well, she wasn’t wrong, but you weren’t about to get labeled a creep for laying out your intentions outright. So instead you plastered on a smile and shrugged. “We’ll see what happens!”

When you pulled out your phone and got up, you winced as another cool glob of cum trickled out. You really had to get to a bathroom and clean that up soon. Going home with soggy panties wasn’t as exciting as it sounded.

Roxy’s eyes narrowed as you approached, but she didn’t say anything. Briefly you wondered if she had the same abilities as a real wolf - but when she didn’t immediately sniff the air, you brushed it off and got up next to her.

Her hair was indeed soft, and she smelled great. Was that perfume? Could the robots even wear perfume? You weren’t sure if it was some sort of styling spray or what, but it was doing something for you.

You relaxed, holding up your phone and smiling into the lens. Roxy didn’t smile, but she gave the camera a fierce smirk, brandishing a handful of claws.

You snapped a photo or two and dropped your arm, checking them. Roxy hovered near you as you flipped through them and pointed to one.

“You like that one the best?” You asked.

“That has the best lighting,” she answered with a small huff. “But I could look way better.”

“You already look perfect to me.” You winked at her as you pocketed the phone again, adjusting the strap of your bag on your hip. “So what do you do for fun around here? Just go-karting?”

“What do you think?” She pointedly asked with another eye-roll. “I was about to go back to my room.”

“Oh, cool.” You nodded.

As she made to get out of the salon, you followed. Her tail swayed behind her as she walked, and it looked just as soft, if not softer than, her hair.

I wonder if she would let me touch… you thought, glancing up at her as you went.

She abruptly stopped, and when you bumped into her back, she turned around and grabbed your shoulders with a narrow glare.

“I smell Monty,” she hissed. “Where is he?”

You blinked. “Uh, what?”

“I smell that stupid gator around here,” she sniffed the air for emphasis. “I didn’t notice it until  you showed up. Have you been to see him lately?”

Your heart skipped a beat. Oh, sugar honey iced tea. The cum.

In your nervousness, you clenched, and another drop trickled from your pussy.

This seemed to set her off, and she set a bright-red gaze onto your form, looking you up and down. When she got to your lower half, she stopped and growled.

“He got to you first!” She yelled, letting go of you and taking a step back. “He always does this!”

“Do you have some kind of rivalry or something?” You timidly asked.

“He’s always trying to steal my spotlight,” Roxy snarled, clenching her hands into fists. “He thinks he’s so much better than me! I’m the best!”

Slowly, you realized what was going on. A slow smile spread across your face, very much akin to the Grinch planning to yoink Christmas from Whoville.

“You are better than him,” you agreed, planting a hand on your hip. “You’re the best member of the band, no question.”

“I am!”

“You aren’t just gonna let him get away with this, are you?”

Roxy eyed you and sniffed in distaste. Then she grabbed your arm. “No, I’m not. I’ll show him!”

You grinned to yourself as she dragged you away. Mission complete.

The second you got into a bathroom, Roxy shoved you against the sinks and grabbed your hips to hoist you up.

You let out a squeak as she sat you firmly down before grabbing the waistband of your jeans and panties and pulled them both down, exposing your sticky core.

Her eyes narrowed in disgust. “I knew it.”

You looked down, puzzled, before swiping your finger across the artificial cum and tasting it. Immediately, the taste of sour lime hit your tongue, and you nearly facepalmed. Of course the robot jizz would be flavored like their Fizzy Faz flavor. Of course.

At least it wasn’t soda this time, you thought in relief as Roxy thrust some paper towels in your direction. That would’ve been awful to explain to a gynecologist.

“Clean yourself up,” she ordered. “I’m not going to dirty myself with him.”

You nodded, picking up one of the paper towels and gingerly swiping it across your lips. You shivered, both at the cool air and the feeling of the towel.

She watched you the whole time, her burning golden gaze making you heat up in both desire and embarrassment as you grabbed another towel, cupping it around another thick glob of cum. Where was all of this coming from?!

You shyly looked up, and when she tapped her nails on her arm, you swallowed.

“You don’t, uh, want to get all of it… right?”

“Every last drop.”

“Oh.” You lowered your arm and stared at your pussy lips. “Well, that might be a bit of a problem. I have no idea how much is left.”

Roxy scoffed, crossing both arms across her chest. “What do you mean? It’s not that hard.”

“Maybe not for you,” you retorted, throwing away another soiled towel. “You’re so good at everything that it would be a piece of cake to clean me up.”

Her ears twitched at that, and she narrowed her gaze once more. “Are you challenging me?”

“What if I am?” You countered.

She snatched up the towel and snapped, “Give me that.”

Spreading your legs open roughly, she used her thumb and first finger to spread your lips open and used the towel to catch the ooze as it appeared. When the flow seemed to stop, she used her fingers, bumping around and scraping out as much as she could.

You shuddered at the pleasure, tilting back as she fingerfucked it all out of you. This was easily in the top ten list of the best decisions you’d ever made, directly behind begging Vanessa and sacrificing what little dignity you had left to get her to bring you here in the first place.

When she was confident that the last drop of the limeade-tasting liquid was out, she wiped her fingers on your jeans and placed her hands on her hips. “All done.”

“Thanks,” you smiled at her as you reached for your panties. “Well, guess these are a bust.”

She watched as you unzipped your bag, bringing out a Ziploc baggie and putting the panties inside. You grabbed a fresh pair (the exact same pair but clean) and slipped them on.

She couldn’t explain it, but something about watching you bend over and pull the clothing over your bare legs and ass made her internal fans begin working overdrive. She swallowed, looking away as you reached for your jeans.

You somewhat hoped she’d seen the strap-on in your bag, at the top for all the world to gawk at, but when she said nothing, you decided to pretend that it didn’t exist and zipped the bag back up.

You frowned, feeling the crotch of your jeans. “Aw man, a wet spot. Whatever, I had to wash these anyway.”

Looking back up at the wolf, you asked, “Are you still up for a challenge?”

“What are the rules? What game are we playing?” She questioned, her tail swishing behind her with interest.

“It’s a little different than a kids’ game,” you explained, deciding to bite the bullet and unzip your bag to pull out the strap. “We’ll be using this.”

She stared at it, and if she could move her eyebrows, they would certainly be drawn together right now. “What is that?”

