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proofread and fixed some things up 😭🙏

𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔

pairing ✶ freddy yeti x afab gender neutral reader (trans male/masc readers version, cis fem reader version)

content ✶ DOMTOP freddy, SUBBOTTOM reader, DOM benhwa, degradation/praise, verbal humiliation, cuckolding, voyeurism, exhibitionism, light sadomasochism, name-calling, creampie, impact play, training, rough sex, reader is inexperienced, use of the terms “pussy” and “cunt”

summary ✶ Freddy is big. That's why you’ve never had him inside you. But the both of you want it, so bad. You wanted it to be a surprise, the fact that you'd been stretching yourself out for him. But the frustration clouded your mind and you confessed the things you'd been doing to him. That you'd been training yourself with toys just to feel him inside you.

You told him you meet up with them every week. And that maybe today…

He wanted to watch.

notes ✶ holy shit it's finally done. when i tell you guys, i've had to stop writing this so many times because i got too horny Bye. anyway this isn’t beta read yet, so if you're one of the people who had to read this before the beta read i apologize for the mistakes!! i hope you guys enjoyed it regardless though. this fic was originally going to be ftm/transmasc reader, but i figured i'd make it more broad. if you guys want amab versions i could also add that!

wc ✶ 3005

You don't know how you got to this point, spread out in Benhwa’s lap on the bed as Freddy sits in a chair in front of you.

Actually, you do know. It's just such an unbelievable experience that you’re almost convinced it was all made up in your head.

Freddy is big. That's why you’ve never had him inside you. But the both of you want it, so bad. The most the both of you did were dry humping, oral sex or Freddy fucking your thighs on days the urge became unbearable.

That’s why you started buying more dildos. The latest one bigger than the last, to work yourself up to eventually take Freddy and you came to Benhwa for help. Yes, it was embarrassing, but you figured it was the best way for you to go about this since you didn't have that many experience and Benhwa can help rectify that.

How you came to this point? You were sat on Freddy’s lap. That’s where it always goes wrong, because one moment you were kissing one another, and the next thing you knew you were grinding your hips against one another and grabbing each other as if you were moments away from disappearing.

Freddy did the only thing he could and tightened his grip on your hips, his head falling against your shoulders as his unusually warm breath brushed against your neck.

"Yes, just like that," Freddy grunted, "Move your hips against mine just like that."

Hearing Freddy speak that way always draws whimpers out of you, especially since his growls tend to come out during. Today was certainly no exception. And your whimpers only drive Freddy more feral, again, today was no exception.

Usually it would escalate. To you getting on your knees, or Freddy on his, but this time the two of you gradually slowed down and stopped, going limp in each other’s arms due to the knowledge that nothing you guys could do after this would be the same as what you actually wanted to do.

You wanted it to be a surprise, the fact that you'd been stretching yourself out for him. This week was supposed to be the last session with Benhwa. But the frustration clouded your mind and you confessed the things you'd been doing to him. That you'd been training yourself with toys just to feel him inside you.

You felt Freddy twitch in his pants at it. His bewildered eyes boring into you. More words ran out of your mouth to fill in the silence. You told him Benhwa has been helping you out with it, teaching you how to take a cock. (Albeit a fake one.)

There was a tiny pause before his cock twitched again.

You couldn’t help moving your hips a little, feeling yourself ache and your breathing turn bated once more. You told him you meet up with them every week. And that maybe today…

He wanted to watch.

“Is that okay?” Benhwa snaps you out of your thoughts, their lubed up fingers rubbing your clit in circles.

You whine at the sensation and nod. “Mhm…” You can't even look at Freddy in the eyes, but you can still feel his eyes on you. Freddy’s presence is hard to ignore.

You were normally already responsive. Both Benhwa and Freddy learned that over the course of knowing you. But even they notice that you are more responsive than usual.

They can't blame you, though. The room is hot. Even with the literal refrigerator in it. You're definitely not the only one affected by this situation.

Benhwa’s other hand spreads your lips open, humming lowly when they see how wet you are already. “Look at you… And we haven’t even started.”

You whimper, legs twitching and itching closer in embarrassment.

Benhwa tuts. “No, no… Let Freddy see…” Their hands pry your legs back open, even wider than before. It makes your cheeks flush. You whine in protest, but your clit twitches at the same time.

“What a naughty thing.” Benhwa continues rubbing you, plunging two fingers into you as they did so. You moan at the feeling of finally being filled, of your walls stretching so deliciously.

Benhwa hums at your tightness. "Such a small hole… How are you going to take Freddy like this, hm?" They work their fingers in and you feel yourself getting wetter every thrust. "I guess that's the reason we're doing this in the first place, right? Because you want Freddy's cock right… here?"

Your eyes close eyes shut with a keen as their fingers hit your g-spot. The mere thought of it makes your hole clench around their fingers.

Low growls are what makes you open your eyes. For the first time since you were sat in Benhwa's lap, you look at Freddy. His face is flushed, and his pants are tight around his big bulge.

Freddy tears his gaze from your hole to your eyes.

The look in his eyes is bordering on danger. They are primal, hungry, or rather he is. It's something you've never seen in him before, even during the other times you've been intimate together.

It makes your head spin, and pushes another whimper out of you. Freddy's usual family friendly image is gone. Replaced by a yeti that is very visibly sexually frustrated.

A confused noise slips out of you when you felt a pleasurable sting on your pussy. Benhwa slapped your cunt. Freddy's eyes widens at that, his dick jumping in his slacks as if it's begging to be let out.

"You didn't answer my question," they coo. "Come on, say it for him." Their fingers rub your hole gently, as if they aren't the ones who stung it in the first place.

You know it's only a matter of time until the second slap so you force yourself to speak up. "I-I…" Your voice rasp, forgetting the request for a moment. Though it quickly comes back to you when you feel emptiness creeping in, "want Freddy inside me…"

Another slap. "Did you really think I'd let you'd get away with that..?" Benhwa tuts disapprovingly. "No, Darling, try again."

You whine. "I want Freddy's cock inside of m-my pussy…"

Another growl sounds and you hear Benhwa inhale from behind you. They hum.

"Yes, very good, you see how happy that made him?" Benhwa grabs your jaw, making you look back up at Freddy. Freddy's bulge is somehow even bigger now. The fabric can rip anytime at this point.

"You wanna make Freddy happy, don't you?"

You nod, breath hitching when you feel something firm rub against your slit. The last dildo you bought. You never expected to be someone who buys an 11' dildo on the internet, but hey, life takes you to unexpected places.

When you'd first received the toy, your heart dropped to your stomach at the size. But now, having worked up to it, it doesn't feel as intimidating.

Every time you increased the size, you were convinced that you weren't going to be able to take it, but your body surprises you every time.

