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#68 Caregiver Kink (Daddy/Mommy)

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Eclipse/TransMale!Reader (AFAB terms used)

Note: This is a fill for a prompt sent to @fnafwritings several weeks ago and was ORIGINALLY supposed to be a ficlet, but the Writing Demons got me.

You aren’t sure what it is about him—them?—that draws you in so close. Even when you should be working on chores or running errands on the few days of the week you have free time, you often find yourself with an excuse to stay home. In fact, you’ll find yourself gently trailing behind the animatronic like a lost duckling, usually without even meaning to.

It wasn’t as if they were a risk or danger to anything—no, you couldn’t even imagine them lifting a finger to hurt someone—but you just… felt safer around them.

Is it because you missed them?

Eclipse, as they began to call themselves, had expressed shock when you’d found them in the rubble of the Pizzaplex; but that shock was quickly overpowered by an intense sense of protectiveness and adoration as they grew used to living with you. Emotions that still have yet to wear off, so they don’t seem to mind you being so close all the time.

And you want to be close. So close.

Nightmares came often; dark terrors in the night in the shapes of figures you wanted to forget—mindless endoskeletons and red eyes piercing deep through the endless darkness of the underground facilities.

Places you don't want to remember.

Suffocating. You can’t breathe. Hands start grasping coldly at your limbs, your face, your shoulders. They pull and drag you deeper into the darkness while all you can do is lay frozen and silent, terror coursing through your body like stinging ice and—

You wake up.

The unknown hands on your shoulders are quickly revealed to be Eclipse’s own, gentle but firm; they had been shaking you, though for how long is a mystery.

“Starlight!” They exclaim so forcefully that the sound glitches through their voicebox, and the familiar nickname helps to drag your thoughts back to the present. “Are you okay? You were whimpering and crying and—and I wasn’t sure what to do!”

You blink, then swallow down hard over nothing but a dry tongue and a scream that had almost left your throat. Where...? Oh, you're home. Not there.

“I… I’m… okay…”

“No you aren’t,” Eclipse says sternly, and only then pulls your body over towards theirs, until you’re almost sitting in the bot’s lap. “Chronic nightmares can be a sign of underlying post-traumatic stress. Your heart rate is highly elevated and—and you’ve been having them every night since you saved us.” He tucks you up against his chest. "Please don't lie to us, starlight."

It’s their way of being concerned. Overprotective Sun, always hovering and hugging and holding—that reminder in itself helped to soothe some of your tense muscles. They are still Sun and Moon, just…. Different. It would be a while before their system could heal from the trauma they too endured, or... so you were told.

Eclipse is no larger than Sun or Moon, but they seem to dwarf you entirely, feeling like a mountain in comparison as they pull you tight to their body. While there are some spots of their chassis that need to be properly repaired, but Eclipse is largely fixed from state you'd discovered them in; a broken mess of exposed metal and wires, one optic fried and a total malfunction of Sun's rays and Moon's chromatic sensors. It may have taken all of your savings and a few favors to friends of friends, but they're in a much better state.

So when their fingers gently trail over your shoulder, the sensation of matte silicone over bare skin is almost ticklish. The touch continues down one of your arms, so feather-light and yet it is all your mind can anchor upon.

"Do...you want to go back to sleep?" they murmur, so soft that its as if they already don't want to disturb you.

You look up to meet the animatronic's gaze; warm as the day, peaceful as the night. "...Kinda, actually. It's..." the words are little more than a whisper, barely breaking into a tone. "Can I sleep here? Holding me?"

Eclipse smiles, and it's the cutest thing you've seen in a while. How someone who isn't even a human could look so earnest and sweet is beyond what you'd care to ponder about--but you don't get the opportunity, as they are quick to tilt their head to the side and ask ever so sweetly,

"Would you like us to help you fall asleep?"

