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vanessa x top! afab girl reader

rating: E

summary: Vanessa asks you for help putting on her costume. You're always happy to help.

note: Vanessa is Vanny, but the reader doesn't know about her activities. They just think the suit is for kid's events. This is my first time writing smut and I haven't read that much so sorry if this is of dubious quality.

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The air is cold, but you don't mind. Hearing your girlfriend humming to herself behind you is making your whole chest warm. You like coming here, to her hiding place. It feels so intimate to be tucked away with her, like the world will never know what happens in this room. Just the two of you, anything could happen.

"Hey." Vanessa says softly. "Can you help me with this, y/n?" She faces you with her back, her suit undone where it ties up, exposing her pretty pale skin.

"Of course!"

"Thank you." She speaks in a hushed tone, sitting herself next to you on the edge of the bed.

"What's this for?" You ask. The fluffy white and tartan rabbit suit she's wearing is far from her usual work uniform.

"Oh, nothing. They thought they'd try having some of the employees dress up as mascots during the birthday parties. Apparently this kid has a thing for rabbits, and since Bonnie's gone, they figured an employee would be the next best thing."

You practically snort imagining her at a kid's party like that. She was never really the best with kids, even if she liked cute things.

"Oh, I'm sure you're just so thrilled about that." You giggle.

As soon as you stop talking, you realize just how quiet it is in here, isolated from the noises of the bustling pizzaplex. How she ever found this place, you're unsure...

You can hear her breath rise and fall. You can feel the heat of her body in your hands. You gently grab the pink ribbon and begin to press it through the fabric loops on the suit, slow and deliberate. Her skin looks so soft...you realize your own breathing is stalling. You gulp.

The atmosphere is starting to fog up looking at the way she's innocently perched on the foot of the bed, trusting you to tie up her suit. You're definitely not blind to how pretty Vanessa is. Soft golden hair that tumbles down to huggable, rounded hips, that are just inviting you to hold her by them. You love the way she subconsciously pushes down on you when you do. Plump pink lips, lightly parted, heavenly to touch and taste, that she bites cutely whenever she's thinking. Green eyes that look up to you glossed over with lust, or light up with surprise when you touch her. Full breasts and kissable thighs that nicely fill out even her drab work uniform. They push the strength of her buttons, making you want to slip her out of that uniform immediately. She's such a diligent worker...rewarding her feels so right. A treat for both of you. You love watching her tough girl exterior drop, seeing her become totally shameless as she shakes and calls out for more.

Everything about her whispers "Touch me. Love me. Make me feel good." And with that thought, you realize your hands have frozen, and you've stopped tying her suit. Your breath comes out like a puff of steam. Your whole body feels hot and is buzzing, like it's emitting sparks. Imagining hearing her voice rise, her head falling back in pleasure...you're already getting wet. You feel your thighs clench and squeeze one another looking at her.

"Ah!" You drag a finger down her spine, dipping under the almost tied suit, enjoying the sharp gasp she respond with. Your thighs jolt at the sound, and squeeze tighter together. This feels great, but you can't wait to feel her heat on yours. Her skin fills with goosebumps, even though it's so, so hot to the touch. Now you're shaking all over...hearing her sounds of pleasure is sending you far into a lustful fever. "Hey..." She whispers, voice warm and trembling.

You pull her by the waist into your lap, stomach filled with butterflies, crotch sopping wet already as you sit her down on your thighs. You push her hair to the side over one shoulder, sections still pastel colors from the faded rainbow streaks in the back. Her hair is so silky to touch, it feels good just to run your fingers through it. You let out a shaking breath as you press a tender kiss to her neck, keeping one hand around her waist to steady her...and yourself. "Mmhm..." She tilts her head out of the way, and reached to hold up her hair. You slide your hand from her waist up to her chest, pulling her closer, your core tingling to mirror where you're touching her. You hold onto her, tight. Your skin aches to bring her as close as possible; you can feel your breasts squishing against her back, which only makes you wetter. She's enjoying this, clearly. But you're still going to make sure your precious princess really wants to do this.

"Is it okay to take this off now?" You whisper. She lightly rocks her hips without realizing, and mumbles back something inaudible. Lord, she had no right to be this hot. You suppress a moan to make sure you can ask again, the light push of her hips driving you mad. You slide your other hand down to reach her inner thigh, and give it a squeeze. Mmm...so luscious here. Her thighs were really so sexy. "Do you want this right now?" You whisper in her ear, tracing around her covered clitoris with your finger.