"Then let's show Freddy the result of our hard effort, shall we?" Benhwa slowly pushes the dildo in. The stretch makes you gasp and lose focus in your eyes. Makes you grasp onto Benhwa's arm and whimper like a puppy. You expected it to hurt because of its dryness, but the thing is already unexpectedly lubed up.

"It's okay, you can do it," Benhwa reassures.

You focus on your breathing as Benhwa pushes it even deeper inside you. "Like that, good…" They acknowledge the way you were following the technique they'd taught you in one of your sessions.

You breathe out when it slides out of you. The thrusts grow easier and easier. And the pleasure grow along with it.

At some point it feels so good that the pace slow pace Benhwa is going at isn't enough to be satisfying anymore.

Your hips move subtly in need of something deeper every time Benhwa pushes in. The action hits your spots just right, making your hips buckle a bit.

For some reason the thrusts stop hitting the same after that. Maybe you aren't moving as hard as before?

You move your hips a little more, and there it is again: that blissful feeling that pushes whimpers out of your throat.

Your hips keeps rolling and rolling and rolling and the thing keeps on hitting you so good over and over and over again that your eyes close, until-

"Look at them. Fucking themselves on a dildo in front of us like the slut they are," Benhwa whispers, sounding completely mesmerized.

It snaps you out of your haze. You look down to realize that Benhwa isn't even moving the dildo anymore and you are indeed moving your hips on your own.

You begrudgingly stop moving, slumping back onto the mattress. But before you can catch your breath Benhwa shoves the dildo in you all the way, making you wail, arch, shake.

You gush, you can feel it. You already know it's dripping down, dirtying your sheets once again.

You want to know how it'd look dripping down Freddy's cock.

Freddy's cock is already pretty, but it would look so good with your precum on it.

You don't even need to move your hips at all, the dildo reaches your spots perfectly. There were so much noises continuously leaving your mouth, you stopped keeping count.

"Did you know your sweet little thing here likes to be treated like this?" Benhwa speaks up, making eye contact with Freddy, well, trying to. You have his undivided attention at the moment. "Acts so innocent… But they get off to getting talked down to." They scoff.

Freddy's body is unmoving, or at least as much as he's trying to. Despite his exceptional restraint, his ears and brows twitch, his legs tap tap tap on the floor and there's a slight shake to his hands that were grasping each other.

Benhwa grabs your chin, their thumb caressing your jaw. "They've been fantasizing how it would feel to have you inside of them. And I help," Benhwa continues, their other hand still pounding into you effortlessly." It's interesting to simultaneously hear your desperate cries and Benhwa's composed tone.

Benhwa hums. "You've tried a bunch of toys, but this one is certainly the closest to Freddy's cock, isn't it?"

The thought makes your voice falter. Even though it isn't as thick or long as the real thing, this is definitely the thickest and longest you've ever taken. If even the fake thing makes you feel this good, you can't even imagine how the real deal is going to be like.

Benhwa tuts. "Look at you, clenching. What did I say, hm? You like getting roughed up, don't you?" You nod frenziedly. "You want to Freddy to mess you really bad, don't you?" Their voice becomes but a whisper. Yet everyone hears it.

You nod again, eyes closed. "Please, please, I need it."

The growl that comes out Freddy this time is rumbling, resonating across the room. That and the shuffling makes your eyes open.

The toy stops moving and Freddy looms over you, chest rising and falling each breath. In this position, it's easy to notice his bulge. It isn't constricted by his pants anymore, he has them zipped down now. His dick twitches under the thin fabric, pre seeping through it.

"Looks like the big guy has reached his limit," Benhwa comments.

"That's enough," Freddy finally speaks up, his voice largely of growls, "Let me fuck them." The sentence makes your heart jump. It's always surprising to hear Freddy swear. He never swears aside from the quiet 'shit's or 'fuck's under his breath when the two of you do it, so this is new.

Benhwa pulls the dildo out of you. You gasp. Their hands settle at your legs, spreading them open for Freddy. "They’re all yours."

Freddy bites his lips before stepping closer to you, his hands frenziedly undoing his bottoms and taking his cock out.

Your eyes widen. You thought his cock was already huge, but it's somehow even more so. You're not sure if the training will suffice.

"You know, I try so hard to hold myself back from completely ravaging you… 'Cause I'd hate myself if I actually hurt you," Freddy's hand caresses your cheek so sweetly. "But that's not what you want, isn't it?" His hand departs from your face, to his dick.

"You want me to hurt you, y/n?" Freddy slaps your face with his cock, his pre drips onto your face.

You whimper brokenly. "God, yes, yes, please—"

Freddy brings the bottom hem of his shirt to his mouth, biting down on it before taking the lube. Not that you'd know with Freddy's monstrous thing having your full attention. "You want me to mess you up?"

You nod. "Yes, God, please-!"

He growls. "I'll mess you up." Freddy pushes his cock into you. A loud gasp escapes your mouth. Yes, you've been stretched out by the toys, but this stretch is more than those.

Growls pour out of Freddy's mouth as high whimpers pour out of yours. You grasp Benhwa's arm.

"It's okay, just like we learned, come on," Benhwa soothes.

You breathe, trying to pace yourself. It's interrupted by a few more whimpers, but you ultimately still succeed.

It goes out and goes in slightly easier the second time. Freddy cups your cheek before kissing you, huffing and grunting into it. And as hot as it is, you begin to have a hard time breathing, so you tap his shoulder and he retreats.

"I'm sorry, angel, couldn't help myself." Freddy caresses your cheek once more before retreating that, too. His head drops down to watch the way he sinks in and out of you.

When the burn subsides, the only thing left to feel is pleasure. And your noises reflect that, too. You try to vocalize it; how good Freddy feels inside you— how happy you are to be able to finally say that. But your words slur, and your sentences are incoherent.

You can only wail and whimper—Shake and cling.

And the more the pleasure grows, the more you whine and squirm, the deeper Freddy's thrusts become. He snarls and swears, thrusting harder and harder. Because he relishes the reaction it draws out of you.

He relishes how it ruins you.

Freddy isn't selfish, but right now he's so greedy. He just wants more and more, it makes his dick twitch and grow inside you.

So much so, you feel it not just against your walls, but your tummy. The way it protrudes and reshapes. You reach for it, but Freddy gets to it first. Except where you wanted to, at most, caress it, he presses down on it.

Your voice breaks, loud and raw. Freddy's too, albeit quieter, but his body jerks to make up for it.

His voice rumbles. It's only after sometime you realize he's actually mumbling strings of words. It takes even more to make out what he's saying.

"…fill—" He grunts. "Fill you… Ruin you for everyone else… M-make you so loose, they'll know who turned you like this." Freddy growls, lost in his thoughts.

"Mine," he roars, sinking his teeth into your neck.

You shriek, hands around his neck as he licks the spot he just bit. "Mine, mine, mine." If you're not listening close enough, you could mistake his words as just a low rumbling.

"Mine to fuck, mine to ruin."

