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ruh--roh-raggy · 5 months

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Pretty Little Wife (William Afton x Wife! Reader SMUT)

Hi everyone, this is my first fic for the FNAF fandom, AU where William isn't a murderer, he just owns the pizzeria with Henry. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, THIS STORY CONTAINS ADULT CONTENT, 18+ ONLY, MDNI, mirror sex, soft dom William, slightly possessive William, fingering, multiple orgasms, throat holding/slight choking but not really, hand job, praise, fluff at the end, William is just really obsessed with being your husband, she/her pronouns used, AFAB reader, sweetheart, honey, baby, bunny used as pet names. I hope you guys enjoy!

If anyone knows who came up with this head cannon originally please let me know so I can tag them! William Afton absolutely fingers his wife with the hand his wedding ring is on, the thought has been making me feral for days.

You can find my Masterlist here! ~ AO3 Link!

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William loved nothing more than showing off his pretty little wife. Having you holding onto his arm, giving his bicep a tender squeeze whenever you joined in about one of his accomplishments. It was nights like tonight when he wished he had turned down his friend's request to join him and his wife for dinner. Every small shift in your movements highlighted something he absolutely adored about you; how you crossed one leg over the other, causing your dress to ride up slightly and show off the plush flesh of your thigh, how you would lean your head on his shoulder and he would catch the intoxicating scent of your perfume, how your much smaller hand would fidget with his when prompted to talk about yourself. “Will, I still don't know how you managed to pull a dime like that.” Henry chuckles as he pours the both of them a glass of whiskey. He hands him the crystal glass, the dark amber liquid swirling around inside.

“What can I say? I'm a lucky guy.” He smiles as the sound of your laughter drifts in from the other room.

“To our beautiful wives, my friend.” The glasses clink together as they toast. William eyed his business partner with disdain. He had noticed his lingering gaze on you the entire night, the sight alone was enough to nearly throw him into a jealous rage. How dare he look at you in such a disgusting manner, his best friend of all people.

“We should probably get going.” William forces a casual grin of dismissal. “I'm sure (Y/N) is getting pretty tired, she's had a long day.”

“Of course.” William nods courteously. “I wouldn't want to keep you and the Mrs. out too late.” The pair make their way back into the dining room where you sat chatting excitedly with William’s wife, Emilie. Your bright smile sent a surge through Williams veins, your bright eyes landing on him the instant he had entered the room. “Honey, you want to start heading home?” You nod, rising from your chair and molding into his side. He wraps his arm around your shoulders, shooting a possessive look towards the other man.

“Goodnight, it was wonderful to see you.” The pair make their goodbyes before you head out the door with your husband. “We should do that again soon.” You smile up at him as you cuddle into his side. A brief scowl flashes across his features as he thinks of the way his friend looked at you.

“Of course honey, I know how much you love spending time with Emilie.” His thumb languidly trails over the bare skin of your shoulder. You pause, your husband halting in time with your stopping movement. You gaze up at him lovingly, your hand sliding over his stomach as you turn him to face you.

“I love you, Mr. Afton.” You say softly and with a smile.

“And I love you, Mrs. Afton.” His head drops lower, allowing his lips to meet yours as he pulls you into a sweet kiss. The ride home was spent with you tucked comfortably into his side as he drove. You pulled up in front of your house, your gaze drifting up to meet his. “I can't get over how beautiful you are.” Your breath shudders from your chest as you feel yourself drowning in him. William always seemed to have this effect on you, his strong and dominant gaze holding you firmly in place as he admired your beauty. His hand slowly slid over your thigh, a shiver running up your spine at his subtle movements. His hand drifts to your face, tilting your chin up slightly as he brings his lips to yours. “Let’s head in.” He whispers.

“Okay.” You respond in the same tone as a smile creeps across your lips. William slides out of the driver's seat, taking long strides around the front of the car to open your door for you. You giggle as he offers his hand to help you out, allowing him to spin you around before he pulls you into his side. “I’m going to make some tea, do you want some?”

“That would be great, baby, thank you.” He kisses your forehead, both of you lazily walking to your shared bedroom to change into something a bit more comfortable. You had opted for one of your husbands button down shirts, the loose fabric cascading off one shoulder as you left it half unbuttoned, the lace of your lingerie peeking out just below the hem. William was forced to suppress a groan as he caught sight of you in the mirror, admiring the way you looked in his clothes with a giddy expression on your face. “Sweetheart,” you perk up at the sound of his voice before turning to face him, “come here.” You saunter over to him, pulling your bottom lip between your teeth as you look at him with bright, excited eyes. He gently takes hold of your waist, turning you around and guiding you back into his lap. You could see both of your reflections in the full length mirror across from you, your husband’s massive stature easily dwarfing your smaller frame. You sigh softly as you feel his lips press against your shoulder, your eyes meeting his in the mirror as you watch him trail kisses over your exposed skin. You feel his hand slide over your thigh, the cool shock from his wedding band drastically contrasting his warm skin. William always loved the way the gold band looked as his hands roamed your body. You push your back into his broad chest as he eases your legs open, “I think you look even better in this shirt than I do.” He breathes next to your ear. You squirm in his lap as he languidly trails his fingers up and down the inside of your thigh.

“I don’t know about that.” You run your hand over his strong forearm. “You’re always very nice to look at.” Your eyes drop to his lips before slowly raising to meet his again. His chest rumbles as he lets out a quiet chuckle.

“Is that so?” His hot breath fans over your lips. His finger trails along the edge of your underwear before he hooks into them, slowly easing the lace down your legs. He holds your face in his hand, directing your attention to the mirror in front of you. “You seem to forget how beautiful you are, sweetheart.” His massive hand wrapped around your thigh, massaging your soft skin as he presses a kiss to your cheek. Your head falls back against his shoulder as he finally runs his fingers over your dripping folds. “Look in the mirror, bunny.” He growls. You struggled to meet your reflections gaze, warmth immediately spreading across your cheeks at the sight of your husband's fingers quickly becoming covered in your arousal. Moans fell effortlessly from your lips as he gradually increased his pace. You cried out his name as he suddenly sinks his teeth into your neck. Your body jolts as his thumb grazes over your clit. “Look how pretty my girl is, already so loud from just my fingers.

“W-Will-” You gasp out his name, struggling to keep your eyes on the mirror as you watched him relentlessly fucked into your soaked cunt. He whispers sweet praises in your ear in an attempt to keep your mind from getting too hazy.

“You know, I never get tired of seeing my wedding ring disappear inside of you.” He hums. You could faintly make out the glint of the gold band in the dim lighting of the bedroom. William felt your walls flutter around his fingers. “Cum for me sweetheart.” He speeds up his pace rubbing your clit, your orgasm crashing over you not long after. You screamed as white hot pleasure ripped through you, William taking your chin in his hand to force you to look in the mirror. Your legs shuddered, your hips desperately grinding against his drenched hand. “That’s it honey, good job.” He praises you gently. “Think you can give me a few more.” He grins mischievously at you. A whine escaped your lips as he slowly began to pick up his pace again, your throbbing cunt already growing oversensitive from his touch. You squirmed, keening at his touch as he grazed your sensitive bundle of nerves. Your body jolted at the smallest stimulation, your husband very easily able to bring you to the brink of your second orgasm. He chuckled slightly as you pushed yourself further down onto his fingers.

“Fuck.” You groan, your climax just out of reach.

“Just relax honey, let me take care of my pretty little wife.” He says as he nips at your neck, causing you to yelp. He caresses your jaw, guiding your eyes to meet his in the mirror. He traces a finger down your throat before wrapping his hand around your neck. “Who do you belong to honey?” You feel the smirk spread across his lips as they press to the corner of your mouth.

“My husband.” You suppress a grin as you pull your bottom lip between your teeth. You hear a growl rise in his throat, hearing you call him your husband always did something to him. You scream as his fingers begin to fuck into you at a relentless place.

“Such a sweet little wife I have, look at how well you’re taking my fingers baby. Fuck, I love you so much.” You feel him start to rut his hips into you, his hard member pressing into the curve of your ass. He somehow managed to understand you begging to cum through the sobs that cracked free from your throat. The light pressure he was putting on your throat was making you delightfully lightheaded. You watched as his fingers slid in and out of your soaked core. Your body went rigid as he thrusted perfectly into a spot inside you that turned your vision white.

“Shit, that’s it, right there.” You gasp out. He places hot open mouthed kisses to your jaw. After a few more pumps of his fingers you screamed out his name, begging him to keep fucking you as you rode out your second orgasm. Your husband curses under his breath, you feel him struggling to pull off his pants. His hands wrap around your waist, moving you to sit on his stomach, guiding your hand to wrap around his cock. He hissed as you gave him a few tentative pumps. You moan as his fingers slip back inside of you, his rhythm matching your strokes.

“Faster.” He groans out a command, both of your rhythms increasing. You whined, resting a hand on his thigh as you struggled to stay upright. His hips stuttered as he tried to resist fucking into your fist. Your legs trembled as you fought against your impending orgasm, wanting to finish at the same time as him. You felt his cock twitch in your palm.

“I’m gonna cum.” You moan, rolling your hips against his hand.

“Finish for me sweetheart.” He holds on tightly to your hip with one hand, keeping you in place as the other pounded into you. You hear his breathy moans and strangled gasps as his own climax begins to creep up on him. He growls out your name as hot ropes of cum shoot from his aching member and splatter on his stomach, You collapse onto the mattress, his hold on you the only thing keeping your hips in the air as he forced one more orgasm out of you. You sobbed into the sheets, hot tears trailing down your cheeks as the intense pleasure became almost painful, your gummy walls clenching around his fingers as your whole body shook. Your body slumped as you came down from your high, William gently eased his fingers out of you and laid you down. He pulls you into his arms, his chest heaving against your back as you both try to catch your breath. He carefully tilts your chin up, kissing you softly as he holds you close.

“I love you Mr. Afton.” You smile sleepily, your eyelids already feeling heavy as you sink into the mattress. He chuckles at your fucked out state. He helps you out of his shirt before fully stripping down himself. He pulls your back to him, placing a kiss to your shoulder.

“I love you Mrs. Afton.” You laid in silence, the two of you just enjoying the quiet intimacy. It wasn’t long until you drifted off into a dreamless sleep wrapped up in your husband’s embrace.

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lxstfathier · 9 months

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Daddy!William who is at least twice your age.

Daddy!William who absolutely loves how innocent and inexperienced you are, calling you his “dumb little bunny”.

Daddy!William who always buys you anything you want, stuffed animals, pretty clothes, coloring books, etc.

Daddy!William who never takes off his colorful bracelet that says “daddy”, made by you obviously.

Daddy!William who enjoys choking you with his tie, or his belt… or his big hands.

Daddy!William who sometimes takes you with him to the pizzeria, letting you eat as many pizza and ice cream as you want, and then, before closing, play some arcade games together.

Daddy!William who is a very stern man, sometimes even mean. but not with you, you’re his good little bunny, he would never hurt you.

Daddy!William who teaches you robotics, but you’re not good at it, you just like seeing the finished animatronics.

Daddy!William who fucks you every night after coming home from work, taking out all of his stress on you, pounding your tight pussy until he spills his hot cum inside and you’re whining from the overstimulation.

Daddy!William who gifts you a fredbear plushie, with a hidden tracker inside, to always keep an eye on you.

Daddy!William who likes it when you give him sloppy head under the desk while he’s working, or even while he’s talking with Henry about some important stuff.

Daddy!William who adores you more than anything in the world, and would never hesitate to kill someone who messes with his precious bunny.

Daddy!William who would love to get married with you someday.

#hes such a father figure and i have many thots <3 #william afton x reader #william afton fanfic #william afton smut #fnaf fanfic

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ahsxual · 4 months

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Dark Sins - II

Pairing: William Afton x Fem!Reader

Summary: After what happened, you tried so desperately to forget about William Afton, the man who couldn't leave your mind no matter how hard you tried it. But desire is a dark sin, a feeling that makes human beings do things against their will.