“It’s a special toy for a special game.” You set it aside, giving it a loving pat. “The first part of the game involves this.” You gestured to your crotch.

She watched as you leaned in and asked, “Do you have one of these too?”

She blinked, stepping away. “O- of course I do! Who doesn’t?”

The crotchplate on her body opened, and sure enough, she had the same tube that Chica had. That would certainly make things easier.

You smiled, kneeling before her. “The rules are simple. If I can make you cum in five minutes or less, I win. If you get me to cum in five minutes or less, you win.”

“That’s easy,” she harrumphed. “Anyone could do that.”

You found your phone on the counter and set a timer for five minutes. Looking into her eyes, you pressed the button, “Time starts now.”

Immediately, you ghosted your breath across the tube. Roxy shivered, grabbing your shoulders as you leaned in to lick the entrance. It was surprisingly soft, yet the metallic taste was a bit of a turn-off. Still, you could work with this.

You popped your fingers into your mouth and got them nice and wet, and then you slowly sank the tip of your middle finger into her tube.

Roxy shuddered louder, her voice box shaky and her grip tightening. It wasn’t to the point of hurting yet, but you definitely tried not to surprise her as you began pumping your finger in and out.

“Wow,” the wolf gasped quietly, staring down at you. “I’ve never… done this, before…”

“It feels great, doesn’t it?”

“It does,” she observed.

“And you deserve nothing but the best.” Your voice dropped into a low coo as you looked up at her through your eyelashes. You added another finger to the tube, scissoring and pumping them in and out.

Roxy seemed to be having trouble dealing with the pleasure coursing through her system, as she went rigid and ground her teeth together. Her legs spread a little further apart to ground her stance as she leaned her weight more into you.

You gently wrapped an arm around her back to steady her and giggled. “You’re really pretty, Roxy. Like, really pretty.”

“Am I?” Her voice was breathy and soft.

“The prettiest.” You gave her a sweet smile. “You’re totally my type of girl, y’know? I love the whole aesthetic you’ve got going on.”

The tube seemed a little warmer, so if that was her body’s way of simulating a blush, you’d take what you got.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t come to see you first,” your tone dipped into something more apologetic. “I wanted to give you some time to look your best.”

Roxy’s ears twitched, as if she wanted to lower them, and she gave you a gentler gaze.

“I felt nervous about seeing you,” you admitted, and you added a third finger and relished in her choked gasp, “so I wanted to pick up my confidence.”

“But you would’ve seen me first, right?” She asked.

“Absolutely.” You leaned in and rested your cheek on her torso for a moment. She was pleasantly warm, not cold like you thought an animatronic would be.

Roxy let out a low noise, one that rumbled in your cheek for a moment and you stared up at her in surprise before you realized she was keening low in her throat. She seemed just as surprised as you, and her ears really did lower in embarrassment.

That was fucking precious. You beamed up at her and nuzzled your cheek against her torso again, and she made the same low whine, her tail swishing.

“You’re cute,” you giggled. “Are you gonna cum?”

“N- Nnnah,” she shook her head stubbornly. “I’m gonna win… I’m better! I never lose!”

You glanced down at your phone. The timer was ticking down fast. Only thirty seconds left to go.

A soft hiss escaped the animatronic, and she gripped your shoulders tight. Her nails dug into your sweater, and you would worry about getting holes if you weren’t so into hers.

“You’re surprisingly wet,” you observed in amazement as the scent of artificial grape soda hit your nose. Of course she would be equipped with soda. Good thing you could stand grape.

Her knees bent slightly, catching your attention, and you stroked her back while leaning into her more. You got onto your knees from your sitting position on the floor, angling your hand to better stretch out the tube.

Little whimpers escaped her mouth as she clenched her eyes shut, lost in the waves of electric pleasure that shocked her systems. Roxy’s tail swished from side to side, the soft faux fur brushing against your arm.

You curled your fingers slightly, and you noticed her body stiffen. Yes! She’s close!

Just a little more, and…!

Your alarm went off just a second before Roxy hit her peak. The electropop tune you selected almost drowned out her loud howl as she pulled you in close, her tube spraying your face with translucent grape Fizzy Faz.

You gasped and sputtered, popping your fingers out and leaning in to engulf the tube with your mouth in hopes of drinking it. It gushed down your throat, and though you had a hard time, you managed to swallow most of it.

The robot let out a weak noise as she shook her mane, cupping the back of your head with one clawed hand and tugging at your hair to pull you back.

Clear, grape-scented liquid was still dribbling down your chin, your eyes half-lidded and face utterly red. Your lips parted for air, yet you managed to give her a thumbs-up and a grin.

“You made it,” you congratulated.

Her face didn't change as she observed you for a second, and then her eyes narrowed smugly.

“Now it’s my turn.” She shook her head once more and forced you back onto your butt as she stepped forward, yellow irises blazing.

You gulped as she forced you to the floor and grabbed your calf, raising you up into the air. She yanked your panties down with a single claw and brought her snout in close.

Audible sniffing made you flush red, cupping your cheeks with your hands. She nuzzled your lips with her nose, parting them like the petals of a flower in bloom. The blushing pink of your folds and your soft heat made her hum, the vibration rippling up your walls and deep into your growing arousal.

“Start the timer,” she ordered.

Fumbling with your phone, you set the same timer and shakily announced, “Go.”

Immediately, Roxy’s nose left you and she replaced it with her fingers, careful with her neon nails as she pressed in. The ‘shlck’ was loud, louder than you thought it would be, and she chuckled amusedly at your wetness.

“Even without that gator’s claim on you, you’re still soaking,” she observed with a haughty tone. “I’m your favorite, aren’t I?”

“Hell yeah you are,” you breathed, trying to support yourself by planting your hands on the floor.

“It’s too bad I don’t have a tongue. If you taste as good as you smell…”

Bitch me too, you internally wept. What I wouldn’t give to see what that feels like.

“You’re doing really good,” you instead shuddered, resting your head against the tile.

“Am I?” She questioned. “Better than Monty?”

“Waaaay better than Monty,” you agreed. Deep down you figured he wouldn’t be happy to hear that, but what he wouldn’t know wouldn’t kill him. The revenge sex for his bruised ego would be worth it.