You blink, then mirror the curious motion of Eclipse's head with your own. "I didn't think you could still do the whole 'sleepy eyes hypnosis' thing right now."

It was a feature of Moon's programming after all, supposedly to help children fall asleep who were having a hard time. They... he, Moon, had used it on a few occasions on you to help you get some rest on particularly stressful nights. It was interesting to think if Eclipse could still access that part of themselves; perhaps a rabbit hole to follow when it wasn't just past midnight.

The bot's eyes, glowing a tandem white and red in the dim light of your bedroom, hold yours for a few moments. Their expression is nearly impossible to read since it is a combination of Sun and Moon both, whom always had their own unique tics and quirks that you had grown oh-so-familiar with over the years--when combined however, its hard to know what to trust. Sun's expressive smile, or Moon's hard gaze? Is the flutter of his rays well-meaning, or could the flash of sharp teeth mean something else?

"We have the capabilities of both of us," they say simply after a moment, a hint of humor behind their optics. "And if that is what you would prefer, we can certainly do that..."

"Wh... what do you mean?"

Eclipse's expression shifts. This time, you can actually read it--perhaps too well, in fact, because both Moon and Sun alike can't hide when they're up to some mischief, though the former is simply more shameless about it.

"We could... do something else to tire you out," they murmur, and suddenly you're acutely aware how you're sitting in their lap, legs open and sitting astride their lithe hips. “Something… sweeter.”

Oh.

Heat flares up across your cheeks, burning hot as rapid-fire memories fly through your brain like a shameful reminder that yes, oh yes, they had helped you sleep using… less family-appropriate methods. Entirely consensual! Entirely healthy! And completely not in ways that likely invalidated the warranty of the daycare attendant animatronic, assuming they had one.

The silence you offer—brain too fried for a solid several seconds to reply—leaves Eclipse to lean in closer, so close that the position of their hands now on the small of your back is only making it worse. Almost all of your body’s weight is pressed back into their gentle fingertips, and the only source of light is their bicolor eyes, glowing softly enough that just barely illuminates their faceplate; Sun to one side, Moon to the other.

In that moment, you are certain that it’s the two of them staring you down in tandem, only now echoing the same exact expression that makes your stomach twist in its severity: desire.

“Will you let us, little starlight?”

Had Eclipse’s voice always sounded like that? Sweet and friendly yes, but… something about it held a tinge of tension and weight, a faint echo of Moon’s low growl and Sun’s giddy shouts. That is bad enough, they knew you had always enjoyed the sound of their voices, but it’s the nickname that catches you slightly off guard. Little starlight?

Giving that detail no thought (lest you combust into a pile of ash), you simply let your eyes bashfully shift downwards towards one corner of the bed. “I’m uh—I mean—” you flounder for words, even shut your eyes tight, as if fighting a filter of embarrassment that has filled up your throat. But Eclipse was certainly having none of that; they move one hand up and easily engulf your face against their palm, fingers curled around your cheek and guiding your face back in a way that communicated they wanted you to look at them.

“Starlight~” they murmur, Sun’s singsonging lilt teasing through every syllable. “We need an answer. Don’t hide those pretty little eyes from us.”

The grip on your face was not hard or painful in any way—but the knowledge that Eclipse was restraining themselves *just* enough to get their point across. They were just so strong, so much larger than you and… it made you feel small, but in a good way—they were programmed to be caretakers, after all, so it was natural that they’d have that aura in every facet of their personality in some form.

“Please… help me fall asleep?” you finally whisper in request, eyes open but not quite holding their gaze for more than a moment or so at a time.

Eclipse is almost painfully silent for a moment, optics shifting in size so minutely that it would have been hard to notice, but eventually a smile creeps back onto their face. “Please what, little starlight? Who am I?”

Who am I?

It is more than a question determining the literal existence or name of Eclipse—it was a way of asking permission for something very intimate, especially as you had only… partaken in it only twice, once with Sun and Moon each (and with Sun it had been a complete accident that went farther than you’d ever imagined).