Genre: Smut

Warnings: minors don't interact + 18, guilt, office sex, cheating, choking, sassy reader, p in v sex (no protection), spanking, Dom!William x Sub!Reader, possessive William, daddy kink, spanking (one slap), softer William at the end, married William, age gap (reader is on her 20s, William is 50), cursing, student!reader

Word Count: 2,7k

Part I & Part III

A/N: Part II of Dark Sins was unexpectedly requested by you, so here I am posting it! I didn't expect so much support after not writing fics for 3 years (can you believe??), but I'm glad to be back! Ly guys <33 @fandom-maniac-anime here's your tag, hun! ^^

It's been weeks since that little "incident" with William and you couldn't managed to take the thought of fucking your boyfriend's dad out of your mind. You knew it was wrong, you knew it was filthy, but you couldn't forget about William's tongue and fingers inside of you, making you cum so hard until you saw stars. It sent shivers down your spine everytime you thought about it and it made you feel so guilty... Sure, Stu made some mistakes in your relationship, but nothing compares to what you did to him. You didn't know what to do: was it better to tell Stu the truth? No no, he would never forgive you and you would ruin his relationship with his stepfather, even tho it wasn't completely your fault... should you just broke up with him? That wasn't an option either, because you loved Stu dearly.

Your mind was a mess and you couldn't focus on anything. Not even your studies, which complicated things because you had an important exam in a couple of weeks. You were now in your room alone, reflecting on what you should do to make things feel right again. That's when you had an idea that could help you get in line again and distract you from your forbidden desires.

"Hey babe, can I talk to you?" you asked Stu, your boyfriend, when he answered your call.

"Sure baby, is everything alright?" you heard Stu becoming worried which was unlikely of him. Your heart started to beat faster when you thought about the possibility of him discovering your darkest secret, but you pushed it away quickly.

"Well... I was thinking of, you know, do something for me. Something I think that would be good for me." you could practically sense the confusion that Stu must have felt when you said those words.

"And... what's that?" you heard him chuckle on the phone, a typical reaction from Stu.

"I think I should get a job... like a part-time, so I can get some money and be more financially independent, you know?" you started chowing your nails nervously, before you heard a hysterical laugh from your boyfriend. Now it was your time to get confused. "Why are you laughing? I'm serious, Stu!"

"You, working? Come on babe, you must be joking! Why do you need a job? That's for desperate people. And you're not desperate." he laughed like what you just said was the best joke he had ever heard.

"What? Why do you say that? That's not true!" you felt a little bit offended by Stu's comment and immaturity. Stu was a rich and spoiled guy, of course he would think that way.

"My dad works with those people, Y/N. And even he thinks that those people are desperate just to gain a few bucks." when you heard the word "dad" come out of his mouth, you stopped breathing for a moment, making you cough. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." you lied. There was a silence between the two of you, since you weren't sure of what to say. You were lost on your thoughts, before you heard Stu speak again.

"Listen... if you really want to get a job or a part-time, fine. I'm sure my dad can help you with that." you felt trapped, like your heart was going to explode and your mind was screaming for you to refuse his help and forget the idea of getting a job with his dad's help. You didn't really need it, you just wanted to occupy your mind with important things and be as busy as you could, so your mind wouldn't be able to think about things that didn't matter.

"Yeah, I would really appreciate that." your mouth betrayed you, speaking for your lust instead of listening to your rational and morals.

"Fine, I'll talk to him then." he said with a smirk on his face and paused. You knew something was up since Stu always wanted something in return when he made you a favor that he doesn't agree in the first place. "Buuut, you need to do whatever I ask for two weeks! No matter what it is!" you rolled your eyes, knowing that he would ask something against your will.

"Sure babe, what is it?" you smiled at his excitement, even tho you felt suspicious about his request.

"Me and the boys want to spend a week out. At... Billy's house." your smile immediately fadded away when he mentioned Billy's name. You were worried about the strange and probably bad influence Billy had on Stu, but after what happened a few weeks ago, you knew you couldn't be mad at him. "Come on doll, you know I won't cause any trouble! You know me!" he laughed at his own words, which made you laugh as well.

"Yeah sure Stu, I totally believe what you just said! Not even you believe it!" you both laughed, until you decided to let him have fun without complaining. "When will you guys go out then?"

"Oh fuck, is that a yes??" you could feel Stu's enthusiasm.

"I mean, I don't want to be the nagging girlfriend who doesn't let her man go out with his friends." even tho you felt nervous about Stu spending a week away from you, specially in Billy's presence, you couldn't forbid him to do something he really wanted to.

"Nahh, don't worry about it. You're the best, babe. We'll go in two weeks after our last exam. And don't worry, I'll talk to my dad right now. He's downstairs." your stomach sank when you realized William was at Stu's house too. You haven't seen him since then, avoiding him as much as possible.

"Thanks, baby. I love you so much..." tears started forming in your eyes, guilt consuming you by each second. Maybe Stu being away and enjoy his time with the boys would be good for both of you, since Stu was a very clingy boyfriend. You didn't mind it at all... but it became incredibly difficult to show affection towards Stu and have sex with him after everything.

"Love you too, sweet cheeks." were his last words before he hung up.

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Two weeks had passed and you were saying your goodbyes to your boyfriend. You would definitely miss him. Now you were in your room, looking at William's business card deciding on either or not you should go to his office. After a few long minutes debating if you should make an appointment or not, you called the number when a kind, older woman answered.

"H-hey good afternoon, I wanted to make an appointment with Mr. Afton if it's possible?" you started sweating and shaking a little bit, a ridiculous reaction to such a simple act, you thought.

"Yeah, sure! We have a vacancy for an appointment in two hours, a client canceled half an hour ago his appointment. Do you want me to make a reservation for you, ma'am?" the lady asked, and if you thought you were nervous before, now you were panting.

"Yes, that would be great." you swallowed hard, your throat becoming extremely dry.

One hour and a half passed and you were now facing the mirror, trying to calm yourself down until you felt ready to leave your room. You were dressed in a pink skirt with a small, white top that defined your breasts. You felt pretty, yet you perfectly knew this outfit would be seen as provocative to your boyfriend's dad. Why were you doing this?? Why would want to get pretty for a man who's twice your age?? Those thoughts were pushed away when you gained the courage to leave your house and went straight to Mr. Afton's office.

"Come in." you heard that deep, masculine voice... the voice that you unconsciously dreamed of hearing again. You took a deep breath before coming in and closed the door. After a moment, you saw William staring at you in disbelief before a small smirk came to his face. "Well, I wasn't expecting such an... unexpected, yet very welcoming client to come".

"I just came looking for a job, Mr. Afton." you stuttered a little bit, William's big blue eyes staring at you intimidatingly.

"I'm sure you are... sit down." he chuckled and you frowned confused before sitting down like he told you to. He started reading your curriculum attentively like he was reading his favorite book, before he looked at you silently.

"So... what do you advice me, sir?" oh that nickname... always so obedient, his little girl. Yes, you read that right. For him, you were already his.

"Well, I have a... very interesting job option for you. I think you would love working there actually, and for a part-time, it should be all good." he smirked dangerously and you looked at him confused once again, waiting for his advice.

"What is it then?" you asked curiously, before he got up from his seat slowly to make you both coffee. You accepted, since you didn't want to be rude.

"A sex shop." he said it like it was so normal to him. You almost spitted your coffee and started coughing a little bit. "It's also near my house and I know the owner very well. He told me a while ago he needed a pretty employee to... you know, attract more costumers." you looked at him shocked and speechless. No words came out of your mouth and William enjoyed the effect he had on you. "Do you want the job or not?" this time he went serious and approached you, his hands interwained in front of you to show power over you.

"Isn't there any other option? I don't think Stu-"

"My son has nothing to do with this. It's your life, your choice. Don't waste my time Y/N, you have to take this seriously. Otherwise you can get your pretty ass up and leave." he shouted sternly and went back to work on other client's files, completely ignoring you.

"O-Ok, I'll do it!" you said impulsively since you felt trapped. You wonder how William knew so well the sex shop's owner like he said. Does he buy a lot of sex toys? Is he that kinky? He must be so experienced... your thoughts were interrupted when you felt a strong hand grabbing your neck before putting you on top of his desk, him standing between your spread legs. "W-what are you doing-"

"Shut up now, bunny. You're getting on my nerves and I don't like that one bit. You think I'm stupid? That I didn't notice how you dressed up to me like an innocent girl just to get a reaction from me, huh?" his grip on your neck tighten and it became harder to breath. "You're nothing but innocent, sweetie. And you're gonna prove to me right now how filthy you really are. The side no one knows about, but me. Not even Stu." his eyes were darker then before and you felt your core getting wetter. You knew he was right and the worse of it, you didn't feel guilty anymore. You've had already sinned, so now you just let yourself go and followed your deepest desires without anyone to stop you now.

"You know what?" you challenge him with your eyes and words, before you started rubbing yourself against his already hard cock, making him confused and frown for a moment, waiting for your response. "Maybe you're right. I'm a little dirty fucking whore who's desperate to be fucked by my boyfriend's father. I've been touching myself while thinking about you... and since what happened, the only way Stu could make me cum, was if I thought it was you fucking me instead." you tried to speak the best you could due to the lack of oxygen, but it was enough to drive William insane. He stared at you incredulously, admiring your honesty with such ease. He suddenly pulled you to him and kissed your neck roughly, leaving hickeys and love bites on its way. You gasped at his roughness and the fact he was marking you as his, so everyone else could see it.

"Don't worry, sweetheart. My son won't see the way I marked you, even tho I would like to see his face once he realizes you're mine now." he whispered seductively into your ear before bitting your earlobe. He continued his attacks on your neck while he unbuttoned his pants, taking his erected cock on his strong hand and started to touch himself. He then undressed your top and bra effortlessly, like he already did it so many times during his life, before putting one of your erected nipples in his mouth. He was sucking and biting the sensitive flesh, making you moan loudly. "Shh baby, you're on my work place, don't forget it."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Afton. I'll try my best to be quiet." you promised breathlessly, pleasure consuming you at a dangerous rate.

"Good girl..." his low voice made your pussy pulsate into nothing, making you desperate for this older man's touch. "But for now on, call me daddy, understood?" he tried to remain serious and control himself, so he wouldn't cum before fucking you.

"Please daddy fuck me already, I can't wait anymore..." your desperation was palpable and it only made him even more proud of the power he had over you.

"You're mine now, bunny. Is that clear?" he said before pushing your drenched panties aside with his fingers and finally entered you. You both moaned loudly and you only prayed that no one heard you. "Fuck, you're so tight..." he pounded into you faster after giving you just a couple of seconds for you to adjust to his large size. You bite your lip until it hurted, so you wouldn't make too much noise, but it was becoming unbearable.

"Please daddy, I can't stay quiet!" he understood you needed help, so he put one hand on top of your mouth and nose and continued to fuck you hard.

"Say that you're mine... fucking say it!" he growled into your ear in a way that scared you, so you decided to give him want he wanted.

"I'm only yours daddy, I need to cum please!" you cried out pitiful pleads, meaning every word you said. He suddenly changed your positions, grabbing your body while he barely sat on the desk for support and pounded into you almost in the air. His strength surprised you and the new position touched your g spot just perfectly, making you cum within a few seconds. He knew you were about to cum, so he quickly grabbed his tie and put it into your mouth so it could muffle your moans.

"That's it babygirl, cum for daddy and make me proud. Prove to me I'm the only one who can pleasure you this good." he spanked you hard on your ass and that was all you needed to reach your limit. Your orgasm was intense and it made your legs tremble, which made your pussy squeeze William's cock as well. He came right after you, letting out a growling moan that turned you on so much, before he loaded his thick sperm inside you. He then turned around so he could sit on his chair with you on top of him, both of you trying to catch your breath. After a while you both stared at each other's eyes deeply, his now softer cock still buried in you and he didn't seem to care about the risks or if he would get you pregnant.