Here I am, thinking like I’m gonna come back to get dicked again, you shook your head. Well… if Vanessa would risk it for me…

Roxy’s nail pressing deeper snapped you out of your thoughts, and you moaned loudly as her thumb pressed against your clit.

“What’s this button do?” She wondered aloud.

“That’s the best part,” you replied with a wavering voice. “That button is pure pleasure, Rox.”

She rolled the pad of her thumb into it again, and your body jolted, your mouth dropping open in a silent yell. The electric currents running through your body at the sensation felt akin to being struck by lightning, only way sexier (and with far less chance of death).

“I’m gonna rock your world better than he ever did,” she vowed with narrowed eyes and a dangerous grin.

Maybe you shouldn’t have told her about your clit, because the first thing she did was use it to her advantage. She rolled it around as she added another finger, pistoning them into you faster.

You shifted, attempting to maximize your pleasure. When she pressed into your g-spot you let out a loud cry, gripping her wrist with one hand. “Fuck! Aim for that!”

Startled, she blinked for a second before tilting her head. In a teasing whisper, “Is that your weakness? Hah! You shouldn’t have told me about it if you wanted to win.”

“Maybe I just wanted to lose,” you countered with a mischievous grin. The shock of arousal that flared up as she purposefully ground her finger against your clit wiped it clean off your face, and you moaned again, the sound of your voice echoing around the empty bathroom.

Turning, you tilted your phone up in your hand, showing your lock screen and the timer.

One minute left? You didn’t think you could last.

“Hey, pay attention to me!” Roxy demanded, grinding her thumb and forefinger into your most sensitive spots.

Your mouth dropped open, and this time you really did cry out. It was a shrill, unbearably helpless sound that rocked your shaking form and brought a swell of pride to the wolf’s chest.

Grinning, well, wolfishly, she slapped her palm against your flesh, driving her hand in as far as she could make it. Her nails prodded at your clenching walls, yet they didn’t puncture them, instead bending like foam - a small mercy, likely a precaution to avoid hurting a child.

“I'm going to win!” She declared, and with one last grind of your little bundle of nerves, you came with a shrill cry that rang in your own ears.

Your body spasmed with the force of the orgasm she coaxed from your core, and she pulled her fingers back in alarm as you squirted across the tiles, your tongue in the air as your eyes rolled back. Your brain was short-circuiting, rebooting, and for a moment you swore you lost consciousness as everything went fuzzy.

The beat of your alarm was what brought you back, the electric synth registering foggily in your mind. You lost.

“Time’s up,” she taunted, and you tapped at your phone screen to stop the music. “I won.”

“You did,” you weakly gave her a thumbs-up. “You get to choose what happens next.”

Her tail swished, her ears perking up at that. You watched as she bent to pick up the strap-on from your bag, and all your mind could register was one long drawn-out WHOOOOOOOOOO!

YEEEEAH, BABY, THAT’S WHAT WE’VE BEEN WAITING FOR! You screamed in your mind, manifesting as a tired smile. Just according to plan.

“This thing goes into you, right?”

You nodded.

“Perfect.” With a toothy smirk, she went to brandish it in one hand.

You quickly raised a hand to stop her. “Wait! The loops go around your waist.”

She paused, a frown forming as she looked at the strap. “Huh?”

“It goes on like underwear,” you explained. “Put your legs through the loops and pull it up.”

She still didn’t seem to get it, so you sat up and gingerly wrapped a hand around her calf. “Can I show you?”

“I don’t need help!” She retorted, looking away.

She kicked just enough so that you let go, and she bent down to attempt to put it on.

Her right leg lifted, and she awkwardly fumbled as she put one clawed foot through the loop. It was going to be a snug fit, but you hoped it would be worth it.

I almost wish they put one on the girls too, you thought, before you shook your head. Whoa, (y/n), calm down with the thirst.

Somehow, she managed to put it through, and she set her foot back down to attempt the same with the other one. With only a little less difficulty this time, she began to pull the straps up her legs.

Her thighs were almost too thick for the human-meant toy, but she stubbornly persisted and it came to rest snugly against her shut pelvic plate.

“Told you I didn’t need help.” She smugly turned up her snout, staring down at you.

“I knew you could do it,” you praised. “You’re amazing.”

Her ears shifted down a little, bashfully, before she straightened and grasped your waist with one hand. With the other, she grasped the base of the toy and guided it to your awaiting lips.

“Get ready to rock,” she said, and then she plunged in.

You choked a gasp, eyes flying wide as she forced you open. You clumsily reached for her shoulders, fingers clenching around the smooth plating as best you could as she began pumping into you.

“R- Roxy,” you whimpered.

“Is this better than everyone else?” She demanded, glowing eyes staring into yours.

“You’re the best!” Your voice came out in a wail as the tip of the toy ground against your g-spot before disappearing further inside of you. Your walls squeezed and gripped the toy, the shaft brushing against that same spot with every thrust.

“Tell me how much you adore me!”

“You’re my favorite! Roxy, you’re the best member of the band!”  And speaking of members…  “This feels so good! Oh fuck, you’re gonna make me cum again!”

“Nobody else can make you feel this good, can they?”

“No!”  Oh fucking shit, how is she so good at this?! “Roxy…!”

Your eyes rolled back and so did your head, and she cradled the back of it with her hand, her claws gently scratching your scalp. Fuck, that added a whole new layer of pleasure to the mix.

“You’re so gorgeous when you’re taking control like this,” you babbled, tears gathering in the corners of your eyes from how blissed-out you were getting. “Fuck, fuck me harder…”

“Yeah--!” She grunted, gritting her teeth. “I’ll show you who the real MVP of the band is!”

“Fuck Monty right out of me, make me forget everything except you!” You really had to put a filter on yourself, but maybe not now. Now was kink time, and boy howdy were you about to bust. “You’re so good at this!”

“Tell me how much you adore me!”

“I’ve wanted you to pin me down and ravage me ever since I got here,” you admitted, your cheeks flushing red as she grinned down at you. “You’re so fucking hot I didn’t think you’d even look at me…”

“You’re pretty cute yourself,” she said, and that sent a warm flutter to your heart. “I’ve seen the pictures… Vanessa wasn’t lying when she said you were a freak!”

“Hell yeah I’m a freak!” You laughed, and it warbled into a moan as she pressed at your clit again. “Fuck, fuck I’m close… Roxy, please, let me cum!”

