My feet met the cold floor, making me shrug my shoulders. I covered them with the blanket, but the attempt to warm up was pointless. Still covered in goosebumps, I carefully proceeded out of the already familiar room. There was nothing hinting on a presense of a harsh wind oustide like the last time, but now the whole house seemed to be frozen. Maybe it was the reason why my body was shivering violenetly, maybe not. I turned to the left and let out a shaky sigh, exploring the door in front of me.

Why did I even agree to this? I could continue working at Fredbear's as usual, but my mad simp ass couldn't miss the opportunity to help William out because apparently Mrs. Perez has been having trouble recently, unable to fullfill her duties. The idea of babysitting has always been repulsive, not making it any easier now by any means. On the contrary, the amount of responsibility on my shoulders was wild. Maybe some part of it was imagined by myself, but it wouldn't alter the situation. Having William home earlier than usual was rewarding, being the greatest relief that I have experienced lately.

Damnation.

And I'm having this moment exactly at this very time.

To be fair, he deserved this. No idea what he's thinking of me, but I don't fit as a babysitter - shall at least fit in a warmer bed.

The wooden door creaked silently, allowing me to come in unnoticed. The accomodation was painfully dark, thick curtains were shut, not letting even the slightest amount of light enter the bedroom. I made a decision to wait a little so my eyes will hopefully adjust. Still standing in the doorway, my feet began to freeze even more. Leaning on the doorjamb in order not to loose the balance, I rubbed my calve with my foot. I walked towards the bed as I realised that I was able to detect the outlines of it right in front of me.

My weight was placed onto the mattress while I cautiously observed William's reaction. He seemed to be asleep and I relaxed, lifting my cold feet from the floor to wrap them in the sheets. I made a cocoon of the blanket that I was previously covering myself with and pressed my back against Afton's. Trying to bring myself back to sleep was challenging, I was still impatient, anxiety burning deep inside my chest.

My feet wouldn't get warmer, so I turned on the other side and faced William's back. Getting under his blanket made me warmer, thankfully. I was unwilling to bother him with the touch, so I simply curled up next to him. A familiar scent hit my nose. It was faint, but nonetheless plesant. An immense urge to be as close to him as possible blazed my insides, almost tearing them apart. My arms wrapped tightly around William's torso, shaking slightly for an unknown reason. My mind was floating somewhere, overburduned. My heart was racing, my cheeks were hot, it was hard to breathe. But sensing his body so close to me was just what I needed, what I have been craving for so long.

William moved, turning around carefully. My tight grip loosened to allow him take a comfortable position, then my arms clasped around his frame again.

Words were unfitting. As my mind came back to Earth, I discovered myself lying atop of Afton, cheek pressed against his chest. His hands were caressing my back under the blanket. My breath became even, only to freeze as my eyes met William's.

- Sorry, - I murmured, - I didn't want to wake you up.

He only patted my head and a reassuring smile appeared on his face, causing me to glue my gaze to his thin lips. Slowly, my palms touched the man's face, caressing his cheekbones. In a moment, my lips brushed against William's slightly, causing him to let out an eager sigh. His hands squeezed my waist impatiently while I was kissing him, biting his lower lip. Afton responded with passion, his palms crawled under my t-shirt and travelled lower. I let out a soft moan, allowing the man to slide his tongue inside my mouth.

Now, this wet kiss was the reason I was shaking. Almost losing my breath, I kept kissing William, causing my lungs to fill with hotness. In a split moment his frame hung over mine, pressing me into the mattress. His fingers traced my body demandingly before I felt his blazing lips on my stomach. This action made my back arch immediately, I bit on my lip. The little kisses were getting lower and lower, until a band of my panties slowed the motion. Even in the dark, I noticed how hesitant the man was.

- Please, continue, - I spoke, voice soft and breath heavy.

As my panties were removed, he breathed out, burning my skin. William's tongue reached my folds and moved slightly upwards, coming across my clit. I let out a gasp, surprised with sudden sensation. He chuckled which made me bit the lower lip harder. His tongue caused my legs to shake violently, I knew I wouldn't last long.

- Mmnh, you taste delightful, love.

These words sent a wave of arousal above my already shivering body. The feeling was too much and I moaned, but a sobering realisation that there were kids in the house caused me to place a palm over my mouth. Another moan, this time muted, followed as his finger entered me carefully and my ears blushed in a realisation how wet I was. The stretching feeling appeared after he slid another finger deep inside. A pleasantly aching knot formed in my lower belly and I tried my best not to go above a half-whisper.