"Ye-aah...Yeah..." She moans back, sugary sweet, driving her hips forward to lean into your hand. You indulge her, pressing your palm into her, liking the feeling of her seeking you out for reward. "Let's get this off, then." You chuckle.

She sighs, and her voice breaks into a moan in the middle. She's clearly already super turned on, and you definitely are too. You love to see her like this, seeking out pleasure and losing herself in the moment. She works so hard, takes everything so seriously. You like to help her let out some of the tension that builds up. And it certainly feels good for you, too. Touching her like this feels like sheer luxury. The heat of her body against yours, the feel of her skin. It's the best indulgence there is for you. She feels like she's melting into your touch, like you're laying under the summer sun. You turn her in your lap to face you again once you've undone the ribbon.

Well, looks like your efforts tying up the suit were in vain. But you're not complaining, not at all. She's looking at you with dark eyes, that flutter as you pull off the suit. You take your time pulling it down, letting the material tickle all her nerve endings as it tenderly glides off. You use your hand to pull it down, slipping down her abdomen as her muscles tense. She lets out another cut off gasp. You love the way her voice breaks in pleasure, and pull her into a heated kiss.

Mmm...such soft lips. She kisses back fervently, but slowly. You can still feel her jaw shaking from your touch as you caress her cheek. Damn, she's so nice to touch, everywhere. What a treat, and she's all yours...What did you do to deserve her? She's hotter than any girl you could ever dream up, this feels so much better than any dream, even ones she's been in.

She opens her mouth as an invitation, and you oblige her, tongues meeting, hot as they delicately touch. Ahhh...it's like she's eating you up. She moans, voice getting higher and more desperate as she grinds her pelvis down onto yours. You gasp as she pulls your shirt over your head, throwing it to the floor. She doesn't even break the kiss, so determined. She quickly comes back to unhook your bra, and begins to grope your chest. Your back arches as she massages your nipples and breast. "Ahh hah...Vanessa!" You moan out as she kisses your neck, returning the favor from earlier. Her kisses are so sweet, but filled with such intensity you can tell how much she's feeling right now. God...so good. You choke out another moan, before stopping her. She looks at you, dazed. "Do you need to stop?" She asks, earnest.

"No, I just, ah, let's get our undies off so I can feel you." You suddenly feel embarrassed that you've just said undies in the same sentence as telling your girlfriend you want to feel her on you.

"Oh, right. I got so excited, I forgot." She laughs. She tugs off her own underwear, and you can see...yep, she's as soaked as you, and you can see her privates jolting, squeezing down on something invisible in anticipation. Oh, geez. You look away blushing. Her clear enjoyment only serves to make you more flushed than you were. "I love you, y/n." She whispers, pressing kisses to your shoulders and collarbone while she slips off your panties. You shudder. She sees how wet you are, stuck to your panties, and flushes red, too.

"Hehe... you're so hot. Good girl." She moans, kissing your chest. "I wouldn't want anyone else, y/n." Her voice still has that breathy, taken aback quality to it, even when saying something so dominant. You like that, how equal you are. You both want, and are wanted. Pleasure, and receive pleasure. The chased and the chaser.

You gently push her down onto the bed by her stomach, admiring her sprawled out in front of you. "Mmm...I love you, too, Nessie." You call out sweetly. You hook one of her thighs over your shoulder, and press one of your thighs over hers. You can feel yourself clamping down in excitement, too. You're practically going to finish just from the heat of her thighs. You place a pillow under her back to make sure she's comfortable, before aligning your hips. Your breath is shaking so hard, and you can hear her panting under you.

Your hips slot together, hot and slippery and... heaven. Oh, it's heaven. She's practically steaming, and cries out viciously, holding onto your thigh desperately for support. You slide your hips on her wetness and begin to roll them, nice and slow. Sparks fly up your spine, and you steady yourself with a hand on her abdomen. "Vanessa!" You shout, hand pressing down harder as she arches her back to meet you. Your hips bounce together, sending shocks of pleasure through your already tingling body. Your mind is completely numb and fogged over in bliss. "Yes...yes...harder! Ahhhha! More!" Vanessa cries, speeding up the roll of her hips. "Please don't stop... please don't stop." You wouldn't dare.