It was the best way of gently asking: is this okay? Are we allowed?

You swallow the lump in your throat and carefully clarify your request, “Please… daddy?”

And that moment, in the span of a single fleeting heartbeat that echoes into your ears, all of Eclipse’s careful restraint snaps like a twig beneath the weight of a mountain.

Everything about them makes you feel so *small*. And it would be easy for someone to be afraid of this feeling, this… sense of weakness and fragility when compared to the unyielding force of even the weakest animatronic’s strength. You had seen some of the glam rocks lift things the size and weight of cars—hell, you’d personally seen Sun lift heavy furniture with one hand to help during evening cleanup, and Moon had picked you up by the back of your uniform on a number of occasions just to mess with you (scruffed like a kitten, he often teased).

Eclipse could do all the same and more, if they wanted—but they didn’t. Even as they maneuvered your body around to press your back against their chassis and shifted around the bed to lay back against the headboard for support, you never felt more than firm pressure guiding you with one arm wrapped around your waist; and that was only to make sure you weren’t pinched between any of their exposed joints. They sit cross-legged with their lanky limbs almost like a cage around you, which only makes the size difference all the more apparent.

“Baby boy~” they purred, Moon’s low growl sneaking into the sound as it glitched softly. “Sweet little starlight, why didn’t you ask that first? You can always tell me what you wantwantwant!”

The repetition isn’t a glitch, and it makes your stomach twist with warmth to hear Sun’s verbal quirk sneaking in beside Moon’s in Eclipse’s multilayered voice. It twists even more when one of their hands reach down, caressing fingertips over your loose pajama top and stopping at the waistband of your shorts. But they go no further.

“Eclipse—”the name sounds like a hushed prayer, already pleading for the promise of their fingers filling you up. But Eclipse shushes you with a kiss to the top of your head and a gentle squeeze of their other arm still around your waist.

“Wrong,” they purr again, touch teasing down the front of your shorts and only barely grazing the delicate spot between your thighs. “We don’t use that name right now, though I sure lovelovelooove hearing you say it, starlight~” They trace their fingertips against your slit again through layers of fabric—the sensation itself is almost too light to feel, but your brain has no issue in supplying the multitude of memories in how they’d touched you before. “Now, what do you waaant?”

“Daddy,” you murmur, and the sudden tension of Eclipse’s entire body is not missed in the sound of that word leaving your lips. It reminds you of a predator, keeping still as ice in the underbrush before pouncing upon its prey. “D-daddy, I… want you to touch me?” After a moment you remember to add, “…please?”

“Oh darling, sweet starlight, so good for me!” Their voice chirps before fingertips find the waistline once more and dip beneath the band. “You know just how much we love to hear you beg.”

Smooth silicone fingertips caress down the center of your lower stomach, tickling against the trail of hair that leads closer to the apex of heat between your thighs—where you want them to touch you most. Despite the fact that they had all but memorized all the little places and ways that make you sob, its the careful, teasing touch of their hand making your heart race.

You shut your eyes tight, heat building between your thighs, but their fingers don't move past the soft fuzz above your core.

“Sweet boy,” Eclipse purrs, “Use your words.”

After chewing on your bottom lip for a moment in the hope that they'd simply continue without hearing anything, you muster up as much willpower to break past the constant sense of embarrassment twisting at your insides.

"I-" the words hide behind your tongue. It's always so hard to hear them out loud, even when it was you and Sun or Moon playing together. "Can you... can you rub... my clit?"

The soft keen that ekes from Eclipse's voicebox would make you think they were staring down at a fluffy kitten, but he doesn't waste time indulging in your request once the words have left your lips. Their hand presses lower, finally, with fingertips dipping between the folds of your core and easily finding the place you want their touch most right now.

The initial sense of cold silicone makes you shake, but Eclipse soothes you with their other hand sliding up your chest and gently rubbing circles into your sternum.