You mewl. "Go- Plea-se, I'm gonna-"

He plows you over and over again. It's so fucking good, you're losing your mind. You can't think of anything, just feel.

You're so close, and Freddy is too judging by the way he seems to also be losing his mind. "Take it," he snarls. "Take all of me, got it?"

You nod frantically. "Yes, yes, please, I'll take all of it-!"

It only took the both of you a few more thrusts until you both come undone. Freddy's load spills and spreads inside you and your cunt spasms, tightly clinging onto his cock. The room is filled with you and Freddy's moans.

Freddy rests his head against your chest as you rest yours against his, both whimpering and breathing loudly.

You both come down from your high and Freddy slowly takes his cock out of you. You see it now: how his cock looks after you. Freddy lays it against your lips. "Clean it up, slut."

The word sounds so foreign in his voice, yet so right. Despite the unfamiliarity, you can tell it fueled something in him, too, addressing you like that.

You keen and lick halfway up his shaft before taking it into your mouth. Freddy grunts, carding his fingers through your hair.

"Made a proper mess out of you, didn't I?" Freddy says, breathing still heavy from the fucking he just gave you.

You nod and whimper, but his dick muffles the noise.

"Are you happy, hmm?" He hums.

"Mmm- Mm…" Your voice muffles once again, but he gets the point. You let go of his dick with a pop. "Thank you…”

Freddy croons in approval, his hand on your chin. He bends down to kiss you softly. "You feeling okay?"

You nod with a smile. "So good."

Freddy chuckles, kissing your forehead. "I love you, cool kid."

Your smile widens. "I love you."

Benhwa clears their throat, reminding themselves of their presence.

They end up helping by bringing you and Freddy the water and paper towels that were sat on the bedside table. They'd been an amazing guide throughout the entire thing and you both made sure they knew how much you appreciate all of their help.

Today was better than you could've imagined, and the memory will definitely live in your head over and over. Until you and Freddy do this again.

Which will probably— no, definitely be tomorrow. You will not be leaving each other's side for days.

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𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔

pairing ✶ freddy yeti x afab gender neutral reader (trans male/masc readers version, cis fem reader version)

content ✶ DOMTOP freddy, SUBBOTTOM reader, DOM benhwa, size difference, degradation/praise, verbal humiliation, cuckolding, voyeurism, exhibitionism, light sadomasochism, name-calling, creampie, impact play, training, rough sex, reader is inexperienced, use of the terms “pussy”, “clit” and “cunt”

summary ✶ Freddy is big. That's why you’ve never had him inside you. But the both of you want it, so bad. You wanted it to be a surprise, the fact that you'd been stretching yourself out for him. But the frustration clouded your mind and you confessed the things you'd been doing to him. That you'd been training yourself with toys just to feel him inside you.

You told him you meet up with them every week. And that maybe today…

He wanted to watch.

notes ✶ holy shit it's finally done. when i tell you guys, i've had to stop writing this so many times because i got too horny Bye. anyway this isn’t beta read yet, so if you're one of the people who had to read this before the beta read i apologize for the mistakes!! i hope you guys enjoyed it regardless though. this fic was originally going to be ftm/transmasc reader, but i figured i'd make it more broad. if you guys want amab versions i could also add that!

wc ✶ 3005

You don't know how you got to this point, spread out in Benhwa’s lap on the bed as Freddy sits in a chair in front of you.

Actually, you do know. It's just such an unbelievable experience that you’re almost convinced it was all made up in your head.

Freddy is big. That's why you’ve never had him inside you. But the both of you want it, so bad. The most the both of you did were dry humping, oral sex or Freddy fucking your thighs on days the urge became unbearable.

That’s why you started buying more dildos. The latest one bigger than the last, to work yourself up to eventually take Freddy and you came to Benhwa for help. Yes, it was embarrassing, but you figured it was the best way for you to go about this since you didn't have that many experience and Benhwa can help rectify that.

How you came to this point? You were sat on Freddy’s lap. That’s where it always goes wrong, because one moment you were kissing one another, and the next thing you knew you were grinding your hips against one another and grabbing each other as if you were moments away from disappearing.

Freddy did the only thing he could and tightened his grip on your hips, his head falling against your shoulders as his unusually warm breath brushed against your neck.

"Yes, just like that," Freddy grunted, "Move your hips against mine just like that."

Hearing Freddy speak that way always draws whimpers out of you, especially since his growls tend to come out during. Today was certainly no exception. And your whimpers only drive Freddy more feral, again, today was no exception.

Usually it would escalate. To you getting on your knees, or Freddy on his, but this time the two of you gradually slowed down and stopped, going limp in each other’s arms due to the knowledge that nothing you guys could do after this would be the same as what you actually wanted to do.

You wanted it to be a surprise, the fact that you'd been stretching yourself out for him. This week was supposed to be the last session with Benhwa. But the frustration clouded your mind and you confessed the things you'd been doing to him. That you'd been training yourself with toys just to feel him inside you.

You felt Freddy twitch in his pants at it. His bewildered eyes boring into you. More words ran out of your mouth to fill in the silence. You told him Benhwa has been helping you out with it, teaching you how to take a cock. (Albeit a fake one.)

There was a tiny pause before his cock twitched again.

You couldn’t help moving your hips a little, feeling yourself ache and your breathing turn bated once more. You told him you meet up with them every week. And that maybe today…

He wanted to watch.

“Is that okay?” Benhwa snaps you out of your thoughts, their lubed up fingers rubbing your clit in circles.

You whine at the sensation and nod. “Mhm…” You can't even look at Freddy in the eyes, but you can still feel his eyes on you. Freddy’s presence is hard to ignore.

You were normally already responsive. Both Benhwa and Freddy learned that over the course of knowing you. But even they notice that you are more responsive than usual.

They can't blame you, though. The room is hot. Even with the literal refrigerator in it. You're definitely not the only one affected by this situation.

Benhwa’s other hand spreads your lips open, humming lowly when they see how wet you are already. “Look at you… And we haven’t even started.”

You whimper, legs twitching and itching closer in embarrassment.

Benhwa tuts. “No, no… Let Freddy see…” Their hands pry your legs back open, even wider than before. It makes your cheeks flush. You whine in protest, but your clit twitches at the same time.

“What a naughty thing.” Benhwa continues rubbing you, plunging two fingers into you as they did so. You moan at the feeling of finally being filled, of your walls stretching so deliciously.

Benhwa hums at your tightness. "Such a small hole… How are you going to take Freddy like this, hm?" They work their fingers in and you feel yourself getting wetter every thrust. "I guess that's the reason we're doing this in the first place, right? Because you want Freddy's cock right… here?"

Your eyes close eyes shut with a keen as their fingers hit your g-spot. The mere thought of it makes your hole clench around their fingers.

Low growls are what makes you open your eyes. For the first time since you were sat in Benhwa's lap, you look at Freddy. His face is flushed, and his pants are tight around his big bulge.