“Oh, are you about to cum already?” She faked innocence as she paused mid-thrust, the dildo deliciously pressing into your g-spot as her thumb hovered over your clit. “Do you want to cum that badly?”

“Please please, I’m going crazy right now, please,” you babbled, trying to shift your hips to get more friction. “Roxy please let me cum, I’ll do whatever you want!”

“Tell me you love me,” she answered, leaning in until her snout was inches from your nose. “Beg for it.”

Holy shit, her voice went down an octave and it made your pussy clench.

“I love you so much, you’re so pretty and perfect and-- and fuck me, just fuck me!” You arched your back, desperately looking into her face as the toy idled inside you, grinding slooooooowly against your walls.

She laughed, sharp and low, and damn if it didn’t make your cooch squeeze harder. “Be a good girl and cum.”

Then she pressed the pad of her thumb into your clit, slamming in to the hilt.

The combined pressure of the toy inside you and the sparks from your clit had you screaming, hanging off of her shoulders as your legs wrapped around her back. If Monty was the best dick you’d ever had, Roxy was the best  pseudo-dick you’d ever had, and her determination to upstage the gator made your orgasm all the better.

She watched as you writhed in her lap, satisfaction oozing from her expression as you finally went limp, panting hard.

“Well,” she began once you caught your breath, “was it better than Monty?”

You looked up, still flushed a brilliant ruddy color, and kissed over her lipstick. “You blew him out of the fucking swamp.”

[peachie-bumblebee]

hi love!! i was obsessed with ur sb nsfw hcs and recently ive had a bit of a fixation on roxy. ik you included her in ur og hc thjng but maybe you could expand on that with more hcs or smth?? whatever you do itd be much appreciated !! thank you sm and make sure to take necessary breaks <33

hi love!!!! i also ADORE Roxanne Wolf and I’d be totally happy to do extended headcanons for you and anyone else who wants them <3

NSFW HEADCANONS WITH ROXANNE WOLF- EXTENDED

NSFW MINORS DNI

she’s so hOT i’m literally salivating

CW: GENERAL KINK

her nipples are PIERCED! no i’m not just saying that cuz mine are and i didn’t go into enough detail last time. they are pierced with barbell jewelry. its so sexy. i’m so correct.

she likes having them played with

she’s so intense, but not in the way monty is. something about her just instantly gets you submissive and she doesn’t even have to try.

like she can just make you melt by wrapping one nail around your chin

…i know she puts her tongue in a pussy AHGDIDGHDIDHCHD

if you’re amab prepare to get the whole shaft licked HSGDJDSG

i’m actually medically needing her its not even funny

she rides FACE she will sit on her partners face and RIIIIIDEEEEEEE

SHE PLAYS THE KEYBOARD. If Chicas fingers are strong, Roxy’s are flexible.

GODDD i know she slides them in and out so painfully slow.

she makes so much casual fun of her partners during sex. “like oh? this it all it takes to do it for you? god.”

she is also FANTASTIC with the strap. hard and lightning fast thrusts up against the wall.

yet she can also make it brutally, brutally slow.

also likes her strap being sucked. she’ll sit on her little chair and have you keep her strap warm with your throat while she lazily practices keyboard or does her makeup.

she’s randomly thrust a little.

if she’s busy and her partner is needy, she’ll literally just cockwarm them

she likes to be worshipped. she just does. it gets her going. she loves to be craved.

she’s a clit/dick head pincher. dooooont caaaare.

the type to say “that’s right” when you do something she likes

i don’t see her using things like floggers like chica does but she DOES use her claws if that’s something her partner would also want.

she’s careful. she has a shocking amount of restraint.

no matter how much you beg, it doesn’t really faze her on the surface at all.

….aphrodisiac fic anyone?

she tastes like caramel IDK WHY I JUST FEEL IT IN MY PUSSY OKAY

she s p r e a d s. her partners legs during sex. literally has them splayed open so the both of you can watch it go in IM S(CREAMING)

she wants so badly to bite her partners during sex but she holds herself back cuz she knows it could go super wrong

when Chica and Roxy fuck, sometimes Chica will let her a little.

yk how people are like “oh nobody scissors in real life” guess what, i do! and i think she would be very good at it too.

…this is making me seem like a Roxy kinnie- i don’t have the confidence for that

doesn’t tolerate brattiness very well. she can handle it to a certain extent, but after a certain point she’s just like “fine. if you know so much better than me than I guess I don’t need to do anything.”

gives pussyjobs like a pro.

she’s very good at keeping the right angle for it, and sometimes she’ll make her partner cum all over their chest just like that

she groans n shit when she gets close FUCK

GOOOOOOOD

[kikithesdc]

Showbiz: The Series

A link to my first story! I'm so excited!

It's Five Nights at Freddy's, just in case anyone wondered haha.

(It also may take a minute for me to add it to my masterlist. Give me time please I'm still figuring out how to work it.)

Just to clarify, it is a series, with one shots included that are based off the story but do not directly affect it. I have not written any of the one shots, but the first one is on it's way.

[kodamaghost00]

30 Roxanne Wolf Headcanons

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This post will contain: NSFW,Sfw,Fluff,Smut

It’s also Genderless for the girls,gays and theys! You are a Technician in these scenarios!

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Let’s begin!

She’d call you “Champ” or “Cutie”. She would call you other nicknames based on your name too.

You’re the only one who’s allowed to touch her hair and tail. Everyone knows that.

She likes watching Adult Cartoons such as Helluva boss or Hazbin Hotel.

She purrs while you cuddle her.

Her love language is being mean to you. She’ll tease you with “idiot” and “baby” just to see you get pissed off.

She’s aggressive and dominant in bed. No matter if you want to be in control.

She’s also very jealous and protective of you. If she sees you simping for anyone she’ll make you regret that by loving you all night.

Even though she LOVES to talk about herself she’d never stop you from talking about your day.

You help her often with her makeup and she also helps you out with the Parts and services stuff. Like moving around heavy boxes.

When you do maintenance on her she almost bit you once. She apologized over and over again but in the after hours you still heard her blaming herself.

She said to you once “I am the best. But you’re a close second, champ.” She smiled sweetly at you and you did the same. It was her own way of saying she loves you.

You,Chica and Roxy also have many fun memories! Since Chica is Roxy’s best friend you three love each others company.