"Shhhh," they hush. "Give it a moment, starlight, you're alright."

It doesn't even take that long--before you know it, their deft hand is working you perfectly, index and middle finger drawing small, firm circles over your throbbing bundle of nerves so perfectly that your thighs close tight around them.

Eclipse tuts lowly, a hint of a growl in the words, "Naughty boy, keep those legs open for me."

They don't even wait for you to comply before moving the hand from your chest and forcing your thighs apart with ease; there's no hope for you to fight against them which, ironically, only makes the heat worse. You can feel yourself leaking with arousal before even five minutes had passed, your lover simply taking their time in working you up into a frantic mess. Sun and Moon both loved to do that, in their own ways, and Eclipse seemed to inherit their perversions and thensome.

After all, its not as if you didn't like it.

They keep rubbing and grinding over your clit with perfect motions, having memorized and notated the way every little sensation makes you keen and whimper for them, how speeding up makes your legs shake, or how they can bring you to a sobbing, begging mess just by keeping you from orgasm a few times in a row.

"I wanna c-cum-"

Eclipse picks up the pace at the soft words, nuzzling into the back of your head as they purr, "Ask for it properly, starlight--beg for what you want and we will give it to you."

"C-cum? P-plea..se..."

"Properly," they repeat, the word a shiver of sound next to one of your ears. "You're doing so well for me already baby boy, little starlight, my darling wonderful boy~"

The praise is like a drug to you, Sun's enthusiasm and Moon's insistence both mixing together into a powerful multi-layered cocktail that leaves your brain drunk with arousal. You're so close to the edge that embarrassment can be damned; you part your lips and sob openly, words falling from your lips like a waterfall.

"D-Dah...dee....Please, please make me cum-" Eclipse's fingers speed up, the other hand keeping your thighs spread apart despite the urge to close them. "-please please oh god please, I'm so cloh-ooooh...."

"Silly boy, that's not my naaaame~" the bot purrs, pulling their hand away from your heat, throbbing with need and so wet with arousal that it's dripping from their fingertips.

You wiggle uselessly against the firm grip of their other arm around your waist; there's no use fighting it, since they could keep you held down with scarcely a second thought for longer than you could ever hope to struggle. No, Eclipse doesn't allow you the satisfaction of even being able to lift your hips up to try and seek out their touch. They tut again, sound sharp in your ear, and merely trace little wet circles against your inner thigh.

"Daddy, daddy-" It's easy to play into what Eclipse wants. Easy to let them take care of you, to play with you like a sweet little toy so you don't have to think of anything at all but the sound of their voice and the sensation of their hands pinching and rubbing and pressing into all the right spots. "Daddy Ec-clipse... Sun? Moon? Please take care of me, I w-want your fingers inside me so bad d-daddy..."

Is it the fact that you're asking in detail? Or maybe it's because you've said all of their names? Is that what they want?

You've barely the time to finish the sentence before Eclipse is sinking two fingers inside of your sopping cunt, sparing little time to let you get used to the thickness--but you'd been aching for it ever since they pulled you into their lap that it hardly matters at this point.

"Oh, sweetsweetsweet baby boy! Don't you know how tempting you are to me~?" the bot giggles, jack-hammering his fingers so fast that you're already starting to see stars. "A little treat, yes oh yessss~ A sweet little toy for us to play with."

A sob spills from your lips. Their fingers are so long and thick that it makes your body writhe against them even before they stroke along your g-spot--and when they do, you see stars.

"A-ah!" the cry slips from your lips without meaning to, hips writhing in the bot's firm grip. "Pl-please! D-dah... Daddy...."

"C'mon, starlight~" Eclipse purrs, tilting their faceplate so the sound vibrates against your ear. "Be a bit more specific for daddy now. What do you want?"

"F-fingers..."

"Hmm? What about our fingers?"