Freddy tears his gaze from your hole to your eyes.

The look in his eyes is bordering on danger. They are primal, hungry, or rather he is. It's something you've never seen in him before, even during the other times you've been intimate together.

It makes your head spin, and pushes another whimper out of you. Freddy's usual family friendly image is gone. Replaced by a yeti that is very visibly sexually frustrated.

A confused noise slips out of you when you felt a pleasurable sting on your pussy. Benhwa slapped your cunt. Freddy's eyes widens at that, his dick jumping in his slacks as if it's begging to be let out.

"You didn't answer my question," they coo. "Come on, say it for him." Their fingers rub your hole gently, as if they aren't the ones who stung it in the first place.

You know it's only a matter of time until the second slap so you force yourself to speak up. "I-I…" Your voice rasp, forgetting the request for a moment. Though it quickly comes back to you when you feel emptiness creeping in, "want Freddy inside me…"

Another slap. "Did you really think I'd let you'd get away with that..?" Benhwa tuts disapprovingly. "No, Darling, try again."

You whine. "I want Freddy's cock inside of m-my pussy…"

Another growl sounds and you hear Benhwa inhale from behind you. They hum.

"Yes, very good, you see how happy that made him?" Benhwa grabs your jaw, making you look back up at Freddy. Freddy's bulge is somehow even bigger now. The fabric can rip anytime at this point.

"You wanna make Freddy happy, don't you?"

You nod, breath hitching when you feel something firm rub against your slit. The last dildo you bought. You never expected to be someone who buys an 11' dildo on the internet, but hey, life takes you to unexpected places.

When you'd first received the toy, your heart dropped to your stomach at the size. But now, having worked up to it, it doesn't feel as intimidating.

Every time you increased the size, you were convinced that you weren't going to be able to take it, but your body surprises you every time.

"Then let's show Freddy the result of our hard effort, shall we?" Benhwa slowly pushes the dildo in. The stretch makes you gasp and lose focus in your eyes. Makes you grasp onto Benhwa's arm and whimper like a puppy. You expected it to hurt because of its dryness, but the thing is already unexpectedly lubed up.

"It's okay, you can do it," Benhwa reassures.

You focus on your breathing as Benhwa pushes it even deeper inside you. "Like that, good…" They acknowledge the way you were following the technique they'd taught you in one of your sessions.

You breathe out when it slides out of you. The thrusts grow easier and easier. And the pleasure grow along with it.

At some point it feels so good that the pace slow pace Benhwa is going at isn't enough to be satisfying anymore.

Your hips move subtly in need of something deeper every time Benhwa pushes in. The action hits your spots just right, making your hips buckle a bit.

For some reason the thrusts stop hitting the same after that. Maybe you aren't moving as hard as before?

You move your hips a little more, and there it is again: that blissful feeling that pushes whimpers out of your throat.

Your hips keeps rolling and rolling and rolling and the thing keeps on hitting you so good over and over and over again that your eyes close, until-

"Look at them. Fucking themselves on a dildo in front of us like the slut they are," Benhwa whispers, sounding completely mesmerized.

It snaps you out of your haze. You look down to realize that Benhwa isn't even moving the dildo anymore and you are indeed moving your hips on your own.

You begrudgingly stop moving, slumping back onto the mattress. But before you can catch your breath Benhwa shoves the dildo in you all the way, making you wail, arch, shake.

You gush, you can feel it. You already know it's dripping down, dirtying your sheets once again.

You want to know how it'd look dripping down Freddy's cock.

Freddy's cock is already pretty, but it would look so good with your precum on it.

You don't even need to move your hips at all, the dildo reaches your spots perfectly. There were so much noises continuously leaving your mouth, you stopped keeping count.

"Did you know your sweet little thing here likes to be treated like this?" Benhwa speaks up, making eye contact with Freddy, well, trying to. You have his undivided attention at the moment. "Acts so innocent… But they get off to getting talked down to." They scoff.

Freddy's body is unmoving, or at least as much as he's trying to. Despite his exceptional restraint, his ears and brows twitch, his legs tap tap tap on the floor and there's a slight shake to his hands that were grasping each other.

Benhwa grabs your chin, their thumb caressing your jaw. "They've been fantasizing how it would feel to have you inside of them. And I help," Benhwa continues, their other hand still pounding into you effortlessly." It's interesting to simultaneously hear your desperate cries and Benhwa's composed tone.

Benhwa hums. "You've tried a bunch of toys, but this one is certainly the closest to Freddy's cock, isn't it?"

The thought makes your voice falter. Even though it isn't as thick or long as the real thing, this is definitely the thickest and longest you've ever taken. If even the fake thing makes you feel this good, you can't even imagine how the real deal is going to be like.

Benhwa tuts. "Look at you, clenching. What did I say, hm? You like getting roughed up, don't you?" You nod frenziedly. "You want to Freddy to mess you really bad, don't you?" Their voice becomes but a whisper. Yet everyone hears it.

You nod again, eyes closed. "Please, please, I need it."

The growl that comes out Freddy this time is rumbling, resonating across the room. That and the shuffling makes your eyes open.

The toy stops moving and Freddy looms over you, chest rising and falling each breath. In this position, it's easy to notice his bulge. It isn't constricted by his pants anymore, he has them zipped down now. His dick twitches under the thin fabric, pre seeping through it.

"Looks like the big guy has reached his limit," Benhwa comments.

"That's enough," Freddy finally speaks up, his voice largely of growls, "Let me fuck them." The sentence makes your heart jump. It's always surprising to hear Freddy swear. He never swears aside from the quiet 'shit's or 'fuck's under his breath when the two of you do it, so this is new.

Benhwa pulls the dildo out of you. You gasp. Their hands settle at your legs, spreading them open for Freddy. "They’re all yours."

Freddy bites his lips before stepping closer to you, his hands frenziedly undoing his bottoms and taking his cock out.

Your eyes widen. You thought his cock was already huge, but it's somehow even more so. You're not sure if the training will suffice.

"You know, I try so hard to hold myself back from completely ravaging you… 'Cause I'd hate myself if I actually hurt you," Freddy's hand caresses your cheek so sweetly. "But that's not what you want, isn't it?" His hand departs from your face, to his dick.

"You want me to hurt you, y/n?" Freddy slaps your face with his cock, his pre drips onto your face.

You whimper brokenly. "God, yes, yes, please—"

Freddy brings the bottom hem of his shirt to his mouth, biting down on it before taking the lube. Not that you'd know with Freddy's monstrous thing having your full attention. "You want me to mess you up?"

You nod. "Yes, God, please-!"

He growls. "I'll mess you up." Freddy pushes his cock into you. A loud gasp escapes your mouth. Yes, you've been stretched out by the toys, but this stretch is more than those.

Growls pour out of Freddy's mouth as high whimpers pour out of yours. You grasp Benhwa's arm.