You knew all of this was extremely wrong... you knew he was much older than you and would never want anything serious with a young girl, specially when you were dating his own son. But the way he was looking at you right now told you something different. His eyes became softer now that he was looking at you, showing a bit of care and... love? No, it couldn't be. Stu told you that his mother and William weren't on good terms lately and probably didn't have sex anymore, but maybe that was something that made you believe William could possibly care about you and wanting to make you his. All those thoughts and theories were put aside when you impulsively grabbed William's face and kissed him. He reciprocated without any hesitation, his experienced and soft tongue tasting like coffee while his big hands pulled you closer and grabbed you like you would escape from him at any moment. The kiss wasn't rougher and primal like the sex you had. No. It was soft, slow and passionate... a kiss that you believed only people who were in love could do.

Your heart started to beat faster, desperate to feel and discover more about his softer side, and that made you realize something: was I falling in love with my boyfriend's father?

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frogspond200 · 5 months

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𝚈𝚊𝚗! 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚘𝚗

Requested by: @stayinguplate

Ask: Hiii can we have some yandere William afton please like…where reader is going to quit and move because of how much he creeps them out

Warning: General Yandere behavior

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William’s fixation on you is intense, like- borderline obsessive. He keeps a close eye on your every move, meticulously noting even the smallest details about their daily routine. His presence is chilling, often causing you discomfort (if you’re into that) with his unnaturally intense gaze and the way he always seems to be lurking nearby, no matter where you are.

William is increasingly possessive of you, believing you belong to him and no one else. He shows signs of jealousy even at the slightest interaction with other men, often resulting in veiled threats or intimidation towards anyone he perceives as a threat. Despite his unsettling behavior, William knows how to wear a facade of charm and charisma. He may attempt to manipulate situations or conversations to keep you close, using his deceptive charm to try and dissuade you from leaving.

His threats are veiled within seemingly innocent conversations, sending a clear message that leaving might not be as simple as it seems. He drops hints about his ability to find you anywhere, making you increasingly wary. As you makes plans to quit and move, William becomes increasingly desperate in his pursuit. He might resort to extreme measures to keep you within his reach, showing a darker, more sinister side of his obsession.

Your decision to leave becomes a constant battle between your desire for freedom and the fear of what William might do if you attempt to escape his clutches. Over time, you start to uncover the depth of William’s disturbing fixation, realizing that leaving might not only be about physical distance but also about severing any ties that could tether you to his grasp.

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happy74827 · 3 months

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Does anyone still read William Afton (FNAF MOVIE) x Reader fics? I just wrote the most angst-driven fic (probably) in my entire life and I literally am in love with it, but I’m afraid that there’s no one who’d read it.

I don’t think my heart would be able to handle it if there’s no one to relish in it with me 🥲

[Edit]: I posted it 😃 the link is here

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spunky-spunkster · 9 months

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they're so gay guys omg go read my fic normal neighbors guys pls thank u

#five nights at freddy's #fnaf #art #fivenightsatfreddysfanart #fnaf william afton #william afton #william afton x reader #william afton fanfic #william afton fnaf #normal neighbors

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robin-munson · 1 month

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someone needs to write a willam afton priest fic asap because this photo definitely give me priests vibes

#movie william afton #william afton #william afton x you #william afton fanfic #matthew lillard

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tyarichtofen · 1 year

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William Afton x Reader.

The Piano Teacher. - Masterlist

Warnings : very shitty smut, praise kink and a little age gap-

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William Afton was your pianist teacher, first it was lessons with few other people with you, but since you had struggle with concentration and focus on work with a lot of noise around you, you'd ask Mister Afton if he would teach you during off hours. To your great surprise he accepted. He said he saw true talents in you and he wanted to expose it, he was willing to help you with as much as he had for you to accomplish. It first took you back, William seemed to be the kind of distant man that didn't care for anybody except for himself. You couldn't deny that you enjoyed his true him, he made you feel special. And you figured he could use a little company since he divorced his ex-wife just months before. It also happened that he took his youngest son, Evan, to attempt your study. The boy looked a lot like his father but, for a strange reason, he seemed to be scared of anything and everything. He was still adorable, and you even taught him some notes, when his father wasn't looking you'd make grimaces at him, easing the strange tension the boy had. The session after this one, William told you he noticed it, and find it very cute of you. He also added that his son liked you, which was pretty rare.

You could qualify yourself as his favorite very quickly, you knew he liked you, he didn't had such a problem to demonstrate it to you. Your presence was welcomed, he made you feel wanted and safe. He also quickly found nicknames to you such as "doll", "darling" and "love" which, the first time, had your heart beat increase and your knees buckling. You were scared he called every girl that way, but he quickly hushed your overthinking when you saw him interact with few of his others students, confirming that he was actually a man that kept his distance most of the time. You were good audience and always liked to see him perform, being a visual learner also made it a great practice for you to look at his skilled fingers caressing the piano -sometimes wishing that it was you instead- and today was one of this day.

'So, what do you think of it ? You like it ?' He asks not hiding his excitement to hear your answer on the song he just made you listen to and he composed himself day priors. Sometimes William reminded you of a child wanting to know everyone's opinion about his little drawing, it was cute to see him having this much infatuation for his artistic project. He once confessed to you that you were the first one to hear his songs, and it was your opinion that imported him the most.

'Yes, I definitely do sir.' You chuckle behind your hand and looks up at him. He could write a song about making pizzas that you'd love it, everything William wrote was so him, it breathed in his spirit so you could only like it, and it was no wonder he started to become famous.

That was something that started to worry you, the fact that he was becoming famous. Well, it wasn't that you wanted to gatekeep his talents and qualities, of course not. You wanted to gatekeep him.

There was a deep rotting feeling in the pit of your stomach each time you knew he was gonna perform. The feeling kept you awake, thinking of how easily one of them could flow over his arms and spend a part of the night with him, the thought only making you wanna puke.

He made all these girls laugh and smile. He made them look at him. William Afton was a brilliant man. He excelled in everything, when somtehing touched even his fingertips it became gold, he was a good pianist, compositeur and quite the singer (but few, if any, knew that. William sang on really rare occasion, you asked his youngest son if it happened frequently at home and he happily confirmed), had an exquisite humour and was overly charming. You couldn't think of a reason for them to not be attracted to him. He was the center of their attention during only 2 hours, maybe, but for you it was 2 hours too long.

'Mister Afton,' You started, not sure of the end of your sentence actually.

'Yes, darling ?' He filled the silence you let install after a few seconds, letting you know you had all his attention.

'Do you...' Do you like me too ? Do you want to hold my hand too ? Do you want to kiss me too ? Do you feel those butterflies too ? Do you feel jealous over random people too ? Do you crave me too ? Do you need me too ? 'Do you have a concert tonight ?' Was the words that escaped your mouth, your eyes still boring on the black and white touchs in front of you.

'No, I don't, why ? You want me to stay with you a little more ?' He was so utterly nice to you. Usually you had your lesson, you'd talk a little and that was it he could go anywhere else he would have wanted to, but he stayed with you. He spent hours and hours, continuing to teach you or just talking with you, sometimes he'd bring something to eat with him. It made you sick to your stomach to know a man, the man you longed for was so nice to you.

'Please.' You bargained under your breath, just for it to be enough for him to hear.

He suddenly lifted your chin up to look at him with a hand cradling your jaw. 'Could you say that again ?' He smirked and your head felt dizzy at the slight proximity he offered you, but you craved it.

'Please.' You repeated, this time much more audible. His other hand made contact with your cheek and your eyes felt close with comfort.

'Good girl.' He whispered and you wanted to talk his words back at him, but you restrained yourself from it, not wanting to waste this incredible moment. His thumb drawed circle on your skin and you felt his gaze on you, but you were more than okay with it. That's what you desired after all. You wanted him to be like this with you, and he wanted that as well. 'Is it okay if I kiss you, love ?' He said and you had to bite the inside of your lip to stop yourself from dumbly smiling.

'Yes, please sir.' You opened back your eyes and instantly made eye contact with him.

'William.' He said and you stared at him incomprehension written on your face. 'When we're alone, you will call me William. Is that clear ?' It felt more of a statement than a question and you nodded in compliance, actually very pleased of the fact. He smiled in return and it was his turn to nod albeit more sharply than you did.

He was so nervous.

He swallowed back the lump that had formed in his throat and wondered during a small second if you could feel the moist in his hands from his nervousness. The thumb drawing circles at your skin stopped abruptly, his other hand that was cradling your jaw now slid at the expanse of your throat but mister- William brang it to your side instead, rather than take ahold of it at the moment. Slowly, your hands found place at his shoulder and arm, your fingers grazing the texture of his clothes.

You shut your eyes close when you felt him lean over you, and in an instant your lips met. At the first contact, your fist balled the fabric of his shirt, taking a groan from the man above you. He pulled you closer to him, your chest almost flush against his and you yelped in his mouth at the action. He took this opportunity to let his tongue penetrate you, which you happily complied. He was eager, but still patient because it was you. Not a random girl attempting his shows, not another student, but you. His hand brushed your hair back, and pulled your face closer to his, not wanting to let you go. The more you kissed and the more possesive of you he became, which just contributed to the fire that litted up in your lower stomach.

You parted after a moment and the vision you had of him was delightful. His lips were slightly swollen, and his shirt crumpled from the movements. His cheeks were red from the raw pleasure he felt, and you only wished for him to kiss you again. Or perhaps you wanted more, surely you wanted more. His hand fell at your clothed thigh and his fingers deepened in the flesh there, just like he could read in your mind and that took a moan from you.

'Is that okay with you ?' He asked, panting a little from the kiss, ever the gentleman he always has been with you. You nodded eagerly in agreement, but that didn't seem to please him enough. 'Ah,ah,' He tsked playfully at you. 'With your words little one.' He commanded, a smirk at his lips and you had no choice but to oblige.

'Yes,' The word left your lips above a whisper and his hands quickly found the hem of your pant, sliding them off from you easily. His middle finger trailed along your slick pantie and you let out a shameful whine, taking a chuckle coming from deep in William's chest.

'What do we say ?' He teased, his fingers pulling the tissue of your garment a little, waiting for your answer.

'Please.' The word left you instantly not even wanting to have the time to think them, the shame you could have felt was long behind you.

'Please, what ? What are you asking for I don't understand, love.' He smirked devilishly, trying as hard as he could to keep this faux-innocence in his voice. Your eyes never leaved his playful mistreatments while he, on the other hand loved the way your face flushed.

'Please,' A shaky sigh from embarassment left your lungs. 'Please touch me.' You begged to him, while his hand found comfort between your legs, his movements coming to an abrupt, and unwanted from both of you, stop.

William didn't think he would ever have the chance to hold you in this position. He didn't think you'd accept to be his. You consumed his every thought and although he imagined having you like this almost every nights, the reality was far much pleasant. He had to pose for an instant to just look at you, devouring you with his eyes only, for him to realize it was real, finally real. Goosebumps trailed around his body, trying to control himself at the sight of you being such putty in his hands.

'But I am touching you, aren't I ?' His voice was sly and his lips were barely touching the shell of your ear. A shiver ran through your whole body and your thighs instinctively made contact together, enclosing his hand between them. He didn't try to hide the chuckle your actions took from him, making you squirm just a little more.

'Please,' You continue to beg and your voice sounded almost pathetic but the fragility it held made his pant tighten. Your eyes dart down at his lips tugged in a pretty smirk and even though you're seated you felt your knees buckling under his powerful gaze.

'You're just so pretty.' He coos, his face finding place in the crook of your neck where he pecks kisses and hum, savoring your perfume. One of your hands find place in his hair, pulling him more against you, and you can feel the smirk against your tender skin.