Roxy is definitely into BDSM. She loves to see you drool over her. The desperation in your eyes turns her on badly.

There was a time before you two were close. You heard her often doubting herself. You knocked on the door to her green room “Roxy? Are you alright?” She looked at the door, hesitating to say something.

She just screamed in frustration “YES IM FINE. NOW GO AWAY!”. You stand there not wanting to go away just yet. “Look Roxy… I don’t want you to feel forced to anything but…” you had a small pause “You can always talk to me y’know?”

She was hesitant but as soon as she heard you walk away she sprinted to the door and opened it. “…Can you come in for a second…?” wich you did. She talked about her doubts while her head lays on your lap and you caressed her hair.

She has a hilarious laugh wich makes you laugh along every time.

She initiated your first kiss. She pinned you against a wall with a leg between your thighs. She looks at your lips then to your eyes. Your heart is racing. “May I?” She asks. You quickly nod and you guys kiss.

She hates it when you make her wait too long. She loves trying out other aesthetics and fashion styles. But she enjoys her original look the most.

“Do you think we’re soulmates in every universe?” You ask her as she cuddles you. “Let me think…. Yes. Definitely yes cutie~” you blush as she nuzzles her snout into your neck. She loves making playlists for you. It’s a simple thing but it means so much to her since she only does it for her loved ones.

If she ever sees you wearing her merch she’ll stand in front of you flabbergasted. Mouth gaping. Drooling. “It looks so much better on you champ…”

She loves to show you off to the others. She’ll make everyone jealous cause she’s the one who gets to love you.

Even tho she is mean to everyone she has a love for the older kiddos (9-12 years old). She enjoys pep talking them into having more self esteem.

You guys cuddle so much that you even fell asleep in her arms one time… you basically missed a whole shift-

You enjoy her overprotective attitude. Once a Karen tried to attack you and she jumped and grabbed you. Holding you close to her chest she growled at the Karen.”Back off lady.”

She fixes her hair and makeup every hour to look perfect.

In her solos on stage she always sings Rock songs.

Once you told her that you were insecure about yourself and she just looked at you in disbelief and said “You? You mean the only person who’s on my level of pretty? Nha, I don’t think you should worry about anything cutie.”

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Perfect! Now that I’ve done the main 4 I might do the other ones next? Let’s see how it goes. And once again thank you all for reading my post. Have a wonderful day/night!

- Your Ghost ༼ つ ╹ ╹ ༽つ

[keis-slut]

Sex In The Pizzaplex

fnaf

chapter o. - Utah

Reader POV

As I carry the last box through the front door,

I feel a cramp in my lower back, now giving out as it aches to my hips.

"fuck, son of a bitch-!" I yell, tripping over my own foot, dropping the box to catch myself before i'd fall.

"jesus christ-" I sigh.

Thankful it wasn't the fragile box, I scoff as I try to pick it up again, feeling the pain in my back radiate once more. I sigh in frustration, kicking the box, pushing it with my foot to where I meant to put it.

"i'll get the rest tomorrow. I don't need pots and pans right now" I mumble to myself, turning and walking around the island in my kitchen to the counter my phone was placed on. My black phone lit up my lockscreen on top of the white marble countertop, and I unlock it as I pick it up in my hand.

Deciding on wanting some pizza for tonight, I open my maps app and search for the closest restaurant.

I had no idea what Hurricane was like, or what was around, not knowing much about Utah in general anyway. All I know is I chose this place to get far away from anything and everything else.

As well as budget, the cool name, "Hurricane", and being closer to Vegas...but that's besides the point.

I do what I want now.

I don't want to be associated with them no more.

Staring at my screen, I scoff as the first, and pretty much only, location for pizza close enough pops up on my phone.

"I guess pizza can't get anymore mega pizzaplex than this place" I comment, examining the screen.

Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizzaplex.

4.5 ★ ★ ★ ★ ☆.

restaurant,entertainment - open, closes at 11pm.

call ✆ | directions ➤ | share ᥫ | website ↻ |

Clicking on the directions, it said to be no more than 20 minutes away, but it closes at 11. Frantically looking at the clock, I run over to my shoes and put them on as fast as I could.

"I should leave now if I want some pizza. of course they don't deliver though" I complain, slipping my second shoe on. I stand up and grab my sweatshirt from on top of the island, feeling for my keys in the pocket. Once I find them, I step towards the door and open it, stepping out and slipping my phone in my other pocket as I shut the door behind me, turning the knob to make sure it had locked as well.

Jogging over to my car, I hop in and start the engine, radio unexpectedly blasting causing me to jump.

"fucking christ!" I react, bringing my hand up to turn it down. I must've forgotten to turn it off.

I sigh heavily and bring my hand to my face, rubbing my eyes and down my cheeks.

"it's been a long day..."

I reverse out of my new driveway, the low tune on the radio shifting into focus as I drive off.

I didn't care much for what was on the radio. I had me and my trusty playlists of music. There was a mix of everything, anything that sounded good to me, I kept it. Whatever was trending would never really click for me. Those songs were made for everyone to like, and i'm not everyone.

You know what I mean?

And when you find the artists that are really passionate about what they make, that's when the music is good.

Drowning in the sound of my music (I had to change the radio), and of course following the GPS directions to the location, I finally arrived at the Pizzaplex.

Putting my signal on, I turn into the practically dead parking lot, and give a good look at this place. It was very big. Almost like a mall.

A few cars were still parked at the front of the building. A blue minivan and what looked to be a white Acura, an older model.

Pulling in to park just a few spots away, I notice a girl, just about my age, sitting in the drivers seat of the white car.

She was in a button up white shirt and had some kind of badge on the left of it. Assuming she worked here, I wanted to ask how to get around this place. it looked confusing, so it wouldn't hurt to ask.

I look over at her again as I shut my car off, and notice she's looking over at me too. I felt my stomach turn out of embarrassment, and I look away. Even though my windows were slightly tinted and it's more than likely she didn't see me staring at her, my cheeks still grew warm.

As I fix my hair and get out of my car, I hear a car door slam and footsteps heading towards me.  I shut my door and turn around, placing the keys in my sweater pocket. I face her as she steps closer, hair falling off her shoulders.

"havent seen you around here before" She spoke, her bold green eyes scanning my frame as she stopped next to my car, hands placed on her hips.