"It's okay, just like we learned, come on," Benhwa soothes.

You breathe, trying to pace yourself. It's interrupted by a few more whimpers, but you ultimately still succeed.

It goes out and goes in slightly easier the second time. Freddy cups your cheek before kissing you, huffing and grunting into it. And as hot as it is, you begin to have a hard time breathing, so you tap his shoulder and he retreats.

"I'm sorry, angel, couldn't help myself." Freddy caresses your cheek once more before retreating that, too. His head drops down to watch the way he sinks in and out of you.

When the burn subsides, the only thing left to feel is pleasure. And your noises reflect that, too. You try to vocalize it; how good Freddy feels inside you— how happy you are to be able to finally say that. But your words slur, and your sentences are incoherent.

You can only wail and whimper—Shake and cling.

And the more the pleasure grows, the more you whine and squirm, the deeper Freddy's thrusts become. He snarls and swears, thrusting harder and harder. Because he relishes the reaction it draws out of you.

He relishes how it ruins you.

Freddy isn't selfish, but right now he's so greedy. He just wants more and more, it makes his dick twitch and grow inside you.

So much so, you feel it not just against your walls, but your tummy. The way it protrudes and reshapes. You reach for it, but Freddy gets to it first. Except where you wanted to, at most, caress it, he presses down on it.

Your voice breaks, loud and raw. Freddy's too, albeit quieter, but his body jerks to make up for it.

His voice rumbles. It's only after sometime you realize he's actually mumbling strings of words. It takes even more to make out what he's saying.

"…fill—" He grunts. "Fill you… Ruin you for everyone else… M-make you so loose, they'll know who turned you like this." Freddy growls, lost in his thoughts.

"Mine," he roars, sinking his teeth into your neck.

You shriek, hands around his neck as he licks the spot he just bit. "Mine, mine, mine." If you're not listening close enough, you could mistake his words as just a low rumbling.

"Mine to fuck, mine to ruin."

You mewl. "Go- Plea-se, I'm gonna-"

He plows you over and over again. It's so fucking good, you're losing your mind. You can't think of anything, just feel.

You're so close, and Freddy is too judging by the way he seems to also be losing his mind. "Take it," he snarls. "Take all of me, got it?"

You nod frantically. "Yes, yes, please, I'll take all of it-!"

It only took the both of you a few more thrusts until you both come undone. Freddy's load spills and spreads inside you and your cunt spasms, tightly clinging onto his cock. The room is filled with you and Freddy's moans.

Freddy rests his head against your chest as you rest yours against his, both whimpering and breathing loudly.

You both come down from your high and Freddy slowly takes his cock out of you. You see it now: how his cock looks after you. Freddy lays it against your lips. "Clean it up, slut."

The word sounds so foreign in his voice, yet so right. Despite the unfamiliarity, you can tell it fueled something in him, too, addressing you like that.

You keen and lick halfway up his shaft before taking it into your mouth. Freddy grunts, carding his fingers through your hair.

"Made a proper mess out of you, didn't I?" Freddy says, breathing still heavy from the fucking he just gave you.

You nod and whimper, but his dick muffles the noise.

"Are you happy, hmm?" He hums.

"Mmm- Mm…" Your voice muffles once again, but he gets the point. You let go of his dick with a pop. "Thank you…”

Freddy croons in approval, his hand on your chin. He bends down to kiss you softly. "You feeling okay?"

You nod with a smile. "So good."

Freddy chuckles, kissing your forehead. "I love you, cool kid."

Your smile widens. "I love you."

Benhwa clears their throat, reminding themselves of their presence.

They end up helping by bringing you and Freddy the water and paper towels that were sat on the bedside table. They'd been an amazing guide throughout the entire thing and you both made sure they knew how much you appreciate all of their help.

Today was better than you could've imagined, and the memory will definitely live in your head over and over. Until you and Freddy do this again.

Which will probably— no, definitely be tomorrow. You will not be leaving each other's side for days.

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tomorrow is gonna be a good day for the degradees, masochistic and exhibitionistic freaks ❤️

freddynation is not ready for the bomb i’m about to drop oh my god yall im trying to finish this fucking fic but i keep on putting myself on subspace HELP

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freddynation is not ready for the bomb i’m about to drop oh my god yall im trying to finish this fucking fic but i keep on putting myself on subspace HELP

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𐔌՞. .՞𐦯 want five guys? i ain't talking about burgers ᝰ.ᐟ

╰┈➤ #sendbicep trend w/ THE HANKS via text !

tags; post-realization, est. relationship (you’re married to them!), dad! hank 5, suggestive, spoiler warnings for their ending!!!

this was really fun! SMAU requests are open too hehe 🫶🏽

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𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄

pairing ✶ scandalabra x gender-neutral afab reader

content ✶ bondage, threesome, virgin sub buttom scandalabra(s), mean-ish dom top reader, i made them so pathetic sorry, PWP, double/collaborative fellatio, voyeurism, anal sex, strap-on

notes ✶ this was made with transmascs/men in mind, but there is no gendered terms at all, so it can be read as any gender!

summary ✶ exploring the attic, you found two candelabra's bundled with a rope. you put your dateviators on find two Scandalabra’s tied up, with their backs facing each other.

wc ✶ 2,289

The first thing you noticed upon entering the attic was the amount of dust collected. You could tell that it hasn’t been taken care of for some time judging by the spider-webs on the nooks and crannies of the room.

You’d hoped to find more interesting things. Things that would maybe trigger memories, for example. But instead, you were disappointed, because all you saw were a fake plant your mom bought and a safe you don't even remember the passcode of.

That was until you walked in further, and found the piles of deserted boxes in the corner for the room. These were the boxes you said you were going to unpack when you first moved in, but completely forgot and never got around to doing.

You sat down and got ready to unravel . The first box was filled with figurines. Ones that couldn’t fit in your room anymore and so you just left it in there. A wave of nostalgic memories flooded your brain. All of your old interests that used to consume you so much to the point you lost the impulse not to buy an $80 merch.

The second box was filled with old clothes. Ones that also couldn’t fit in your closet anymore. That one wasn’t so interesting.

But the third box… That’s where the most interesting item laid. Opening the box, you saw two candelabras, tied by a rope.

As you’d expected, the candelabra on your kitchen table was not the only one you owned. Curious what Scandalabra had to say for himself, you put your dateviators on and watched as the candelabra transformed into its human version.

What you didn’t expect, though, was to find two Scandalabra’s, tied up against one another, their backs facing each other.

It seemed like you weren’t the only one taken aback from this situation as the two Scandalabras both looked at you as if they were looking at a ghost.

You cleared up your throat. “Well, hello.”

Scandalabra on the left spoke up first. “Finally, you’re here.” He let out an exaggerated sigh. “We’ve been tied up here for far too long!”

Scandalabra on the right nodded in support. “Exactly. As much as I love spending time with myself, I am really starting to forget the smell of fresh scandal.”