After a few seconds of his tender kisses, he suck on a little patch behind your jaw, taking an audible surprised gasp from you.

'Do you want me to stop ?' He asks gently, his face still hiding in the crook of your neck and his voice hoarse from excitement when stopping his bold actions.

'Just the opposite, please.' It was now your turn to smirk, your fingertips tracing along his neck. William shuddered and his actions were directly more insistant. He sucked some spots and you were sure they would be bruised before tonight. The more he kissed at your skin the more you relaxed, your legs slightly decontracting his hand from the hold it had. He hummed in acknowledgement, letting his hand slide a little higher, his fingertips touching you almost where you wanted, needed him the most.

The whine escaping you barely made him lost his calm, wanting nothing more than just put you on this piano and pound in you until he was milked from everything he ever had, but William didn't. He knew it was worth the patience just to hear you beg and see you squirm a little more, at least a little more. You had to please him, he knew it, he always knew it. You were in his every dream, his every thought were about you in a way or another, he didn't care because it resumed to you and he needed nothing more.

Those thought rambling through his head made him just more messy, his tongue ravaging every centimeters of your mouth. Your brain was short-circuiting enough but when his hand took ahold of your neck you thought you would lost it. You couldn't even form a moan and the sound that came out of you was a high-pitched groan.

'Tell me, love.' He almost teared the last piece of cloth covering you between, his voice altering between pants. 'Have you touched yourself before ?' He forces your legs to spread more, but you gave yourself to him right away, eager for his fingers inside you. 'Have you touched yourself thinking of me ?' His middle and ring finger went through your wet slick and the noise was embarrassingly obscene.

He covered his fingers with your juices before teasing at your entrance. 'I believe I asked you a question, dear.' The hand that lingered around your neck squeezed slightly, just enough for him to pick your attention once more, your eyes rolling in the back of your head at the sentiment of him manhandling you so easily.

'Yes, yes I did.' You shut your eyes, your voice coming out a little louder than expected. His fingers eased themselves inside you, you whimpered when they filled you entirely. His being much larger and longer than yours, but the hot burning desire the same.

'You're taking it so well my love.' He whispered, his hand no more squeezing but instead caressing your skin. It set your whole body on fire and you had trouble focusing on any of the things he did or said. 'Go on, continue.' His hand found comfort in the middle of your back for you to take support on his strong arm while his other lingered between your legs. The small touch of his cold hand on your back bringing you back on earth.

'I- I imagined walking on you touching yourself,' Your voice was higher than usually, he just wanted to feel you squirm around his fingers and under his gaze, making you feel small and pathetic but you loved it. You could feel the muscles of his forearms flexing with his fingers not daring to move inside of you, and you inhaled a shaky breath before continuing. 'And we'd kiss and, you'd praise me, you'd say you always wanted to do that with me...' You ended with a little huff, savoring the way his eyes fluttered close, strands of his hair falling a little in front of his forehead.

'Can I move or you don't want to ?' He looked down at the mess between your legs and his fingers coated by you. Your heart was beating so fast inside your ribcage you thought he could hear it, you wanted to moan so bad just because of his voice and the gentleness it held to it asking for you if you're sure.

'Please, William.' You urged him a little by lifting your hips up and he had to suck in a pathetic whimper at the hear of your voice saying his name. He started slow, thrusting his fingers in and out of you gently, testing your reactions.

'Yes, you're doing so well darling.' He nuzzled his face in the crook of your neck and peppered small kisses everywhere he could reach. The praise sent a direct shock in your core and you tightened around his slender fingers. 'Fuck, you'd feel so good around me.' The curse tore a moan away from you. 'If you keep making those pretty noises, I won't be able to hold back.' He grinned against your neck and you felt your heart doing looping inside you.

'Then don't.' Came out your teasing voice. He all but groaned when he sped up his movements, enjoying the pathetic whines you made in response.

'I did it.' He started. 'I've always looked at you in a way even I can't put words on it. The way you make me feel, love... It's indescribable.' Your eyes strained at the tented bulge in his pants that gave light twitches at his words. You moaned at the sight, your insides bargaining to feel it, tightening around his fingers more than before. You panted at the frantic pace set up by the man above you, and before you could think again his lips covered yours in a sloppy kiss. You let yourself melt in the hotness of his tongue on yours, the obscene sound you made the only sign of existence in the room.

William was no longer himself. He couldn't bring himself to tease you anymore it was too much, even for him. His thumb came to rest at your clit and drew circle matching his frantic pace inside of you. You pushed him away from you by his shoulders, wanting to look at him. His eyes instinctively went to his hand occupied between your legs. The sounds your mouth made, the sounds your body was making, everything, it was all too good.

'William !' You cried out, your legs starting to shake. His hand slid away of your back and he settled it on your lower stomach. His hand just went faster in between your legs and you shook so uncontrollably that you had to ground yourself with something, you roughly grab his shirt, just above his chest. It felt like your hands were made to belong on him, your touch overwhelmed him, it was becoming too much. His middle and ring fingers dipped impossibly too much inside you, his fingers benting against your swollen walls, and the hand that lingered patiently at your lower stomach pressing mercilessly. Your head rolled to the side from pleasure, a silent gasp escaping you once again and your jaw held open as you rode out of your pleasure, coming undone around William's fingers.

Too good- too much- he couldn't hold it back anymore. 'Fuck, love, fuck,' William came in his pant unashamedly, his hips thrusting in the air begging for some sort of frictions. His moans covered yours for a second and you felt like coming again, tightening around his fingers that didn't leave your core one last time. Your eyes darted down to see the wet patch in his pants, a shudder coursing through you and the want to lick it almost unbearable, but you controlled yourself, at least for this time.

It took both of you a little time to come down of your highs, panting loudly in each others embrace. Your hands let go of the fabric covering his chest, coming to cover his sides instead, pulling him flush against you. His hand thrusted one last time out of you, tearing a painful moan of overstimulation out of you this time. William rubbed his fingers over his pant, in a vain attempt to clean them, and carried you to pull you in his laps, not bothering to put you back in your clothes.

'You did well my darling, I love you so much.' He confessed rassuringly, laying his head over yours that was against his chest. You could feel the low grumble from his chest when he spoke and his heartbeat incredibly soothing, you felt like you might drove off right there and now in his comfort but you found the force in you to respond back one last time.

'I love you too, old man.' You smiled against him, thightening briefly your hold around him, and hoping you won't ever wake up of this dream.

#william afton #william afton x reader #william afton fanfic #oneshot #william afton smut #fnaf #smut with feelings #peepaw springtrap #i simp for this man

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whorrorfix · 2 months

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is it the daddy issues or is he just really hot idk

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ruh--roh-raggy · 5 months

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Run Rabbit Run (William Afton x Fem! Reader SMUT)

Hello hello! I felt the need to work on something a little different from Home Sweet Home just so I wouldn't get burnt out, here's the product of that. Porn no plot, established relationship and boundaries, be sure to check out the warnings on this one folks! Thank you all so much for reading, if you'd like to be added to my tag list please let me know!

WARNINGS: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, MDNI, 18+, established relationship/boundaries, primal play, knife play (no actual cutting), mentions of stabbing, slight physical violence, chasing, shoving, reader elbows William a few times, William wrestles reader to the floor, CNC sort of, cutting off clothes, ripping off clothes, threats of violence, some degradation but not really, biting, marking, possessive!William, choking, size kink, penetrative sex, p in v sex, unprotected sex, creampie, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, fingering, crying, clit slapping, reader being pinned down and forced into positions by William, hair pulling, spitting, nipple play, age gap (reader in early 20's, William in 50's), aftercare and fluff at the end (please let me know if I missed any!)

You can find my Masterlist here!

Word Count: 3,736

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You pressed yourself against the cool tile wall, your hair sticking to your sweat drenched forehead as you tried to quiet your breathing. You closed your eyes, struggling to listen for any sign of his approach as your pulse thundered in your ears. You could hear it at the other end of the hall, the steady ‘tink…tink…tink’ of a stainless steel blade against tile. You sucked in a deep breath, your only chance of him not catching you is if you could manage to hide. You pressed yourself into the small alcove, hoping the shadows would shroud you just enough to keep you out of the golden rabbit’s sight. A bead of sweat trailed down your temple, dripping off of your jaw and splattering on your bare shoulder. His heavy footsteps echoed down the corridor, the subtle creaking of the suit accompanying every loud thud.

“Run rabbit, run rabbit, run… run… run…” Your blood ran cold at the sound of his voice. He knew you were nearby. That was the thing about him, he never wanted to sneak up on you, he wanted you to know that he was coming, leaving you desperate and scared as you had nowhere left to run. The fear in your eyes would be delicious, if he was lucky enough maybe he’d get the chance to lick the salty tears from your cheek.You caught sight of his massive form shuffling past the opening to where you were tucked away. Your whole body shook as you tried to remain as still as possible, you were finally able to release the breath you were holding as he fully passed by to the other side. You listen to him trudge off, waiting for him to get a considerable distance away before making you move. As carefully as possible you tip toes to the edge of the alcove, peering around the edge to see how far from you he was. You saw him take very slow and deliberate steps, fully dressed in his normal day to day attire save for the addition of the yellow rabbit head and the massive blade in his hand. Deciding you more than likely wouldn’t get a better opportunity you booked it in the opposite direction down the hallway. “Rabbit!” You hear him snarl as he quickly turns on his heels, stomping after you. You stumble around a corner, seeing the door to the main dining room.

You slam against the rusty push bar, throwing the door shut behind you as you stumble into the pitch black room, the only source of light coming from the front door at the opposite side of the restaurant. You sprinted off, hiding yourself under a booth. The golden rabbit crashes through the door, the wooden frame splintering as the latch is ripped from its pocket. He scans around the room, shoulders heaving as adrenaline coursed through his veins. “I know you're in here, rabbit.” His voice deep and gravelly as his eyes scan around the space. “You can't hide forever.” You shuffle yourself away from him, hoping he would wander further into the room, giving you the chance to push back through the door you originally came through and down to the exit. If you could manage to beat him outside you would be able to escape. As you thought of your plan you hadn't realized you lost where he was. Your eyes widened in panic as your ears filled with nothing but silence. You couldn't hear his footsteps anymore, the one indicator of how much danger you were in, gone.

Your blood turns to ice in your veins as you feel his hot breath against the shell of your ear, his dark chuckle making you shiver. “Found you.” He groans as your shoulder connects with his chest, shoving him to the floor before scrambling in the opposite direction. He growls as he chases after you, bounding after you like a crazed animal after its prey. You threw open the door, sprinting down the long dark corridor, sickly yellow light flickering from the dying bulbs as they struggled to illuminate the small space. You slip as you round a corner, managing to catch yourself on the wall in order to recover quickly, you didn't have a fraction of a second to lose. Your pursuer's brown leather shoes slid across the slick tile floor, his body slamming into the opposing wall with a crushing force. You were going to make it, the door was only a few steps away. The glowing red exit sign is a beacon of hope as time itself seems to slow down around you. You hear the golden rabbit let out a guttural growl, charging forward with a new found strength. Your fingers slid against the cool metal of the door, hurrying to push it open, only to find it was locked.

“No.” Your voice shook as you realized he had thought ahead, he knew you would try to get out this way. You shriek as two large hands grab onto your shoulders ripping you away from the door. Your face feels hot as tears begin to flow freely from your eyes. Well, if you had no chance of escape your only hope was to fight your way out. All of your breath gets knocked from your lungs as your back slams into his strong, broad chest. You had to think quickly if you wanted a chance at getting away.