Her voice was like butter, so smooth and pretty, yet still a hint of superiority leaked from it as well.

It came off very attractive, nonetheless, and so was she, finally getting a good look at her.

As she stood before me, she pulled a hairband from her wrist, bringing her hands to pull her long, straight, blonde hair back into a ponytail.

"yeah, I just moved here, actually, so that would make sense" I respond lightly, placing my hands in my pockets.

"I see. well then, welcome" She smiles kindly, the lamppost above us definitely doing justice to her glossy plumped lips and the freckles that scattered her cheeks.

"thank you, I appreciate it" I laugh, and she does too as she finishes styling her hair.

She was very pretty.

"you do know the Pizzaplex closes in like fifteen minutes though, right?" She mentions, shifting her weight on her feet.

"does that include the kitchen as well?" I ask, stepping closer to her, hoping that she says it's still open.

"yeah. the kitchen closes at the same time as anything else. but I assume you don't know your way around this place, do you?" She responds, crossing her arms and sending me an almost condescending smirk.

"I don't. are you offering to be my escort?" I retort, walking around her and my car, and she follows.

"maybe. where you headed?" She asks, walking with me on the path to what I assumed was the entrance.

"just here to get some pizza is all. long day of driving, i'd like to treat myself" I admit, and she hums in acknowledgment.

"well, the pizza here never fails, i'll tell you that" She says, walking in front of me, and I follow her.

She opens the door for me and I stride right behind her, only to be almost halted completely in my tracks at the sight of this place.

it looked even bigger on the inside. So many different corridors and rooms, offices, stairs, lights and decorations. It was amazing and extremely welcoming, maybe even a little overwhelming, but nonetheless beautiful. It also smelled like whoever cleaned this place used a bit too much lavender Pine-Sol, but it being such a nostalgic scent, I didn't mind.

After picking my mouth up off the floor, I continue to follow as she leads me towards the stairs, and into an elevator up to the third floor.

"upstairs in Mazercise is where they serve pizza" She mentions, elevator dinging at our stop.

"Mazercise? that's a funny name. sounds like exercise, yet they're serving pizza" I laugh to myself, and she hums.

"yeah, doesn't make too much sense. it's where you can 'work off the calories while you eat'" She quotes with a laugh, leading me over to the entrance.

"sounds like my kinda place" I say with a smile, pulling open the door for her. We walk in and i'm suddenly greeted by a robot taking orders.

Odd, but I like it.

"hey, so, if I get a whole pie I won't be able to finish it myself. would you maybe want to come back to my place or something?" I ask, and she faces me in surprise. My heart beats against my chest as she stares at me for a few long uncomfortable seconds, until she smirks.

"what if you're a serial killer?" She teases and I roll my eyes.

"your loss" I laugh, ordering my food.

She sighs and looks at me.

"I would, really. you seem cool, but I have work tonight" She says, and my eyes instantly dart to the badge I didn't bother to read when I first saw her, even though I noticed it. I was too caught up in how attractive she was, I completely missed processing that she was in a uniform.

"I work as security here. I have the night shift " She adds, and I nod.

"oh, I see, okay. surprising though, they seem to have enough robots" I say with a laugh, and she laughs with me.

"tell me about it. but, I needed a job, and they were hiring. good money, anyway" She says shrugging.

I think curiously for a moment as she says this.

"do you think they're still hiring? do they need more people?" I ask, placing my hands on my hips.

She looks up and thinks for a moment.

"I need a job here sooner or later" I add.

One of the staff bots comes over to us, a box of pizza in hand. It hands me the box before pivoting, and rolling away.

I guess they remember faces instead of taking names. Very advanced.

I sigh and face her again, not wanting to be rude with my mind wandering elsewhere.

"I could find out for you. tell them I met a friend who's looking for a job" She smiles, starting to walk past me and out of Mazercise.

"oh, thank you so much!" I say, following her as she holds the door for me.

"doing you a favor, you owe me" She jokes, stopping for a moment.

"maybe when you aren't working, i'll treat you to pizza another time" I say with a laugh, and she sighs, thinking.

"eh, i'd rather a drink" She laughs, and I shrug in agreement.

"or that too, of course, yes" I say.

"are you asking me out?" She teases, placing her hands on her hips and leaning towards me.

My cheeks grow warm as I grin right back.

"are you saying no?" I retort, and she hums.

Standing up straight, she places out her hand and gestures for me to give her something. She eyeballs my hand, so I place it in hers. Pulling out a pen from her back pocket, she starts writing a number on my hand.

"text me when you're back home. that way, I have your number too. and i'll let you know about that job" She stops writing, and puts the pen away, feeling her squeeze my hand slightly before letting go.

I smile at her and nod.

"I will" I say, placing my hand on the pizza box.

"well, I start work very soon and you should not be in the building right now. security is gonna come and kick you out" She jokes, winking at me as I roll my eyes and turn to leave.

"I'm leaving, i'm leaving" I say, before turning and starting to walk away towards the elevator.

"oh!" I say, turning back around quickly to see her still standing there, thankfully.

"I never got your name" I say, and she smirks at me.

"that's because I didn't give it to you" She jokes, and I scoff, shifting my weight on my legs as I wait for a response.

She chuckles, "Vanessa"

"i'm y/n. it was nice to meet you, Vanessa. thank you again" I say, turning to head back to the elevator.

I press the button as the doors quickly open, and I step inside. Grateful and excited I had made my first friend, and an attractive one at that, I couldn't get my mind off her.

But, I must've been too distracted, as the doors open to an unfamiliar place. I step out and look around, hoping maybe i'd recognize it a bit.

But, I didn't.

I kept walking forward, towards an entrance that was closed off, but the door had lifted to let me through anyway.

This new room played an upbeat, catchy tune over the speakers, and there were giant rooms to my left all in a row, each with led light up mascot faces above them, their names corresponding. I raise an eyebrow and walk forward, curious as to where I was. It was almost like a museum type of place, with display cases holding objects, and statues of the mascots, each one placed in front of their respective rooms. Walking forward, the first statue in front of me was what appeared to be an animatronic bear, singing into a microphone.

This bear, his name. It was so familiar.

I place down the box of pizza I was still holding, and walk backwards to get a good look at him.

Freddy Fazbear.

Finally, it had clicked. The name.