You smirked at their banter, leaning closer to figure out how to untie them. They acted exactly like the Scandalabra you’ve gotten to know over the course of a few weeks.

Scandalabra on the left huffed. "Precisely. I'm so sick of hearing the scandals he decides to tell us. I want to find fresh scandal on my own for once!"

Upon taking a closer look at the rope, you realized how well they were tied together. It was difficult to see where the rope ended.

“Huh… How are we doing this?” Your brows furrowed, leaning back to look at the full picture.

The Scandalabras only blinked up at you, unsure of how to answer that.

“Hmmm… Let me find where the rope ends.” You stood up and walked around them. The initial intention was to inspect the rope, but to be honest, it was kind of hard not to get distracted, especially since the rope was hugging them both in all the right places.

At last, you sat back on your knees. “Alright, let me just…” You grabbed a rope that you suspected could potentially loosen them, but instead, the act only tightened the rope even more, making both Scandalabras throw their head back. One let out a whimper and the other a gasp.

You could only stare as they caught their breath. They both look horrified at the noise they made. But they didn't even dare to spare a glance at you.

Oh.

“My bad…”

When none of them responded, you looked closer at the ropes. “Why does Scandalabra hide the fact that you guys exist, anyway?” If that tightened, then this one would probably loosen, right? “If he told me, I could’ve probably helped sooner.” The only way to know was to find out, so you did the only thing you could and pulled the rope.

Yet it happened again.

This time, Scandalabra went limp and rested his head against his other self. The fire burning at their wicks connected, creating one big flame.

Scandalabra on your right turned his head to you—one of the few body parts he still could move. “Wh-Why do you think, silly?” His breath was bated and his eyes were lidded as he looked at you.

On your left, Scandalabra buckled his hips against the air, still looking into the void instead of acknowledging whatever conversation the rest of you were having. The movement directed your eyes to the very noticeable bulge in Scandalabra’s pants, even more noticeable due to the adorning rope that wrapped around it.

You glanced back at Scandalabra on your right, but he was already looking away shyly. They were both so easily worked up. Did they like being tied up that much? Was that why the "very much above sex" Scandalabra lied about being the only candelabra in the house?

Before you could say anything, your eyes landed at the box behind them. Unlike the other boxes, this one was completely sealed. Maybe there was something sharp you could use to let them free.

You reached for the box and pulled it close. A confused whimper could be heard from one of them. You looked up at them. They were both so needy. But were definitely out of their element. You didn’t want to make them feel discomfort any longer, so you prioritized getting them out than anything. You couldn’t imagine how uncomfortable it was to be tied up like this for so long.

After ripping the tape an opening the box, you saw a different assortments of things. Very random ones, at that.

At first glance, that is. You quickly realized after that the theme of the objects in this box.

Luckily, you found a dagger to cut the rope with. But, your eyes couldn’t help but be drawn to the black strap on laying beside it. It was a box filled with sex toys.

The two Scandalabras’ eyes twinkled. Presumably from seeing the dagger, but when you picked it up, their faces fell disappointedly.

You furrowed your brows at this.

So you slowly reached into the box once more and pulled out the strap on.

That twinkle appeared right back into their eyes.

Honestly, they were like an open book. You wanted to prioritize them getting out, but it seemed like they didn't.

You scoffed. “Really… I’m trying to help you guys, but you’re actually getting off to this, aren’t you?”

One let out another whimper and the other squirmed.

“Hmm…” You stood up now, kicking the box aside to clear up the space in between them. “How about this, you two suck me off and I’ll see what I can do about untying you.”

Scandalabra’s mouth went agape. His identical self nodded repeatedly hearing your proposition. “P-please… We’ll be good.”

“Hmm… One of you will.” You stepped closer, securing the strap around your waist. “It’s only a matter of who.”

The two Scandalabras began to whine for your attention, all shame somehow thrown out of the window the second dick was involved.

You walked to Scandalabra on your left, your hand tilting his head up. His eyes were glossy as he looked up at you. He didn’t even need to be told to open up, he did it on his own.

Scandalabra lolled out his tongue, licking your cock from the bottom, all the way to the tip, sitting up on his knees to do so. His identical self grunted from behind him, pathetically struggling against the rope in desperate attempt to see what was going on.

His face was completely flushed as he suckled on the tip, eyes zeroed in on the thing he was suckling. Scandalabra pulled away for a second, looking up at you before taking all of it in his mouth.

“Fuck,” you breathed out. “You say you’re a virgin, but you know how to suck cock, what’s that all about, huh?” You said amidst the wet and sucking noises that filled the room.

Scandalabra’s whimper sounded muffled around your cock.

“Never touched a dick before, but you’re a pro at sucking one, you really are a natural bottom slut, aren’t you?”

Scandalabra mewled at that. The other Scandalabra thrashed at the sentence too, unintentionally pushing him to take your cock even deeper into his throat. It was so deep, it made his eyes roll back and water.

When he started to gag, you pulled back. Scandalabra caught his breath, his tongue slightly lolled out of his mouth.

You gently wiped away his tears when it streamed down his cheek as he watched intently for any negative signs. Thankfully, Scandalabra only calmed down after that, breathing slowly going back to normal.

“Since you did so well, I will untie you.” You grabbed the dagger and cut the ropes connecting the two Scandalabras, making both of them topple forward. You discarded the thing right back in the box and the two of them made a confused noise.

“Oh, sorry, I meant untie you from each other. Should’ve worded it better." You flipped the both of them over. “But if you convince me, I’ll untie you completely. Maybe.”

Scandalabra on your right scrambled to you first, feeling desperate from being left out. He started to wildly suck on your cock without saying another word. It didn’t even seem like he was doing it cause he had to, but from his own need.

You scoffed at the debauched sight. The room was filled by the wet noises he was making. The other quickly scurried to next to him, bumping shoulders from it. They fought for the position in the beginning, but ended up respectively taking the left and right side.

The sight was insanely lewd. You wondered why they were so fired up and shameless, but then you realized how long they had been up here, tied up with no one to relieve them. The closest thing they've had to sex was probably them humping the air as they thought about the dirty stories Scandalabra had the privilege of seeing. (Or that's what he told them at least.) And the situation didn’t seem so crazy.

“You poor things.” You gently pushed the two of them, making them both lay on their backs. “Wanting to be fucked so bad, but not having anyone to do it…” You took the dagger and cut the rope on their waist down.

Their cocks were both flushed when you pulled their pants down. That wasn’t so surprising as you already saw the bulges in their pants beforehand. But what was now catching your attention were the equally flushed holes that were practically winking at him.

How could you say no to that?

Conveniently, there was also lube readily available in the box. You squeezed some of them in both of your hands and circled your fingers on their pucker. They gasped, whimpered and shivered at the small touch. When you pushed youe fingers inside them, their moans only grew louder, and they both turned their heads away in embarrassment.