“You're a clever little rabbit, aren't you?” You feel his hot tongue run over the shell of your ear. “Good thing I remembered to lock the door or you would have escaped.” You wind up, sending an elbow flying backwards into his ribs, managing him back with your smaller frame. You bolted for the security room, a large calloused hand catching your arm as you were yanked back to him. You struggled, smacking your hands against his chest trying to kick him, pushing at his masked face as he pressed into you. You gave one violent shove, sending the rabbit head tumbling to the floor. The dilated pupils of William Afton stared down at you, his gray streaked hair stuck to his forehead with sweat. A muscular arm wraps around your waist, you feel one of his legs slip in between yours as he sweeps an ankle out from underneath you, both of you smashing to the ground with him on top of you. You bared your teeth as you fought to push him off of you. He grabs ahold of your wrists, slamming your arms to the cold floor as he pins you down with his legs. “Fuckin’ brat.” He growls. He wraps both of your small, delicate hands in one of his, the other wrapping firmly around your throat, locking your jaw in place so you were forced to stare up at his sharp silver eyes. “You just never know when to quit, do you?” He smiles broadly as he notices the knife you had knocked out of his hand was right at his side. His hand releases your neck, fingers slowly wrapping around the handle of the blade as he picks it up. You struggle against his grasp, your body thrashing wildly underneath his. “Better hold still, bunny. We wouldn’t want someone to get cut, would we?” He drags the dull side of the blade up your clothed stomach.

Your breath shudders out in the silence, watching the shiny steel blade glint in the low light. “You put up a good fight bunny.” He chuckles, gathering up the fabric of your shirt onto the edge of his blade before slicing through it. “Your struggling is only going to make this that much sweeter.” He smiles dangerously at you. He slides the flat side of the blade under your bra, between your breasts, twisting the knife upwards to quickly cut the thin strip of lace between the cups. Goosebumps littered your skin as a chill settled over your exposed body, the thin veil of sweat that covered your torso quickly stealing all your heat away. William breathes out a raspy groan at the sight of your naked form, leaning down to take one of your hardened nipples into his mouth. You can't stop a soft gasp from escaping your lips as you feel his tongue swirl around the sensitive bud. He catches it between his teeth, making you help, before pulling off of you. “I've barely touched you and you're already making such cute sounds, rabbit.” You can't help but blush as he traps you under his gaze. “I can only imagine how fucking pathetic you'll sound whimpering on my cock.” He chuckles. He presses the tip of the knife to your skin, just light enough that it wouldn't puncture your skin. “I wonder how loudly I can get you to scream for me.” His head dips into the crook of your neck, lips fluttering over the sensitive skin. You shudder as he pops off the button of your jeans with his blade, the metal clattering against the floor as he roughly rips your pants down your legs, grabbing both sides of the zipper he rips the denim down the seam, splitting the garment in half. He roughly runs at your clit through your panties with his thick fingers, causing you to cry out from the sensation.

“Already so fucking wet for me.” He growls, pressing against your entrance, making you squirm. “You liked being chased, bunny? Do you like knowing that I'll do absolutely anything to hunt you down and get my hands on you?” Hearing his gravelly tone made heat pool in your core. He hooked a finger into your panties, pulling the fabric back before letting it snap back against your clit, making you moan. “What was that rabbit?” He repeats the motions, making you let out another broken moan. He grabs the thin lace, ripping it with a loud tearing sound before fully removing it from your body. “Such a pretty little thing, I can't wait to fucking break you.” His breath was hot as it bounced against your cheek. Sharp teeth grazing over your skin before he presses a kiss to your temple. He cups your sex, you whimper as you push yourself against his hand, in desperate need of any type of friction. He coos at you, giving you a mocking pout. “Needy thing.” You yelp as he delivers a sharp slap to your clit, making tears prick at the corners of your eyes from the mixture of pleasure and pain. His fingers grow slick with your arousal as he rubs his fingers firmly over you in an attempt to ease the sting. His middle and ring finger dip inside of you, the ice cold metal of his wedding band paired with the delicious stretch of his thick digits making you yelp. He gives you no time to adjust, thrusting in and out of you at an animalistic pace, making you scream in absolute ecstasy as he rapidly works you right up to the edge of your climax. You sobbed as he suddenly pulls out of you, delivering another sharp slap to your clit, dulling your pleasure as you feel fat tears begin to streak down your cheeks. “Poor bunny, don't cry.” He smirks, licking away the salty trail that coated your skin. He pushes his fingers back inside of you, immediately picking up the same pace as before.

“Oh my fucking God!” You manage to yank one of your hands free, it immediately latches around his wrist as he mercilessly fucks you on your fingers.

“So fucking pretty rabbit, my little slut getting fucked dumb on my fingers. Look at how pathetic you are, you're already drooling.” He releases your other hand. He cups your cheek, his thumb running over your bottom lip before he pushes it into your mouth. You eagerly lap at it with your tongue, groaning around the digit as he repeatedly hits the spongy part inside of you that had the edges of your vision going white. “Fuck, you're so beautiful.” He groans, pressing the heel of his hand to your clit as he continues to fuck into you. Your eyes roll back in your head, biting lightly onto the thumb you held in your mouth. You could feel your orgasm welling up inside of you, your moans becoming desperate and needy as you felt yourself preparing to tip over the edge. “Don't you fucking cum.” He growls, not slowing his pace in the slightest.

“Please,” your voice was thick with tears as you begged him. “Please let me cum, ‘s too much.” Your words slurred as you struggled to form a sentence, your mind numb with pleasure. “I want to cum on your fingers please.” Your hips stuttered as he suddenly pulled out of you, your pussy clenching around nothing as your orgasm quickly faded.

“You haven't earned it.” He whispers gruffly against your ear. His strong hands knead your thighs, you hear a soft groan leave his mouth as he admires your glistening sex. His fingers ghost over your swollen clit, making your legs tremble as the sensitive bundle of nerves ached to be touched. His eyes hungrily scan over your body, the way your chest rapidly rises and falls with every breath, the tears that streaked down your face, your lips puffy and pink from you chewing on them in an attempt to keep quiet, to hide how good he was making you feel. The sight alone was enough to ignite something feral in him. You yelp as his teeth sink into your shoulder, hard enough that you knew there would be a perfect imprint of his bite left behind. William marked you as his in any way he could think of; dark love bites in every inch of your skin he could get his mouth on, crescents where his finger tips dug into your his as he fucked you senseless, the smell of his musky cologne permanently saturated into your skin from how closely he kept you pressed to him. You belonged to him and no one else, his pretty little rabbit. He fumbles with his belt and the fastenings on his pants, eventually managing to free his long, thick member. He taps the hot skin against your clit, making your whole body jolt. He pushes his hips fully against your cunt, making you whimper at the pressure. He releases his erection, letting it slap against your stomach. You swallowed thickly, his member appearing impossibly large to fit in your body but you knew he somehow would manage.

“Such a tiny little thing.” He groans. “I'm going to fuck my way into your stomach.” His voice comes out in a growl, he traced a line just under your navel where his pink tip ended. He ruts his hips against you a few times, letting out a gruff moan as he lets his cock get coated in your arousal, the friction of the firm muscle sliding over our aching sex making you mewl. He teases your clit a few times before lining up with your entrance, your hips jolted from him barely pushing inside of you. He curses under his breath. “You feel so fucking good.” He wraps his hand around the shaft, simultaneously stroking himself as he watches the tip of his cock disappear inside of your tight entrance. He gradually works you open, managing to push himself deeper inside of you with every thrust, your walls spasming around the intrusion as you cried out in pleasure. Your nails dig into his biceps, one hand still roughly holding your hips in place, making it impossible for you to squirm away. He takes his time pulling out of you to the tip only to push himself entirely inside of you, his hips pressing firmly into the plush of your thighs. You couldn't think straight, incoherent nonsense falling from your lips as you tried to formulate a string of words to beg him to let you finish. Your whole body burned with your impending orgasm, the feeling of him nestled right against your cervix making you see stars as you tried to fight through the nearly incomprehensible fullness of him member being stuffed inside of you. He roughly grabs your jaw, forcing your mouth open. He leans over you with a smirk, spitting directly onto your eagerly awaiting tongue.

“My slutty bunny.” He purrs, giving your face a small shake before letting your go. His grip on your hips grows impossibly tighter, he pulls all the way out of you before slamming you back down on his cock. You scream his name, your back arching off of the floor. The force he fucked you with was almost inhuman, his hips snapping perfectly against your clit as he bottomed out in you with every thrust. You clawed at him, bright red marks covering his pale skin. You didn't have any time to even ask for permission to finish, your orgasm ripped through you so quickly, you nearly blacked out from the intensity. You yelped as he delivers another sharp slap to your clit, this time it only added to the aftershocks of your orgasm that ripples through your body. “You wanted to cum on my cock that badly, hm?” He asks as he maintains his relentless pace. You could only nod in response, your brain utter mush as you felt your walls stretch around him. “I’ll make you cum then my dumb bunny.” He pouts. “You're going to keep cumming on my cock until I've decided you've had enough.” He snarls, thumb roughly swiping over your clit, the coil already beginning to tighten in your core. He noticed the pitch of your voice get higher, your cunt fluttering around him as he hit all the right places inside of you.

“Fuck, can I cum?” You whimper.

“That's not how we ask, rabbit.” He grabs a fistful of your hair, jerking your head back in order for you to look him in the eyes.

“Please can I cum, you feel so fucking good.” You manage to bed through gritted teeth. He grants you permission, your body goes rigid as you sob, your legs desperately trying to push yourself off of him but it was no use, his strong hands holding you exactly where he wanted you. The wet squelching noises you made were embarrassing, your cheeks darkening as you only heard yourself grow wetter with his every action. He flips you into all fours, your knees digging painfully into the tile as he hikes your hips up to line himself up with your entrance. Your legs gave out underneath you as he pushes inside, a string arm wrapping around your waist keeping you upright. Tears flowed freaky down your face, dripping from your chin and splattering onto the floor, you felt the heat of your next impending orgasm settle in your stomach, your body still utterly spent and overstimulated from your last one. One of his hands slip in between your legs to rub tight circles on your clit with his calloused fingers. Your moans echoed off the walls, sweat dripping down your spine, you struggled to keep your eyes open as you let yourself fully fall to William’s mercy.

“What's the matter bunny? Did I fuck you stupid?” He chuckles as he notices you're reduced to a whimpering, spasming mess below him. You clenched around him, your body struggling to keep up with his animalistic pace, his massive cock stretching you to your absolute limit. He buried his face in your hair, you feel his lips place a soft kiss to your neck. “You did such a good job sweetheart.” A whine leaves your throat at the sudden praise, your body going completely limp as he tears one last orgasm from you. His hips stuttered as he empties himself inside of you, his hot cum pooling deep in your core. He holds you close to him for a few moments after, the heat radiating from his chest keeping you warm as the sweat rapidly cooled down your body. He carefully pulls out of you, trying his best to avoid any discomfort. He scoops you up in his arms, cradling you against his chest. He carries you into the security office, pulling a blanket out from one of the desks drawers. He wraps you up in it, setting you down on the desk for a moment so he can pull his boxers back on. He settles you in his lap as he collapses back into the office chair.

He gently combs his fingers through your hair, untangling any knots he came across. “Are you okay bunny?” You nod, knowing he would want you to verbally respond to him.

“I'm just really tired.” You admit with a small laugh. “All the adrenaline wore off.”

“You were a tricky one this time.” He responds proudly. “I'm really glad I remembered to lock the back door this time or you probably would've won.” He presses a soft kiss to your forehead.

“I'll beat you one of these days.” You beam as you cuddle into his chest, allowing you to place a chaste kisa to his lips.

“Are you sure you're alright? I wasn't too rough with you, was I?” You could see the concern in his eyes. You had indulged in this little game because you knew it was something he enjoyed, he would never forgive himself if he ever hurt you, even accidentally.

“I'm perfectly fine honey.” You reach up and languidly rubs your thumb over his cheek. “I actually had a lot of fun.” The two of you share a loving smile.

“How about I help you get dressed so we can go home, I think we both need a nice hot bath.” He offers, tucking some hair behind your ear.