She looks so lewd like this, eyes rolling back from pleasure. You lace your fingers together, and brace yourself. The affection just makes this feel so much better, the heat of her body pairing with the warmth of her genuine love for you. You don't want to rush, but you want to give her what she asked for. You lean in harder, letting more of your weight press down on her this time. She gasps and her voice breaks again. You continue the pace before you reach down to kiss her, and feel her leg kick in response.

She lets go of your thigh to cup your cheek, gently petting it with her thumb. "Love you, love you so much..." You can feel her trying to control herself, thrusts erratic as she tries to slow down.

"Ah, fuck... you feel so good Nessie." You mutter, and she gasps again. The feeling of your soaked heat sliding against each other is almost too much. You love her so much, everything feels so intense. You're grateful for the fairy lights you had strung up (Vanessa had always been afraid of the dark) because in the dark, this would just be way too intense.

"You don't- ah!! Have to- ahh ha...slow down." You tell her. "Goo-oo at your own pa- ah! -ce" Your voice is almost too broken by pleasure to talk.

"Wa-ant it to last..." She mumbles.

"We'll do it again." You assure, drawing her hand to your lips to kiss the back of it.

That's the reassurance she needs to start going much, much harder.

"Ah! Shit! Ahhhhhhah hah!" You're honored she's enjoying this so much, leaning forward and gripping onto your thighs like her life depends on it. So hot, so unreasonably hot. Seeing her like this feels so sinful, your skin is burning like hot coals. And you'd walk them for her.

You slip a hand between your s*exes, excited to give her one more push. She's so wet, your fingers slide right in. You keep rolling your hips to stimulate your clits, but now you begin pumping your fingers in and out of Vanessa, in rhythm with your hips. She really seems to like this, moaning so hard you're almost worried someone will hear from the next building over.

You hope none of the bots can hear this, you pray none of the bots can hear this. You don't want them to ask questions about if she was hurt when they heard screaming the other night, and make her all embarrassed. Although...she IS cute when she's embarrassed.

You have fun imagining if you got a little more daring with her. Sitting her on her security desk, covering her mouth with your hand and having her right in front of the cameras nobody ever checked.

That sounds nice, but...your favorite is at home, in her apartment, with candles lit. Whispering to her that she's the love of your life, and that she feels so good. That you'll protect her no matter what. What can you say, you're a romantic.

You want to have Vanessa in every scenario, as long as she feels good. You have a LOT more to try out, and you can't wait.

"Mmhm...mhm!" You look down at Vanessa through hazy vision, and she's completely lost in pleasure. You're alternating between slow rolls and pumps, and fast, and it's driving her crazy. You keep kissing her hand, and the thigh over your shoulder.

You start to suckle down on the thigh, and she moans harder. She's always has had some very sensitive thighs, and in the winter, you were actually allowed to mark them up.

"Ahh... keep going...so so good!" She throws her head back while egging you on, and you can see her abdomen flexing. She's close.

"Nobody else gets to see you like this, huh? Not Luis, or any other girls...I'm so lucky, Princess." You smirk.

She slides off your fingers and sits up, continuing the rhythm of her hips. It takes her a second from how much she's shaking, but she gets there.

"All yo-ours..." She moans into your mouth, kissing you passionately, sloppily. She trades places with you, her fingers going to work on you.

Both your hips are speeding up, jerking erratically as you try to chase your climaxes. Suddenly, Vanessa grabs your hips hard and holds them in place. "Yeah! Keep going, just like that!" She shouts.

You follow her request, and try your best to keep going just how you were. The bucking of your hips isn't really up to your control anymore, but it's close enough.

"Yes! Yes! Ah...hah, hah!" Vanessa's voice escalates higher and higher as her hips speed up. You feel like your atoms are destabilizing, your abdomen is squeezing so hard, clamping down on her fingers and flexing too frequently to keep up with. You tug on her hair for stability, and she moans.

You feel your eyes roll back, and your back arch, and you scream. Yes, yes!!

"Mmm, Vanessa! Vanessa!" You cry out, riding out your high on her fingers as you breathe heavily, going until the last bit of energy saps from your body.

Vanessa collapses on top of you, and you fall onto the bed. You can hear her uneven, gasping breaths beside you, and feel her chest heaving.

It turns out, maybe YOU have a thing for rabbits.

#fnaf x reader #vanny #vanessa #fnaf smut #long post

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