“Shit, you guys are tight…” You purposefully avoided hitting their spots and they whimpered at the tease.

Before any of them could speak out though, you pulled your fingers out and plunged your cock in. Scandalabra threw his head back, a loud and stretched out moan leaving his pink lips. The other snapped his head at the two of you in jealousy.

At this point, you were just making them take turns in their envy.

“There you go.. That what you’ve been wanting?” Scandalabra’s flame grew bigger and hotter, eyes closed shut at the pleasurable sensation. Your words finally processed in his brain and that’s when he finally spoke up.

“Yes, yes!”

Your hips snapped against each other and Scandalabra only opened his legs wider and wider without his realization. At one point he was thrashing so much, you could tell that he wanted to use his hands. Scandalabra was always expressive with them.

You cut the last of the rope off, making Scandalabra entirely free to move. Yet instead of getting up or moving away, his hands wrapped around you as he desperately ground his hips against you.

The act only made you fuck your cock harder and deeper into Scandalabra, making his moans double in volume and his legs fold against his chest.

"Is your first dick as good as you imagined?"

Scandalabra nodded. "Nngh— Ye-s- I love it!"

From above him, you could see it all—the way Scandalabra’s brows contorted and his jaw slacked. The way his whimpers grew so high in pitch— You could tell that he was close.

Scandalabra let out his one last whimper as he shot out his load, his body arching and trembling as he did so.

Seeing that tipped you off the edge. Your fingers dug deeper into Scandalabra’s waist as you grunted, head falling down.

For a moment it was only your breathing in the room.

When the two of you settled down, your eyes met and you leaned down to capture his lips in a heated kiss.

Pulling back, you sat up, trying to get away from the hot air between you two. When you looked to your right, you remembered that another Scandalabra was with you.

Yet he didn’t look as you remembered. The man now has cum splattered all over his stomach.

Scandalabra came just from watching you fuck.. well, him, in 3rd person perspective.

And he has a smile plastered on his face.

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𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐔𝐏, 𝐂𝐎𝐎𝐋 𝐌𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍

pairing ✶ freddy yeti x gender neutral reader

content ✶ suggestive, v short one shot, reader acts oblivious

summary ✶ freddy watches you eat his- i mean, a popsicle.

wc ✶ 857

It was a particularly warm day in Valdivian. So much so in fact, that turning the AC on wasn’t enough to satisfy you. You had to trudge down the stairs and all the way to your kitchen for a cold little treat.

You also loved talking to Freddy. He brought a very sweet and light presence into your home. Which was just what you needed for a day such as this.

You put your dateviators on and there he stood in front of you. Tall and big, yet fluffy. And he wore a big grin on his face when he saw you.

“Cool Kid!” Freddy greeted. “Good afternoon! Do you want something to cool you down? I’ve got a lot of those saved up for you.”

Freddy’s energy was so infectious you had to smile back. “You read my mind! What do we got?” You clapped your hand and glanced down at Freddy’s stomach.

Freddy’s hands clasped each side of his furry jacket and pulled back to reveal different assortments of food.

“Alright! We've got different ice creams— Do you want Cookie dough from Raskin Bobbins? Oh, we also got the Cookie Doughn't You Want Some from Cold Scone Creamery you haven't finished! Or that neapolitan ice cream from Jen & Berry's you bought a few days ago."

Your eyes travelled to where each ice cream lay. Humming in thought, you spoke up again. "What about something more fruity? Refreshing?"

Freddy lit up. "Oh, of course! We got some orange juice, some slushies-"

You nodded. "Don't we still have those popsicles?"

Freddy froze for a second. "Yes! Yes, we have those too." Or was your mind playing tricks on you? Anyway, it didn't matter, because he revealed the inside of the lower part of his jacket to more food that could make the heat a little bit easier to bare. "We, uh, got those, too."

Your eyes landed on the one packet of popsicle on his jacket. Your mouth watered just at the sight of it. "Yes! I'd love those." You pointed at them.

"Got it. Are you sure you don't want a beverage? We even got those slushies I know you like."

You shook your head and looked back at Freddy. "Nah, I'm good. Those popsicles might just be the perfect thing to freshen me up, though!"

Freddy's face was unreadable, which was strange because his expressions were often very direct. "Alright, if you say so." Freddy looked down and handed the pack over to you.

You brightened, taking one before handing it back to Freddy. You ripped the plastic open and put the long popsicle into your mouth.

The coldness of the popsicle made your shoulders slacken and your eyes relax. The yummy raspberry flavor that hit your tongue further made you let out a satisfied moan.

"Mmm… Yeah, that's the stuff." You took the popsicle out of your mouth and winced, one eye closed. "Mh-! Okay, too cold." You wiped your mouth.

You finally looked up at Freddy again, remembering you weren't the only person in the room at the moment.

Freddy was already looking at you, but he wasn't saying anything. He blinked when he realized you were looking back at him. "Ahem- you okay, cool kid?"

You nodded and chuckled. "Yeah, my teeth are just sensitive is all." You put the long popsicle right back into your mouth, but this time you made sure that it didn't graze your teeth and you didn't leave it in your mouth for too long. You took the popsicle back out, opting to lick and suckle on them instead.

You looked back at Freddy after realizing you had been way too hyperfocused on the way you were eating your popsicle and had once again forgotten the fact that he was standing right in front of you.

Freddy wore the same 'lost' face, but this time more exaggeratedly. You could finally identify the look on his face— he looked baffled. His cheeks were also darker in blue. Was that how Yetis blush? You now just noticed the cold air slipping in between his gritted canines.

You stopped suckling and licked your lips, tilting your head. "You good?"

Freddy snapped out of it once again, mouth agape and brows raised. "U-Uh. Yeah!" He said, probably louder than needed. "Yeah, cool kid. You're really enjoying that popsicle, huh?" He chuckled.

"Mhm!" You presented the popsicle to him, some of the bottom was melting down onto your fingers. "Hey, it's blue like you!"

Freddy's face completely fell in silence. When he did make a noise, it was of him choking from his own saliva.

Your eyes widened, abandoning the popsicle on the kitchen counter. "Shit, are you okay?"

Freddy kept coughing even after passing the time mark of when the average person should stop coughing. The noise he made was growing increasingly concerning. They were noises you've never heard a human ever make before. To be fair, he was a Yeti (/fridge?), but still.

You ended up bringing him a cup of water to help calm him down and decided to put your little antics aside for the time being.

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𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐈𝐓 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍

pairing ✶ scandalabra x gender neutral reader

content ✶ virgin sub scandalabra x gentle dom reader, (verbal) degradation, (verbal) humiliation, voyeurism, gender-neutral reader, light sadomasochism, PWP, handjobs, wax play, breathplay

summary ✶ gossiping with scandalabra gone sexual

notes ✶ i wrote this at like 1am-4am for my oomf because horror couldn't find any submissive scandalabra fanfiction so shout out to oomf! i tagged this as under negotiated kink because there aren't any discussions around it in the fic, but there is a timeskip where you could imagine that happening. i honestly didn't know how to escalate it so i decided to cut it there . this was also made with ftm reader in mind but the reader can be read as any gender you want! crossposted on ao3.