“That sounds wonderful.” You grin back at him in response. William is very careful with you, wanting to make sure that he took care of any soreness he had caused by massaging your muscles as he helped you into a spare set of clothes he kept around for when he destroyed the ones you were wearing. He kisses you softly as he places you in the passenger seat, your tires gaze of adoration making his heart beat quicken. “I love you Will.” Your lips brushed his as you kept him close.

“And I love you, rabbit.”

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lxstfathier · 9 months

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Hey can you do a William afton smut but can I be about like his kinks and some headcanons, and like what’s his type in a girl and stuff and can you do like something really smutty thanks xx

Omg yessss, i have some hcs for you, hope y’all like it!

Warnings: daddy kink, slapping, choking, degradation, breeding kink, basically pure filth. read at you own risk 💗

♡ William doesn’t really have a type when it comes to women. He thinks they’re all beautiful. However, he has a soft spot for girls who are younger and shorter than him, it feeds his raging daddy kink.

♡ Speaking of his daddy kink, he’s had it since he became a real father, and y’all can’t convince me otherwise. He just likes having someone who fully depends on him, and being the one in charge in every aspect of the relationship.

♡ He’s also really into breeding kink and primal play. There’s just something about hunting you like a prey, pining you to the ground and pumping you full of cum, that makes him feel absolutely feral.

♡ Super possessive too. William likes to make sure to mark you as his, leaving hickeys and bruises in every part of your body. He might even collar you, choosing one with a pretty heart-shaped tag that says “William’s property.”

♡ I’ve said it before and now i’ll say it again… he likes calling you his “dumb little bunny”. Cuz he’s super smart, literally a robotics prodigy, and you’re just his pretty little toy to use and degrade whenever he wants.

♡ Absolutely loves oral sex. He can spend hours eating you out, savoring your sweet juices and sucking your clit until you’re moaning and tugging at his hair. And when he sees you on your knees, gagging on his cock like a whore, he feels as if he is a damn god.

♡ William adores seeing you wearing pretty clothes and cute lingerie sets, but he’s so strong that he accidentally rips them off your body when he gets too excited.

♡ Choking and slapping is something that he likes to do almost every time you fuck. He feels powerful, and also he gets turned on with violence, so it’s no surprise that he chokes you until you almost pass out or slaps your cheeks until your skin is all red and sensitive.

♡ He kinda likes fucking you while wearing the spring bonnie suit…

♡ His cock is big, there’s no doubt in that cuz he is like 6’3, a really tall man. So it’s a struggle to take him inside your tight pussy. But don’t worry about it, he’ll make it fit even if you whine and cry in pain, stretching you out impossibly wide until his tip is pressed against your cervix.

♡ Most of the time he’s rough with you, but if he’s tired or in a good mood, he will be incredibly sweet.

♡ He also loves spitting in your mouth. Don’t ask me why, i just know it, he seems like the type of man to enjoy those type of nasty things.

♡ William is not the best at aftercare, cuz he is not super affectionate, but he tries. When you’re both satisfied after fucking like rabbits, he will hold you close to his chest as he smokes a cigarette, murmuring soft praises to your ear.

♡ And he always carries a filthy polaroid of you in his wallet.

#william afton smut #william afton x reader #fnaf fanfic #william afton fanfic

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ahsxual · 3 months

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Dark Sins III

Pairing: William Afton x Fem!Reader and Stu Macher x Fem!Reader

Summary: Stu has returned from his trip with his friends and now you have to pretend that you didn't spend that time while Stu was away with his father. How much longer can you keep this secret from your boyfriend?

Genre: Smut

Warnings: minors don't interact +18, cheating, guilt, soft & mean William, jealousy, possessive!William, spanking, fingering, oral sex (m receaving), cursing, age gap (reader is on her 20s), daddy kink, married William, love triangle, mentions of sex w/ both men (separately), p in v (no protection)

Word Count: 3,1k

Part I & Part II

While Stu spent the week away with his friends, you couldn't resist William's invitation when he suggested you to go to his house to sleep with him. His wife was also away for work, which made it easier for you to be alone and do whatever you wanted. Because of this, you had to lie to your parents so you could sneak into William's fancy car and visit places you'd never seen before.

You and William would fuck everywhere, whether it was in his car, in his bedroom, on the couch, in the kitchen, in the shower, in his office... whenever and wherever. At the end of the day, you would sleep against his bare chest, feeling his warmth and strong arms hugging and pulling you against him in a firm grip. His thin lips would gently kiss your neck before his tongue tasted your soft skin, your natural scent mixed with your perfume making his cock hard with lust. He would let his big hands explore every inch of your body at a slow pace, leaving your skin hot with goosebumps from his touches before grabbing your ass and tits hard in a possessive way.

"You are mine now." he would whisper into your ear in a low, raspy voice everytime you fucked or before you fell asleep against each other's naked bodies. You felt guilty to admit that the week Stu and his mother were away, allowing you to visit William at his work or be with him at home without fear being caught, was one of the best weeks of your life.

"What's in your pretty mind, sweetie?" William asked as he tucked a piece of your hair behind your ear in a tender gesture, listening to you carefully and curiously. You were both laying naked on his bed while studying each other's eyes, something that always made your heart melt. You and William enjoyed to stay like this after having sex since it's always pretty intense for both of you. Now, you're ready to enjoy your last sleep together, since Stu was returning home the next day. You absolutely loved how caring William was with you this past week, a side that was unknown to you... even though he was rough the first time he fucked you in his bathroom, which made you develop real feelings for him over time.

"I'm just... gonna miss you. Miss these special moments with you." your voice was weak and trembled a bit, a single warm tear falling from your eye. William cleaned your tear with his thumb and smiled, proud to see you craving him and missing him this much already, just like he planned from the beginning.

"Shh don't cry, bunny. You know you can always come to my office when you're feeling... needy for your daddy." he then kissed your neck with passion, licking and biting your weak spots that he already knew so well, making you run your hands through his hair and close your eyes to enjoy his addictive touch.

"I know, but... it won't be the same. Not when Stu comes back to me." William abruptly stopped trying to seduce you, looking you sternly in the eye when you mentioned his son's name. You just looked at him cautiously before gulping hard, as you suddenly felt your throat go dry from his threatening stare.

"You're still gonna date my son, huh? After everything we did together?" it felt like he was accusing you and making you feel bad for not ending your relationship with Stu, even though he was the one who started all this. You knew what you were doing was a horrible thing to do to your boyfriend, yet you couldn't just let him go. You still loved Stu dearly and you didn't want things to end without a good reason, since you would never tell him the truth. You realized William wanted to make you only his, hating the fact that you could be with another man other than him, and that made you wonder whether it was because he was developing feelings for you too or because he just wanted to own you... You just prayed the first option was the reality you were living in.

"Don't make me feel more guilty..." you frowned while you sat up, trying to shake off the guilt you felt and had tried to avoid for so long. William just looked at you with a furious expression, making you feel sick to your stomach. You hated seeing him mad... he had the ability to act like the sweetest man, before snapping and become the man you fear the most.

"Guilt... that's how you really feel about me. About us." he wasn't asking anymore, which scared you since he could snap any second now.

"Please William... you know I still love St-" before you could finish your sentence, he suddenly grabbed your neck with force, but not enough to make you gasp for air like the first time. You then realized he wanted to control you, not to hurt you badly. You could hear him breathing deeply, trying to control his anger so as not to scare you away.

"Don't you ever say that to my face again, you understand that?" he almost spat in your face with every word, his voice filled with anger. "Apologize to me. Now." he was growling at this point, demanding an honest apology from you. You felt his grip on your neck getting tighter, so you didn't want to upset him any further.

"I-I'm sorry, daddy! It won't happen again. I promise!" he slowly lost his grip on your neck, before a smirk returned to his face.

"That's my good girl..." he praised you before he pressed a long kiss on your forehead. "but now I have to teach you good manners and you have to be punished for what you said to me. You understand that, right bunny?" his voice was strangely calm, yet his intentions were nowhere near as undisturbed as his tone seemed to be. You simply nodded, not wanting to upset him again.

That night, William made sure you knew very well who you belonged to. He spanked you hard several times and demanded you to say that you were only his and you were sorry for what you had said, making you cry and forget about Stu by the immense pleasure he gave you that night... like any other night with him. After each harsh spank on your ass, he caressed softly your red ass cheeks with his big hands, admiring his work and marks on you. When he decided to end his punishment treatment, he fingered you hard while you were lying down on his lap. His other hand grabbed your hair harshly, making you feel overstimulated and cum twice in less than ten minutes. Once again, you felt like you were in heaven from feeling William's long fingers inside your drenched and needy cunt. You felt how hard he was against your thigh, before he made you suck and gag on his big cock while you were on your knees on the rigid floor, yet you didn't mind it at all. After a while, he came hard in your mouth as he moaned loudly, making you swallow every single drop of his bitter cum and make you thank him for it like a good girl.

You realized he wouldn't fuck you properly because you hurt his pride (maybe his heart too), when you admitted that you couldn't stop loving his son. He felt like he needed to work much harder to make you fall completely in love with him and no one else, and that's exactly what he was going to do.

"What do you say, now?" he asked with authority, his serious gaze fixed on you as he waited for the magic words he always made you say after allowing you to cum.

"Thank you for letting me cum, daddy. I was being a bad girl and deserved to be punished... I'll behave and be a good girl for you." you answered in a submissive way, the one he loved the most.

"Let's go to bed, sweetheart. Tomorrow is gonna be a long day." he smiled widely, yet his smile didn't quite reach his eyes. You nodded, before tucking yourself into his bed which you both had already gotten used to sharing. That night, he held you tighter than usual while his face was buried in your neck, not allowing you to move an inch away from him. You knew William was right: tomorrow will definitely be a long day.

The next day you woke up feeling an uncomfortable light in your eyes, the bright and warm sun already streaming in through the window. You rolled over and tried to reach for William like any other morning you'd spent with him, but he wasn't there. You just felt emptiness in the cold sheets and that made your heart break a little. Then you thought about last night and how you probably hurt his pride by admitting that you loved Stu even after all you did with him. It was one of his ways to punish you and make you miss him, since he perfectly knows how much you crave his presence in the mornings and need him to wake up by your side. You tiredly sat on the edge of William's bed and checked your phone, only to see a few messages from Stu.

"Hey babe! I hope my babygirl slept well. I'm coming home in an hour or so. Can't wait to see that pretty face again😘"

You smiled broadly at your boyfriend's sweet message, before realizing that he had sent that message 40 minutes ago. Your heart suddenly started pounding in your chest from fear, because that meant Stu would be home in 20 minutes and you were still naked in William's bed with your underwear and clothes all over his bedroom floor. You immediately got up and took the quickest shower of your life, before putting on your used clothes. You smelled them for a second and felt relieved that they still smelled great with your favorite perfume. Suddenly, you heard someone enter the house and instantly recognized Stu's voice greeting his father. William is downstairs... it's probably his day off and that asshole didn't tell me, you thought to yourself. You quickly looked around to make sure you had everything before running to Stu's bedroom, ready to "surprise him" since he had no idea you were in his house... and also, because you had no way of leaving without him seeing you. You quickly fixed your hair to look good when you heard Stu's door open.

"W-what the..." Stu frowned for a second, feeling confused, before a big smile appeared on his handsome face. "What the hell is the sexiest girl on the planet doing in my bed?! I love it when my wishes come true, man!" Stu said in a excited tone, before jumping on top of you to kiss you all over your face and neck, making you laugh joyfully. Oh, how you missed his unique energy and his contagious smile... For a second, you tried to forget about William and enjoy Stu's company as he deserved. Like the good old days. You knew this was wrong in so many ways, but you were already too buried in this mess and this sort of "love triangle". It can't be that bad if you give the same amount of love and attention to the two men you love, right? Absolutely not. It's still completely wrong.