My family use to talk about it all the time, how they knew of who initially created the establishments.

Up until now there have been many, and i've never been to any, but I'm not unfamiliar.

Surprised it had taken so long to put the pieces together.

Was I that hungry?

Suddenly, I hear loud crashing and banging coming from the other side of the room, startling me.

I leave my pizza where it is and decide to check it out. I dart down the room to where the noise was coming from, it was so loud I couldn't miss it, but on the glass read warnings.

"OFF LIMITS"

I raise an eyebrow and look up, catching what room this was associated with.

Montgomery Gator.

This name didn't ring a bell, but looking next to this room was Glamrock Chica. And Chicas name I recognized.

But what was making so much noise in this room?

Were the mascots in these rooms?

Looking over at Chicas hot pink room, I tuned into new noises. These noises more pleasant than the ruckus in the Gators room. It was guitar, electric guitar. Someone was playing. Or something.

I curiously walk over to look, noticing these curtains were open, so I could look in this room.

I peek in and I see Chica, utterly shredding guitar.

I smile wide in surprise, and quickly move away from the glass, not wanting her to see me right now. If she even could, or if playing the guitar was just coded in for after hours. I decide to walk back down the row, heading to the other room next to the Gators.

Roxanne Wolf.

I sneak over to the glass, and peek in slowly, seeing another animatronic staring into her vanity, brushing at her hair.

All of these animatronics were doing something different, but could it all be coded in as default modes for after closing?

It could be that, right? That's what would make sense.

They don't know i'm here and they can't be aware of that.

To be safe anyway, I duck and run past Roxanne's room, hoping for the best. I ran by before, and I could do it again.

I was relieved I got past her room quick enough, and in such great triumph, that I hadn't noticed I was standing right in plain sight behind the glass of Freddy's room, locking eyes with the tall animatronic.

My stomach dropped to my feet as I swallowed the lump in my throat, growing nervous.

But he tilted his head to the side, sending me a friendly wave.

I breathe out, not realizing I had been holding my breath, terrified.

I felt as if I shouldn't be afraid, and his stride closer to the glass should've frightened me,

but it didnt.

His demeanor made me feel safe, oddly enough, and I felt a tug on the corner on my mouth as I smile up at the large animatronic.

Our moment was disrupted by a loud clattering sound, familiar to the sound of the door that had lifted letting me in. I turn to look, and I see a familiar face, partnered with those piercing green eyes.

"y/n!" Vanessa echoes, walking towards me.

"oh, Vanessa! i'm glad to see you. how'd you know i'd be here?" I ask her as she approached me.

"I never got a text from you, and on duty I noticed your car was still here. After a while, I came looking" She said, crossing her arms.

"i'm sorry, I got lost" I laugh.

"trying to get me in trouble the first day we meet, huh, I see how it is" She jokes, grabbing my hand and leading me out of the room.

"wait, my pizza is on the floor" I say, pulling away from her grip gently and turning around to pick up my box.

"oh, come on, it's probably cold by now. heat up a hot pocket or something when you get home" She says as I bend down and grab the box. As I stand back up, I look forwards and make eye contact with Freddy once more. I could genuinely feel him acknowledging my presence, knowing there had to be so much more to these animatronics than just wires and coding.

"excuse me, miss, you're gonna get me in trouble" She says in a funny voice, but with a hint of actually hurrying me to leave. I laugh at her humor, and turn to leave.

She leads me to the front of the building, and we now say goodbye for the second time. I open the door and start walking out.

"so, what do you think of them?" She asks before I close the door behind me, and I know exactly what she's talking about.

I turn to face her and smile, before responding,

"I like them. a lot"

then waving goodbye.

[xscarletwitchsprincess]

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𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎:

hi! my name is rain, i go by they/them pronouns <3.

my age is unknown because i don't feel comfortable saying it. please don't force me to say it. you will be blocked if you try to. i am still 18+, i just don't want creeps approaching me, please respect my choices <3.

i will write almost anything but i do have limits. i'll list the fandoms i'll write for and the kinks/things i'm comfortable writing, along with the ones i'm not comfortable writing.

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𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐒 / 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒:

FNAF (Five Nights At Freddy's):

- William Afton

- Micheal Afton

- Foxy (any Foxy except for Phantom Foxy if it's smut)

- Montgomery Gator

- SunDrop & MoonDrop

- Roxanne Wolf

- Glamrock Bonnie

- Glamrock Freddy

- Glamrock Chica

Marvel (MCU or a different universe)

- Wanda Maximoff / The Scarlet Witch (ugh, marry me😩)

- Bucky Barnes / The Winter Soldier

- Peter Parker / Spider-Man (any spider-man except ones from Across The Spider-Verse, i haven't seen it sadly)

- Steve Rogers / Captain America

- Natasha Romanoff / Black Widow

- Loki

- Pietro Maximoff

- Tony Stark / Iron Man

- Yelena Belova

- Scott Lang / Ant-Man

- Marc Spector / Steven Grant / Jake Lockley / Moon Knight

DC (can be the comics or cinematic universe):

- Bruce Wayne / Batman (Christian Bale Batman is so hot😩)

- Damian Wayne / Robin (aged up)

- Dick Grayson / Robin / Nightwing

- Jason Todd / Robin / Red Hood

- Rachel Roth / Raven

- Heath Ledger's and Joaquin Pheonix's Jokers (Pheonix plays in the 2019 Joker movie if you didn't know)

- Harley Quinn

Twilight:

- Jasper Hale

- Alice Cullen

- Carlisle Cullen

- Rosalie Hale

- Emmett Cullen

Stranger Things:

- Eddie Munson

- Steve Harrington

- Jim Hopper

- Billy Hargrove

- Robin Buckley

Extra Characters (characters from lists that had less than four options):

- Joel Miller from The Last of Us

- Ellie Williams from The Last of Us II

- Rodrick Heffley from The Diary of a Wimpy Kid series

- Hiccup Haddock (aged up) from How To Train Your Dragon series

- Connor from Detroit: Become Human

- Tengen Uzui from Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba

- Kyojuro Rengoku from Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba

- Rei Suwa from Buddy Daddies

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𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐒:

kinks / sexual actions i'm okay with:

- mommy / daddy kink (not the dd/lg or md/lg type tho, sorry)

- breeding kink

- choking

- dom / sub dynamic

- degradation kink / praise kink

- bondage

- pet play

- hair pulling

- CNC

- spit kink

- knife kink

- blood kink

- dacryphilia / getting aroused when a person is crying while having sexual intercourse

- exhibitionism / public sex

- lactation / breast feeding kink(?) (usually for wlw)

- somnophilia / sexual actions with a sleeping s/o or person

kinks / sexual actions i'm not okay with:

TW: the r word is mentioned

- ageplay

- underage sex

- foot fetish

- fetishes, i don't want to write about fetishes, they make me uncomfortable

- rape

i will definitely write fluff and angst, not just smut !!