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You loved to gossip. That was just what you were like! And it wasn’t like you were talking about anything over the line. Some people would call it nosy, yes, but there is one person who understands that you are simply just a curious soul: Scandalabra.

Okay, maybe it was crazy—and a tad bit pathetic—that the person you talk to the most is an object in your living room, but to be honest, you began to stop caring when all your thoughts were overshadowed by the way Scandalabra’s smile lit brighter than any candle you’ve ever seen, or the way his hair is always perfectly in place, yet his hand still went to try and push them out of his face when he felt flustered.

You and Scandalabra have known each other for some time now, and you would say you considered the two of you to be friends. (Even with the occasional flirty comments you threw at him and the way his pale skin redden at them.) That’s why the two of you were sat on your bed as you carried on your little daily gossiping instead of the living room.

“Why, yes! Oh, they’re just the perfect little targets if you’re in search for especially salacious scandals.” Scandalabra leaned closer to you as he positioned his hand near his mouth. The gesture would normally be used to keep out any unwelcomed listeners, but judging by the shameless volume of his voice, it was all just show. You raised your brow at that.

“Salacious?” Scandalabra sat himself back to his previous up-right position.

“Oh, obscenely so,” he says, crossing his legs. “Once…” He trailed off, looking into the void. He flushed and cleared his throat, shifting on your bed. “They say… The reason Harper finally broke it off with Dirk was because that dirty laundry was fooling around with the Hanks.”

By the time Scandalabra finished that sentence, he wasn’t even looking at you anymore, instead opting to look into your closet with his flushed cheeks.

Scandalabra was prudish. He liked hearing about it, yet he claimed to be above everyone who were more adventurous in their sexual endeavors, so it wasn’t shocking to see his cheeks redden in this moment.

Still, it was kind of funny to see Scandalabra’s reaction when you teased him about it.

Okay, maybe it was a bit mean to enjoy watching him stumble over his usually perfectly curated sentences, but if he wasn’t okay with it, you knew he wouldn’t be afraid to call you out on it.

But no.

He seemed to maybe even like it.

“Is that so?” You asked, tilting your head, your eyes permanently attached to him.

Scandalabra snapped his head to you, rolling his shoulders down and tilting his head up high. “W-well, so I have heard!”

You hummed. “You’ve heard, huh?” You parroted. “Did you mean the rumor, or Dirk getting it on with the Hanks?”

You meant it as a joke. Of course you did. Yet for some reason you saw Scandalabra’s face completely fall at that sentence.

It wasn’t as if you haven’t said way more sexual things, so you couldn’t understand why he seemed so horrified at the statement.

That was until Scandalabra teared his gaze away from you to look at the opposite direction and acted as if there was anything to find other than doors and walls at that side of the room, shifting in his seat once more.

You blinked once.

Then your eyes widened at the realization.

“Scandalabra did you…” You started, “eavesdrop Dirk getting gangbanged by the Hanks?”

Fire burned Scandalabra’s wick. “N-NO! Absolutely not.” He turned his body entirely to you, uncrossing his legs as he did so. “That would be utterly indecent!”

You blinked again.

Then your gaze lowered, to find a bulge in his slacks.

Scandalabra followed your gaze to find the very very obvious tent forming in his pants.

Once you tilted your head back up, your eyes met. And that’s the last thing you remembered.

Now, all you can think about is the weight of his warm cock in your hand.

You had only been touching him for a little yet he was already leaking like a faucet.

Scandalabra was sat on your lap, shivering and melting into your arms from your touch.

“How about now, hm? Will you recall it for me?” Your breath caressed his ear as you looked his shoulder and wached his pre drip down your hand, almost beautifully reminiscent of melting wax.

Scandalabra only let out a helpless noise.

“What were you thinking eavesdropping people having sex… No less a gangbang,” you continued, your other hand inching under his shirt and up his body. The simple touch made his whole body shiver and arch his back.

“Nnhh, no, I- I was… I only m-meant to scour for more scandals—”

You hummed. “I know, baby,” you solaced, teasing his perky nipples. “And after that? You stayed even though you knew what you were hearing, my my…”

Scandalabra’s hips buckled, a moan punched out of him.

“Not as innocent as you say, aren’t you? What a naughty thing…”

Scandalabra shook his head at that. “No, I—I’ve never been touched… before.”

You completely stopped moving. Which made him whine audibly.

You tilted your head, looking at him as best as you can in this position. “You’ve never been fucked before?” He flushed at your wording. But shook his head anyway, looking down.

“Oh, you poor thing.” You continued your administrations on his cock and he cried out in relief, thighs shaking. “Do you even touch yourself?”

He shook his head once more. “Oh,” you awed. “Then watch closely. So when I’m not there… you’ll know how to pleasure yourself.”

Scandalabra whined in embarrassment and kept his eyes closed.

When Scandalabra continued to refuse, your hand secured the white fabric wrapped around his neck, and pulled. “I don’t like repeating myself.”

He mewled, eyes losing focus and his jaw dropping at the sudden movement.

“Aw, did that hurt?” You said. “I’m sorry, baby, that’s why you should listen to me, cause I can hurt you… You don’t want me to hurt you, don’t you?”

He let out a pathetic little squeak at that, his dick twitching wildly in your hand. You let go and he caught his breath.

“Now watch.” Scandalabra listened this time, head dropping weakly. “The next time you want to peep someone having sex, this is how you can pleasure yourself… ‘Cause that’s what you do, right? You watch them?”

Scandalabra shivered at your words. For someone so verbal, the only noises coming out of his mouth were whimpers and mewls.

“How else do you get your scandals, hm?” You whispered. “I bet you were humping the air when you watched Dirk get dicked down, right?”

“Hnn—” Scandalabra’s usually neat hair was melting. The hot wax dripping down onto his thighs which made him moan and shake even more. The tip of his knop were hot and red. You could tell he was almost reaching his peak.

“Yeah? You wanted to join?” Your voice was low. “Did you wish it was you?”

Scandalabra threw his head back against your shoulder, his body making a perfect arch as a stream of white spurted out of him.

The room was particularly hot from the way his flame grew taller.

“Thereee you go, let it out, baby,” you encouraged.

It felt like forever until the thick white fluid stopped flowing out of him.

You watched closely, carefully.

The way Scandalabra’s body twitched and spasmed, or the way his face contorted in pure pleasure, knowing that it was a pleasure he has never ever experienced ever before. Knowing that nobody, not even himself, has touched him the way that you have.

The way his body slumped against you, and the way he trusted you to hold him.

The way it burned your body,

and you held him anyway.