"Babe, you're tickling me!" you giggled loudly, trying to push Stu away to get some air. Perhaps William's plan to make you upset and miss him when you woke alone that morning failed at this moment, since all your attention was on your official boyfriend right now.

"Can't help it, I just missed my girl way too much!" Stu admitted before kissing you passionately. You felt him getting hard against your thigh and as you knew William was downstairs and could hear you at any moment, you decided it was best to distract Stu from fucking you right then and there, before things could go wrong.

"I missed you too so much, love. How was your week?" your strategy seemed to work, since Stu was easily distracted by your question and began to recount some of the funny moments he'd had while he was away. Besides, you were genuinely curious to know how Stu had spent the week with his friends and whether he had enjoyed it. All you wanted was to see him happy, especially after the secret you've been hiding from him. He then told you all the funny and risky things he'd done, like any other teenage guy, making you laugh with him and have a fun time with your younger lover.

"By the way, how did you get into my house?" his curious question made your heart race, your throat suddenly becoming extremely dry and your head to feel dizzy.

"I uh... wanted to surprise you. Your... dad opened the door and let me in." you gave him the best smile you could manage, hoping he would believe you.

"Oh, right. It must have been awkward tho, knowing my dad he probably scared you a bit." Stu laughed his goofy laugh and you laughed awkwardly at his comment.

"Yeah..." you simply replied with a chuckle, swallowing the little amount of saliva you had left so that your throat wouldn't feel so dry.

"Speaking of him, how did the part-time thing you asked me about go? Did he get you a shitty job or one that pays you just enough to afford movie tickets every day? With popcorn and soda included, obviously." he asked curiously, while laughing at his joke.

"Yeah, about that... I wasn't really interested in any options he gave me, so I've given up on that idea for now." finally, you felt relieved for being honest for once and not having to think about a lie.

"Oh man, that's awesome! For a moment I thought you were gonna get a job and wouldn't have time for me." he grinned, before he enthusiastically slapped your slightly sore ass, a small reminder of last night with his father. His teasing made you laugh, as you kissed him once more to ease the feeling of how much you actually missed him.

"You know what? I could ask my dad if you could stay the night with me." your eyes widened at his suggestion, but you couldn't help feeling excited about spending more time with your boyfriend. The only problem was... you'd be surrounded by the two men who secretly desire you deeply.

"That would be great!" you smiled widely at your handsome boyfriend, as you watched him disappear from your sight to ask his father's permission.

Having lunch with those two men was a real challenge for you. You could feel the tension between all of you, noticing how William was grumpy towards you and his son. Stu didn't let his father's bad humor get to him, probably because he was so used to it. Your boyfriend was the only one making conversation while the three of you ate lunch and you noticed from time to time William's eyes burn into yours, making it difficult for you to even drink water properly. You were so glad that Stu was an energetic person and enjoyed to hold a conversation.

The rest of the evening, you spent your time watching horror movies with Stu while eating popcorn and candy. You were really enjoying that moment, missing the old routine you and Stu had when you both met and started dating. You knew how much Stu loved horror movies, so his happiness was your happiness. When the killing scene appeared on screen, you felt Stu's hands gripping firmly your thigh in desire. You looked at his pajama pants out of the corner of your eye and as you expected it, he was fully hard. You smiled to yourself and slowly ran your hands over his pajama bottoms, rubbing his cock in a firm grip, causing him to moan deseperately.

"Fuck babe, I haven't cum once this week. You have no idea how much I wanna destroy you right now..." Stu looked intensely at you as his breathing became heavy, his pupils dilated with lust so much that you could barely see his gorgeous blue color in his eyes. His words immediately triggered a reaction in your clit, already missing his dick inside you. In one swift movement, you sat on his lap and started making out with him, your tongues and lips fully covered in your saliva from the sloppy, yet passionate kiss you shared. You moaned loudly when you felt him pull your top up, revealing your tits as his lips sucked on your hard nipples while he forced you to rub against his erection.

"You missed my dick inside you, didn't you baby? Show me how much you missed me." his voice was incredibly sexy right now and you couldn't hold it anymore. You undressed yourself completely before helping Stu undress, leaving him with only his boxers and pajama pants around his ankles. Finally, you grabbed his long, erected dick and lined it up with your soaked pussy, ready to take him. When he penetrated you, you both moaned simultaneously and he barely gave you time to adjust to his size. He immediately started pounding into you from underneath, before helping you ride him while grabbing your hips tightly and pulling you up and down.

"That's my girl, always ready to take me so well. Fuck, I really missed this wet pussy..." he admitted before laying you down on the bed. Then he changed to a position called "mating press", making you see stars and moan loudly as his cock started pounding into you at a fast pace, one that only a man with Stu's stamina would be able to do.

"Fuck Stu, I'm gonna cum!!" you moaned like a porn star as his dick constantly touched your g-stop until you came hard.

"That's it, babygirl... you're so fucking hot when you cum for me." Stu came deep inside you right after, trying to catch his breath before cuddling with you until you felt ready for a second round.

There was no way William didn't hear you and Stu fucking like needy and horny teenagers... you're gonna be in so much trouble.

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livlovelaugh69 · 1 year

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Hello! This is my first fanfic that I'm gonna post here! It's 18+ so minors DNI!

Tw warning ⚠️ Age Gap Relationships, Degradation, Dom and Sub Dynamic, Choking, creep!Afton

𝐔𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐔𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋

.·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙　✩　*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ . 🌙 .·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙　✩　*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ .

It had all started that fateful Monday evening, you sat on your boss's lush purple couch waiting for him to come back from work. You were his 3 children's babysitter, at the ripe age of 21 you had been babysitting for the Aftons for about a year.. During that time you had grown.. Well, not close but quite friendly with their father, the 40 year old man was divorced and quiet, though had this.. Animalistic aura that you couldn't quite place.

He was wildly attractive, 6'3 and lean with defined features.. God it was hard to stay calm around him, his silver eyes always seemed to follow your every move making you shiver when you would catch him staring. He wasn't very put together, no not at all, he had messy mousey brown hair with streaks of gray peppered throughout.. he was a silver fox and you swore that he knew of your puppy crush.. though he couldn't.

Right?

That's when you were snapped out of your thoughts.. Turning your head to see the man you were just thinking about walk in. His purple suit jacket draped on his forearm while his white button up shirt was cuffed at the sleeves, his tie hanging loosely from his pale neck. Oh man, he looked pretty fucking good.

"Hello Mr Afton! I have the kids asleep, Micheal is doing his homework. How are you? How was work?" You said this almost too eagerly, standing up from the couch and immediately walking towards him. His eyes give you that intense look that follows every movement you make.. Like a wolf stalking its prey.

"Oh? Thank you Y/N, work was tiring but what can you expect hm? I am well though, darling. You? Did the children give you any trouble?" His low British accent left his mouth like honey, it was slightly gravelly due to years of smoking but had just the right amount of rasp for you to think about late at night when you needed something to fuck yourself too. Your eyes widen slightly at the look and sound of him, he never fails to give you goosebumps.

"Oh.." at a loss for words you clear your throat and tuck your lip between your teeth, it was as if he could see right through you.. you could have swore that you saw him smirk.. His smirk always left you breathing a bit heavier than before. Quickly shaking your head you resume your thoughts; "I'm well, they were very good actually. Though Micheal keeps frightening poor Evan.." you were cut off by him leaning down slightly, his tired but intense eyes looking into yours in a way that you couldn't pull away from.

"Say… I was wondering, what do you think of a bit of extra cash hm?" He raised an eyebrow and tilted his head, the smell of cigar smoke and cologne entering your nostrils and making your heart flutter.

"I.. well I would actually love that! Do you need me to put in extra hours?-" Once again, cut off by William.. It was as if he had rehearsed this conversation in his head, or maybe he was excited? You couldn't exactly tell, but he placed a.. large hand on your shoulder and rubbed gently.

"Well, a Job at the Pizzeria just opened… nothing too hard just Prize Counter Attendant. You already do such a good job here.. the uniform would just look so good on you.." His words were sleazy, definitely. The thought of working under him in an official work setting made your stomach grow warm, you never saw him at work.. you only saw him once every Monday-Thursday night. You sat silent for a second before nodding, why not? You could use the money as well as thought it would be fun to have some eye candy during the day.

"Yeah.. that sounds nice.. thank you Mr Afton!" You grinned and shook his calloused hand, he looked down at the contact and nodded. There was that look again! That look of something stalking its prey, it was intense and intimidating.. but God did you like it.

"Good Girl.. come in on Wednesday okay? I'll have a uniform ready for you when you arrive for the shift.. so glad you accepted Y/N." He smirked at your shiver of concealed arousal at being called "good girl", it was painfully obvious to him.. The way you stared, eagerly came to him at his every beckon.. That coy lip bite if he got too close, God it was bloody perfect. He wanted to hunt you, taste every Inch of you, he doesn't like to admit it but since his Wife left him he hasn't really gotten all that much action. Well, except for his own hand and the thought of you begging for him… Fuck he wanted you to beg and cry for him, luckily for him he had all the time in the world to watch you yearn for him now..

This was turning out to be a lovely idea wasn't it?

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Wednesday came quickly, you couldn't stop thinking about how he might look in his work suit.. How he might present himself, just the authority he would have makes your heart pound mercilessly. You woke up bright and early, taking an everything shower.. putting on a little bit of makeup and styling your hair in a way that made you look just a little to put together for a kids job.

You drove to the Pizzeria, parking your car in an employee spot and walking in.. the establishment hadn't opened yet due to it only being 7:30 am. As you walked in you heard the monotonous Hum of the fan, the eerie silence of a usually overly loud children's play room.

"Y/N?" A low toned British voice almost whispered behind you, the air ghosting the back of your neck making the hairs on your skin stand on end. You knew that voice too well and turned around to see the culprit, William.. Holding a purple shirt and black pants. His large hand slowly smoothing down the fabric that hung over his forearm, he looked significantly more professional than those two nights ago. His hair styled neatly while his purple vest clung snuggly to his form, he wasn't bulky by any means.. but he did have abit of a chest.

"Oh! Mr Afton, I'm sorry.. am I too early? I just wanted to make sure I was on time!" Your voice rang out a little higher than usual, you didn't fail to plan on the outfit you arrived in. Your body is a bit cold in the current clothing you were sporting, a flimsy white tank top with a dangerously short pencil skirt.. you looked pathetic. Like an absolute slut, William couldn't stop looking at your chest.. you were obviously cold by the way your nipples hardened through the fabric. Or, was it because of him?

"No no, Darling.. you are perfectly on time!" His eyes were glued on your breasts, slowly moving to your supple little neck then E/C eyes. Before he let out the slightest groan and smirked, before saying;

"Someone's cold.. or maybe you're just happy to see me?" He purred, his hand brushing the hard bud making you bite your lip and gasp.. What was he doing? He chuckled darkly at the noise you made, he was losing patience.. He wanted to wait till later, he really did! But you didn't give him much choice then to let his growing frustration out.

"God, you really are pathetic love. That flimsy little tank top, the way you rub your thighs together when I speak.. It's all too amusing. Do you have any shame?" He was smirking widely, his form suddenly stepping closer while looking down at you. Enjoying the way your cheeks grew darker at each little comment he uttered, you certainly weren't expecting that..

"W-What? Mr Afton, I.." Your meek voice mewled below him, not daring to make eye contact with the older man. His hand slipping under your shirt, feeling the bare skin that laid underneath and hissing through his teeth, Making sure to shame you further. "Tut tut tut… Such a slut, who were you doing this little act for Doll?" His eyes focused into yours as he grabbed your chin, forcing you to look him in the eyes.

"... You.." your pathetic mumble finally escaped your lips after a second, William taking the opportunity to further embarrass you. "Hm? Say that again Darling? I couldn't quite hear you over the sound of your ragged little breaths." This was a dream, you rubbed your thighs together.. Already feeling your core ache from the words he shot your way, the heat growing to unbearable levels.