"In-....inside... deeper..."

Eclipse makes a low, rumbling noise. Seemingly pleased so far, they urge, "Oh baby boy, beautiful boy," they nuzzle into the side of your head, fingers pumping all the while in short, precise strokes. "Do you think you can handle that? Such a cute, tight cunt you have..."

"N-noooo... I can... h-handle it…”

The animatronic chuckles, pressing their mouth to the nape of your neck and letting the tips of sharp teeth brush over your skin.

"Are you absolutely certain?" Eclipse murmurs, gently separating their two fingers to gently stretch your muscles. "Because it sure feels very tight down here. A third finger might break you~"

You moan, their teasing words and coyish touch making you crave it all the more. This is nothing compared to the one time that you'd taken Eclipse's thick, twisting tendrils, but it's more pleasure and satisfaction than your own fingers could ever bring you.

And you just want more.

With a sob, you writhe against him and scratch your fingertips over the arm gripping around your waist. Shame has all but leapt out the window by this point, leaving your legs spread wide enough that they’re splayed open and hanging off either side of Eclipse’s lap. They giggle, then slow the speed of their fingers to a n agonizing pace, barely pressing an inch or two inside before pulling them all the way out.

Toying with you.

And you know exactly what they want.

“Pleasepleaseplease daddy!” You sob, feeling tears of pleasure start filling the corners of your eyes and blurring everything together—but not even that could contort the sight between your thighs of his hand making every effort to keep you teetering on the edge. “I wanna cum, wanna c-cum so bad for you, want—… want you to watch…”

Eclipse purrs. While they don’t say anything at first, the sudden feeling of their fingers pressing deep inside you again is almost answer enough—and it doesn’t take very long before you feel a third pressing in alongside the others.

So thick, stretching your cunt wide over their digits. It’s so good, too good, and it doesn’t take long before you’re shaking in their arms and crying out their name over and over and over again.

Orgasm hits you so hard, it feels like it lasts forever—and they continue to thrust their fingers inside you until you nearly go limp against them. After a few more moments that leave your nerves almost overstimulated, Eclipse pulls their fingers out, seeming to enjoy how wet you are from their touch and words alone.

“Hnnng… Eclipse?” You whimper, body exhausted and mind already loving the soft, sleepy afterglow. “Er, daddy?”

“You don’t have to call us that now, starlight,” the bot assures in a low, gentle voice. “But you did such a good job! I don’t think you’ve taken that many fingers before! And you were sososoooo adorable when you came—such a cute expression, and your little pussy tried so so hard to milk my fingers~”

You groan and pull your hands over your hot face, clarity seeping in where shameless pleasure kept it shoved out of sight.

Eclipse giggles, though their voice drops to abyssal depths when they lean down to whisper directly into your ear,

“Maybe next time we’ll stuff you full of the real thing.” They pause, then smile wide, returning to the bright joy of Sun's voice. “But only if you’re a good boy tonight and get some sleep! You are… sleepy now, right?"

You don't say anything, but turn your head to the side to nod against their chest.

"Good," Eclipse murmurs. "You can go to sleep, starlight. I'll clean you up--" their voicebox glitches out for a moment as Moon's gravely voice seeps in, "--and I promise I won't play with you while you're asleep... Not too much, at least."

"And you call me horny," you murmur, a smile on your lips all the same. "You better wake me up if you do--I wanna have fun with daaaddyyyy~"

Eclipse goes still for a few moments, and you can tell they are actively contemplating if they want to chase that rabbit, then they finally chuckle.

"We will. Get some rest, starlight."

#ennvi reblogs #ennvi's favorites #dear gods this fic made me FEEL SOMETHING #daycare attendants have been comfort characters for some time now #but this fic made me realize I AM ATTRACTED TO THEM #seriously SUCH a delicious fic #ripping through a phone book with my teeth while reading #nsfw #fnaf #tw: daddy kink

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