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𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐑𝐎:

i hope you'll like my future writing and have fun reading the posts <3! i truly wish that you have an amazing day/night, remember to take care of yourself!

wishing you well,

rain [ they / them ]

[faegramme]

𝔐𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 <𝟛 (updated 8/10/22)

𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔬 𝔴𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔢:

- smut - x reader, some character x character - death/major character death - angst - fluff - specific headcanons - prompts of characters OR [reader] with specific features/personalities etc. (for example; a plus sized reader with a love interest character of your choosing, writing a main character as transgender, etc.) - SOME longer story ideas - yandere/dead dove/darker prompts - age-gaps (LEGAL ONES) - multiple love interests - gendered reader (usually i write an androgynous reader, but if you're looking for anything specific i don't mind delivering on that one ^^)

𝔲𝔫𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔬 𝔴𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔢:

- underage smut - incest of any kind - heavy, heavy gore - zoophilia - fetishization - physically abusive romantic relationships (meaning i won't write an entire one-shot of someone b34t1ng you to d34th)

𝔲𝔭𝔬𝔫 𝔯𝔢𝔮𝔲𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤…

please specify a detailed prompt, which fandom, which character(s), details of [reader] if needed, what topics, and any other detail i might need to know for your prompt. i will always try my best to have them pumped out fast, but i both work and have school, and lack of detail may hinder the timing of your request! if i am not provided enough detail, i may abandon the request unless i ask for follow up. i also reserve the right to refuse anything i am not comfortable with. please do not spam my inbox with your request, if it isn't eventually uploaded, it's possible that i wasn't comfy with that particular request. please always feel free to revise and resend or submit a new prompt, no judgement here whatsoever.

*.~Fandoms~.*

꧁༒☬𝔧𝔬𝔧𝔬'𝔰 𝔟𝔦𝔷𝔞𝔯𝔯𝔢 𝔞𝔡𝔳𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔢 ☬༒꧂

phantom blood: - johnathan joestar - dio brando (more upon request...)

battle tendency: - joseph joestar - caesar zeppeli - kars (more upon request...)

stardust crusaders: - jotaro kujo - oldseph joestar ᴍɪꜱᴄᴇʟʟᴀɴᴇᴏᴜꜱ ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛꜱ: ~ one ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ ᴏɴᴇ-ꜱʜᴏᴛꜱ

- noriaki kakyoin - jean pierre polnareff - muhammad avdol - 3io brando (more upon request...)

꧁༒☬𝔞𝔯𝔠𝔞𝔫𝔢 ☬༒꧂

vi jinx caitlyn kiramman jayce talis vikor mel medarda silco vander sevika ekko

꧁༒☬𝔯𝔢𝔡 𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔡 𝔯𝔢𝔡𝔢𝔪𝔭𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝟚 ☬༒꧂

arthur morgan john marston charles smith javier escuella sean macguire (more upon request...)

꧁༒☬𝔰𝓀𝔶𝔯𝔦𝔪 ☬༒꧂

!all characters requested must derive from a faction or hold significant story value! validating factions include: - companions - dark brotherhood - imperial legion - stormcloaks - thieves guild - dawnguard not a faction, but characters with defining personalities and story value in the dragonborn DLC also validate to be requested.

꧁༒☬𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔦𝔡𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔢𝔳𝔦𝔩 𝔳𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔞𝔤𝔢 ☬༒꧂

- ethan winters - lady dimitrescu - karl heisenberg - donna beneviento - mother miranda

꧁༒☬𝔰𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔶 𝔣𝔞𝔠𝔢 ☬༒꧂

- sal fisher - larry johnson - todd morrison - ashley campbell - travis phelps - maple cohen - chug cohen - robert silva

꧁༒☬𝔯𝔦𝔠𝓀 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔱𝔶 ☬༒꧂

- rick sanchez - bird person (more upon request...)

꧁༒☬𝔣𝔦𝔳𝔢 𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔰 𝔞𝔱 𝔣𝔯𝔢𝔡𝔡𝔶'𝔰 ☬༒꧂

any animatronic from the previous games can be done, just outline what type of plot and/or personality you'd like me to execute, or i can write them based off of my own headcanons ^^ - glamrock freddy - glamrock chica - montgomery gator - roxanne wolf - vanny - vanessa - sun and/or moon - any variation of william afton, dave miller (pre-springlock failure, springtrap, glitchtrap, burntrap, etc.) - any variation of michael afton (OF AGE, security guard mike, post-scoop michael, scooped micahel, etc.)

꧁༒☬𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔞𝔯𝔠𝔞𝔫𝔞 ☬༒꧂

- asra alnazar - julian devorak - nadia satrinava - portia devorak - count lucio - muriel (more upon request...)

꧁༒☬𝔣𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝟜 ☬༒꧂

!all characters requested must be a valid romanceable character, or hold significant story value! validating characters include: - nick valentine - preston garvey - john hancock - cait - piper wright - maccready - curie - paladin danse - deacon (more upon request...)

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【Security Breach requests are open!】

• What I write: Fluff, Angst, gore, some topics(such as s-icide, self hatred ect), Headcannons, One-shots, platonic, x reader,

• What I don't write: toxic behavior, weird personality traits(liking toes or smth), smut, Vanessa/Vanny

『Glamrock Freddy』

Nothing there yet... wanna request?

『Montgomery gator』

Nothing there yet... wanna request?

『Roxsanne wolf』

Roxanne x Trans!Fem!Reader

『Glamrock Chica』

Damaged!Chica x Fem!Mechanic!Reader

『Sundrop』

Sundrop x Gn!Witch!Reader

『Moondrop』

Moondrop x Gn!Witch!Reader

『Gregory』

Nothing there yet... wanna request?