- W-william, I'm close, - voice shaky, I warned.

- That's right, darling, cum for me.

This was the last straw. I was eager to listen to his every word, obey without a question, fullfill his each demand flawlessly only to hear those words. The blinding heat washed over me, and I let out a muted, prolonged moan, trembling with orgasm, as his fingers were fucking me with force.

- Good girl, - he didn't hurry to pull his fingers out, but doing so, his lips touched my forehead in a caring manner.

Hugging the pillow, I tried to catch up my heavy breath and my eyes met William's. His palm brushed my cheek lovingly, pulling me into a kiss again.

- Now, I need your help, - he whispered, the tips of his fingers brushing my neck.

My hands rested on his chest, sliding lower and lower. I could feel his ribs even through the clothes that was removed shortly after. He positioned himself on his back, taking his boxers off.

- Please, give me a hand, dear, - he took my palm, placing it on his length.

I carefully wrapped my fingers around him, moving my hand gently. Leaning closer, my lips brushed against the tip and my mouth parted, letting him slide inside. Trying to be as careful as possible, I moved slowly, hearing little panting breaths from William which heated me up more and more.

- Ohhh, yess... You're such a good girl, aren't you?

I could only let out a pathetic whimper, as his palm landed on the top of my head, stroking it and pulling it down a little. Now, his hips were rhythmically moving upwards in a slow pace which was growing more rapid. His palm rested on my head, guiding me. However, the move was not forceful; I felt my own arousal build up again, sensing Afton's great excitement. His thrusts started to loose their rhythm and William removed his hand, stopping his movements. My eyes lifted on him with a questioning gaze as he spoke in a low voice.

- Come here now, - he made a weak gesture with his hand and I obeyed, placing myself beside him.

William's hands wrapped around me, squeezing my body in a demanding grip. His lips covered mine in a passionate kiss, soon his frame was hovering over me again. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pulled him as close as I could, moaning into the kiss. His tongue explored my mouth ravenously, hands travelling around my body to give my breasts a firm yet gentle squeeze, incomparable to the fury of the kiss. My fingers ran through his hair and William let out a content hum, pressing himself closer which caused my legs to spread wide.

- Are you ready? - his breath was heavy and voice low, but the tone he spoke in was serious.

- Yes. I want you, William, - I wrapped my palm around his arm which was placed right beside my head.

Our lips met again. Soon he pulled back, shifting his attention to the lower parts of our bodies. I froze as I felt him at my folds, guiding himself slowly with a hand. In spite of the fact that an unpleasant stretching sensation was present, my body was more or less prepared. Patiently, he let me adjust to his length before making a few slow and rhythmic thrusts, accompanied by short, ragged breaths. My back arched, the grip on his arms tightened - the new sensation overwhelmed me, and I couldn't hold my moans back any longer. He quickened the pace, making me gasp.

- Ohh, fuck, - I moaned, throwing my head back.

Undeniably, it sent a wave of heat above Afton's body, causing him to smirk contently.

- The way you spread your legs for me... It's perfect, - his palms squeezed my hips as he began to thrust with force.

I sensed a wild amount of heat that was ready to spill inside of my lower stomach, gripping on the sheet tightly. His hips were thrusting into mine roughly and almost violently. I could hear the lewd sounds of our bodies slapping against each other mixed with our moans and short, ragged pants.

- Fuck, Y/N, - William moaned, - you're so fucking tight.

A whimper escaped me, as my eyes rolled. I bit on my lower lip again, attempting to mute the moans, however, the man's harsh and deep thrusts were already bringing me over the edge.

- Oh god, yes, I love it so, so much! Yes, yes, yes!

I was unable to hold back, moaning in blazing pleasure, my trembling legs wrapped around Afton's waist. His rough movements carried me through the orgasm, eventually he let out a soft moan, shoving himself as deep as he could in one last thrust.

Trying to restore the breath, we laid motionless, not pronouncing a word. He moved beside me, placing his arm around my waist as soon as our heated bodies cooled down.

I snuggled closer to bury my face in his shoulder and suddenly a weigh of exhaustion became incredibly heavy. I yawned, William did the same. He covered our bodies with the blanket and placed a warm kiss on my forehead. The corners of my mouth curled in a smile.

- Good night, William, - I whispered, wrapping my arms around his forearm sleepily.

- Good night, Y/N.

Published: 13 Mar