"You, Mr Afton sir.. I did it for you!" This only made his ego grow more, immediately grabbing your wrist he drug you through the employees only door. The dark hallway was cold and dark, only making you shiver more, a door approached reading "William Afton" . Without hesitation he opened the door and looked down at your pathetically trembling body, pointing to his desk.

"Sit." The command broke the lust filled silence, making you jump slightly and run over to his desk.. It looked expensive, like something official had been done to it… Well something official was about to happen now, William locked his door and practically ripped his tie off. Demonstrating his surprising strength, he walked over and caged your smaller form against the desk. His large hand grabs your hair and pulls your head back roughly, a sharp knee shoving its way between your already damp thighs.. pressing roughly and mercilessly.

"God, already wet eh? I knew you were a useless slut.. but this? My my Darling, you look simply shameful.." His British accent made it all the hotter, you felt yourself writhe underneath him as you rolled your hips against his knee. William, noticing this, starts to bounce his knee for you.. his eyes practically glowing with this unhinged lust. His hands moving to your tits and grabbing your nipples, squeezing and rolling them between his impossibly long fingers. Your whines and noises start to escalate in volume before he smashes his slightly chapped lips against yours, his mouth tasting of a black tea and mint gum. Blood now running down your chin as he bit down shamelessly, licking the sweet red liquid slowly.. your eyes connecting.

"W… William-" You were suddenly rubbed against his knee aggressively, the pressure so potent that it made your hips squirm away in a light pain. "Did I tell you to call me that? I'm your Boss.. call me Mr Afton, Darling." His eyes deepened in lust, seeing you nod and gasp out the sacred "Mr Afton~ Please, it's too much..!" This only drew out a chuckle from him, shaking his head and cooing into your ear.

"Now.. doesn't my little whore want to be a good girl? Take what I give you, you Stupid Slut.." He mumbled the last bit into your neck as he started to kiss, starting slowly but quickly becoming rough in his nips and sucks. Creating dark marks on your neck that would not be easily hidden, blowing warm air onto the tender spots and shaking his head.. God what a needy whore.. tempting him like this, now he couldn't hold back from ravaging your body.

"I.. I.. want.. I want you to touch me! Please? It's so sensitive- Please! It feels so.. so much-". William wasn't near done with you yet, but funny enough.. you were already a pleasure drunk bitch, not used to such delicious sensations. Grinding on his knee desperate for anymore friction, but before you could roll your hips again you hear objects flying off his desk before he pins you against it.

"Well.. since you asked SO nicely.. I guess I can pay attention to that greedy little cunt of yours.. I bet it's so sensitive and swollen hm? It needs Mr Afton's attention desperately, huh?" He cooed as he let a finger brush over your soaking fabric covered pussy, drawing out a desperate mewl from you..

He was beyond elated.

He had wanted this ever since you walked through his doorway, the innocent bat of your eyelashes.. God it did things to him he hadn't felt since before his second child. He snapped out of his thoughts as he felt your wet heat rub against his finger desperately, getting yourself off without him working on you.

"Did I say you could do that darling? Let me use you as I please, don't fucking move." His voice was serious, growing lower in octave as he started painfully rubbing hard circles into your sensitive clit. The whines and noises coming out of you made the growing tent in his trousers almost unbearable, his hips rubbing against the table making him groan lowly. "God you look so fucked out already darling.. God how are you not embarrassed?~" He purred this as his finger worked its magic, all the while his other hand worked it'd way up your body to your neck before.. well, latching onto your throat and squeezing, a soft moan erupting from your throat he just laughs… not a chuckle, no, a full on excited laugh. As if he couldn't contain himself, almost on Cue he Rips your panties off and sticks two giant fingers into you without warning, letting go of your throat and thrusting with a unforgiving speed. You threw your head back and whined in a perfect mixture of pain and pleasure, being stretched out without warning made your walls tighten around William more then they already were.

"Are you going to cum already? So, so sensitive.. What a needy pet.. Need Mr Afton in you? What do you say darling?" He was taunting you, every word put of his mouth was backhanded and patronizing which honestly pushed you over the edge.. his words, his long digits curling into you and hitting your most sensitive spot. It was all too much so you shivered and came, your body jerking slightly as a raspy cry of pleasure fell from your swollen bloodied lips. William looked in shock as the orgasm took you from his needy little slut into a useless sex toy for him, and him only to use.

".... well darling that awnsered my question." In swift movements he had your legs over his shoulders, thighs pressed against your chest as he rubbed his painfully erect dick against your ungodly sensitive clit. You mumbled things that even you couldn't understand, so fucked out and being absolutely destroyed by your boss? God this couldn't get better, but then it did, he unlooped his belt..

"M-Mr Afton- PLEASE! I nE-ed you in me- please please.. please..!" Your cries were awnsered with a patronizing shake of his head and scoff before suddenly being penetrated by the man hovered over you. His head fell back as he let out a string of curses, not waiting for you to adjust he started ramming into you. For being 43 or so, he had a surprising pace.. His hand holding your wrists above your head while his hips thrusted quickly against you, the sound of skin slapping and pained moans from you… Honestly you didn't know if you had another climax in you, the knot tightening tiredly when suddenly..

Ring…

Ring Ring…

"Hello?-"

"William, it's me Henry, are you at the Pizzeria?"

"O-Oh.. ngh~ Uh Yes I am, getting ready for opening.. I'm actually quite busy right now-"

As William said this you bucked your hips, getting a good angle and moaning. Whimpering his name and whining not so quietly… William winced and grabbed his discarded tie that was next to him and shoved it into your mouth. "Shut up slut-" William warned as quietly as possible.

"Excuse me? William, what are you doing?"

"A-Ah! Nothing I'm sorry.. Just ah.. talking to myself. Look mate, I really am busy. I'll call you after?"

"Sigh, okay William, talk to you later."

As Henry hung up he looked down to see you drooling all over his tie… oh my, what would he wear now? Oh well, he grabbed your throat one last time and hissed at you. "Never make those sounds when I'm on a call, got it Darling? I only get to hear your pathetic little noises, Me!" He raised his voice at the end, grip on your throat tightening as you nodded, gasping and clenching around him.. the large hand around your throat making you see stars; "Mr Afton!!" You choked his name out in pure ecstasy. As you clenched William just couldn't take it anymore.. pulling out and releasing himself onto your chest. Eventually his shaking form that loomed on top of you moved to sit beside your limp body.. he grabbed the uniform that you had yet to put on and raised his eyebrows.

"Go on then, put your uniform on, Darling.. time for work."

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𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐒 𝐌𝐘 𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐒

➸ William Afton x f!reader,

➸ DARK!

➸ nav | w.a m.list

➸ MAJOR WARNINGS: major character death (YOU with mentions of his kids), murder (mentions of blood, descriptions of violence), toxic relationship

➸ kinda canon typical William so take that as a warning of its own, toxic relationship, DARK, only thing that's lore accurate is willy doing bad things, older man/younger woman, you are ballora, doesn't follow fnaf timeline bc I'm just writing and not thinking,

The bed was cold and empty, William wasn’t in bed with you but you should be used to that now. He’s been so distant these few months to the point you were about to snap, you want it to work so bad, after his wife, son, and daughter's death also paired with his son Michael hating him, you wouldn’t want anything bad to happen to him ever again but now he was making it so difficult and you couldn’t bare the coming home late, never coming to bed anymore, never being there when you wake up and spending all his time in that damn basement that was locked all the time.

You knew something was wrong, William's dark under eyes told you so but now you were thinking more of the time you had talked to Michael, especially the time when he came over when William was at work. You had thought he came to see him but no, he was making sure William wasn’t around.

Michael was frantic and said he was waiting for it, but you didn’t know what it was but knew it wasn’t good. He told you to be careful and if you see something, hear something to contact him immediately. He said he was looking for someone or something.

You remembered that he said William had picked you for a reason, a young girl that just moved to Hurricane that was ignorant about the town she was moving to, one he could manipulate and control and make sure you were only fed information that made him look perfect and that everyone else was just out to get him for no reason, a girl that had no clue about anything Afton Robotics related and you needed to get out while you could.

Now that you thought about it, you had no clue what Fazbear or fredbear was, no matter how many times Michael would say it it would always be hushed down and William had maybe said it once on your first date. The only thing you really heard of was that children were going missing and you only saw it because William was reading the newspaper at the kitchen table. As you thought more, he never went into detail about his work, and when you asked, he would just say he was in the “animatronic business” whatever that meant, but you never questioned it.

You sat up, hearing buzzing from the basement, it was always the damn basement. You rolled your eyes as you got out of bed, the floor was cold which made you just want to get back in your warm bed but you were upset and you wanted answers, you wanted William to open up and not leave you in the dark anymore.

Walking down the stairs as your gut told you to go back upstairs and just leave it till the morning.

You stood in front of the door that led to the basement, bangs, drills, and buzzing were heard. You tried to twist the nob, but it was locked. your anger grew and you kept trying to twist the knob and started pounding on the door.

The noises stopped but you kept twisting and banging on the door.

It unlocked and the door swung open. William stared at you as you took in his appearance.

He wore a grey shirt with black and blue pajama pants, stains covering the bottom of his shirt, a brownish black that looked like grease and oil, and red stains that covered the majority and went higher than the brownish-black stains.

Williams's face softened while yours just grew stern. He closed the door behind him.

“What are you doing up love?” he asked sweetly, he walked past you and got a glass from the cabinet, and filled it with water.

“What are you doing up is the real question, you’re in that basement all the damn time and have never, ever, told me what it’s about no matter how many times I ask” you snapped. Clenching your teeth while staring him down.

“It's nothing interesting darling, just work” he answered, so nonchalantly it made you sick.

You bit your cheek and crossed your arms.

“William, what’s fredbear and fazbear?” you asked, the look that went over Williams's face was terrifying.

“What did Michael tell you?” he asked.

William didn’t want this to happen, he tried keeping you in the dark about what he was doing, what he was planning. The blueprints of animatronics with things hidden in them to help do his bidding quicker with little cleanup, his entanglement with immortality and unintentional possession. he knew there was a line to what you could know, once you crossed that line he had to get rid of you.

“Enough to know you’re doing something wrong and I'm going to find out what it is,” you spat angrily.

You crossed the line.

William ground his teeth, why did you do this? Why did you listen to Michael.

You moved forward and snatched the key he had in his pocket, hurrying to the door.

“y/n don’t do this” he repeated as you unlocked the door and pushed it open. He walked after you, scarily slow.

You stormed down the steps. Finally getting to the basement was making your nerves go crazy. You could hear his footsteps which made it worse.

A blueprint with the label “circus baby” was on a table next to an animatronic, the wires in the face were shown and the face bits were stacked in a pile on the table. The exoskeleton of the torso was shown, the parts had a dark grimy red almost black substance covering them and you assumed he was cleaning it.

In the corner was a finished ballerina and on the floor was a white head of a fox head. There was a stack of newspapers on another table and more blueprints in a bucket on the floor.

You couldn’t get a word out before everything went black.

William made sure you wouldn’t feel anything, he acted quickly, stuffing you into ballora. His mind went from how Michael would notice this quickly, your family, circus baby rentals, and how quickly he could design. Towels now soaked red, his shirt completely ruined, he scrubbed at ballora hoping it wouldn’t stain her. He was annoyed, he had to do all this when it could’ve been avoided.

When you came to you couldn’t see, everything was black but you could hear everything around you. you felt weird like your body wasn’t yours, felt like you weren’t attached to your body but you were or were attached to what you thought was your body.

You couldn’t move, not as of right now and you wanted to freak out. You felt so betrayed, so angry.

A voice called out to you. A soft voice that called you ballora.

It explained to you what was going on and things will feel from now on, how you’ll feel programmed and do what you were built to do even if you tried to go against it but you would have your time to move freely once it came, you were confused but she told you that you would learn quickly.

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