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justfangirlstuffs · 2 years ago

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Back injuries are the worst, but thankfully, you have a friend who is unwilling to sit by and watch you suffer through it.

You x Sun (Dawn)

Yet another day where physical pain was just the norm. Honestly, you were getting used to it by now, not even bothering with the pain meds because they just didn't seem to be doing much to ease your discomfort. You'd had an accident that resulted in a pulled back muscle. Sadly, since it funnily enough did not happen on the job, workmen's comp was a no-go for you and you really didn't have the money to shell out for doctor bills at the moment. So, you chose to suffer in silence. You were good at that. It was practically an art form for you at this stage in life.

However, you had felt a little bad when the other day you had bumped into agent Dawn and he had taken notice of your discomfort. You found it was nigh impossible to hide anything from him and you couldn't bring yourself to lie when he asked you point blank if you'd been hurt. So, you explained the results of the accident -excluding the event itself because the details were just too embarrassing-. That you had a pulled muscle in your back but it was fine and you were still work able. You don't think you fully convinced him, but he eventually eased off the subject. You soon learned, however, that he was far from ready to drop it.

A few days later, Dawn caught you while you were on break and invited you to his office. Being one who thoroughly enjoyed his company, you readily accepted. As you stepped inside his office, you paused when you noticed a cot sitting in the room.

“Have you been sleeping at work?” you asked.

Dawn chuckled as he shut the door behind him and you heard the soft click of the lock. “No, silly, that's for you.”

You were silent for a beat as your brain processed this. Not wanting to jump to any conclusions just yet, you said, “I'm gonna need some context and fast, please.”

“Oh, are you thinking something naughty?” he asked slyly.

And there it was; the heat racing up to your face that was so palpable you felt like you could serve as someone's personal space heater. “Dawn,” you groaned. “What's the cot for specifically?”

Dawn chuckled. “Sorry, sorry, I just can't help myself when it comes to you it seems. Do you remember our conversation the other day about your back injury? It’s still bothering you, isn't it?”

Ah, is that what this was about? Wait, scratch that, this really didn't clear anything up because why the cot? However, his concern derailed your confusion of the situation for the moment. “Yeah, it still hurts but I'm managing. You don't need to worry.”

“And yet, worry I do,” he said with a lamenting sigh. “The thought of you hurting, and being able to do nothing…” He paused, eyes drifting to the side for a moment. Then he seemed to snap back, his demeanor visibly brightening. “Thankfully, I believe I found a solution.”

“Oh?” Your curiosity was further piqued. “And I take it, it involves the cot somehow.”

“Mm-Hmm,” he affirmed coyly. “I'm gonna need you to lay down on it.”

“Why?” you asked, a mix of nervousness and self-consciousness rearing both their ugly heads.

“It's a surprise.”

You can't remember ever seeing him quite this… giddy? Eager? And maybe a touch… apprehensive? No, surely you were imagining that last one. There was no way that Dawn of all people would be apprehensive about anything… right?

Seeing the conflict in your features, he stepped forward, taking your hand. “I know I can be horribly incorrigible at the best of times,” he murmured. “But I'm asking you to trust me. I promise I will take the absolute best care of you. Satisfaction guaranteed.” He said that last line with a smile and a little wink.

It was a miracle, truly, that steam wasn't whistling out of your ears like those old-school cartoons. How could you possibly say ‘no’ to that? Taking a deep breath, you heaved out a sigh and said, “Of course I trust you, Dawn.”

His smile softened and he gave your cheek a gentle caress, his fingers felt smooth and cool on your warm skin. “Thank you,” he said, and it was the most sincere pair of words you think he's ever spoken to you. “Now, on your stomach, if you please.”

‘Yes, Sir,’ you thought in your head. You didn't dare say them out loud, not even flippantly for the fear of what he would say in reply. You got settled down onto the cot, wincing at the uncomfortable twinging in your back, but that was par for the course. It was hard not to set it off in some fashion no matter what you were doing.

“Can I at least have a hint of what to expect?” you asked, settling your chin on your folded arms.

“Hmm, I suppose,” Dawn said playfully. “I think you'll find this experience very… stimulating.”

He drew out the last word and you felt his finger brush over the curve of your ear. The touch made your gut flutter. That was fine though; you had previously established that playful touches like that from him didn't bother you, something he seemed to enjoy taking advantage of at every opportunity. He was a bastard (affectionate) but he was a respectful one at the very least. Maybe that's why you felt comfortable with him even with all the relentless teasing. You knew that if you ever drew a line he would abide by it, no questions asked.

“I'm going to push your shirt up,” Dawn warned you. “Is that okay?”

You wondered if you'd be any less anxious if you knew what exactly this devious man was planning. Who were you kidding, probably not. “Go for it.”

There was a pause followed by a delighted hum. “Interesting choice of words.”

You buried your burning face in the pillow. You just couldn't win it seemed. You must seriously enjoy losing this game because you never seemed to shy away from playing. Maybe that made you a winner in some regard. Thanks to his warning, you were able to keep your breath even as you felt the fabric of your shirt pushed up, exposing the middle and lower area of your backside. This was fine. You felt his fingers settle onto your skin and you twitched more out of anticipation than anything.

“Relax, darling,” Dawn chuckled from above you. “I haven't even started yet.”

“You’re evil,” you mumble petulantly.

This elicited another small laugh from him. “As I said, I can't seem to help myself when it comes to you.”

The sly tone in his words was all the warning you got before he pressed down. You gasped, your skin tingling where he touched followed by a sensation you were not expecting and could not have prepared for. It started small at first, just a slight tingle, not dissimilar to the pins and needles feeling of your foot falling asleep. But then it grew and grew in a steady pulse until…

“Holy F-” You let loose a curse because you could scarcely describe what had just happened or how Dawn’s touch had made it happen.

“Language,” he tsked above you. “But more importantly, how did that feel?”

“I… I don’t know…”

“Painful?”

“No, just weird.”

“Bad weird?” His tone was colored with a hint of concern.

“No, just weird. Unexpected.” You paused, then feeling a little daring, said “Could you do it again?”

That seemed to help him regain his full confidence. “With pleasure~.”

Now that you had an idea of what to anticipate, you focused on breathing while Dawn's fingers sent that tingling pulse through your skin. Working its way down into your muscles which started to move of their own accord. It was very strange, feeling your muscles twitch without your say-so. But it wasn't painful at all. In fact, it was starting to feel really nice, and you were getting used to it.

Apparently, Dawn sensed this, because he said, “Let's take it up a notch, shall we?”

The sensations increased and the sounds that left you were incomprehensible as you writhed beneath his hands. “You... demon,” you growled when the pulse had settled back down and you could form words. “What if someone heard?”

“Oh, not to worry, my office is soundproof. So feel free to be as loud as you want.”

You honestly couldn't tell if that was a flirt or a threat. “I'm starting to think you're getting more enjoyment out of this than I am,” you muttered.

“So, you are enjoying it then?”

Oh for the love of- “I mean, yeah, just, maybe giving me a little more warning, please?” You didn't think you could face him if you kept making all these weird noises.

“Fair enough, communication is important with something like this.”

As Dawn continued to work on you, you noticed your back pain was beginning to fade. Once you had re-established a baseline of comfort with the tingles, he started to get.... creative. The pulses began to vary, being soft at first and then creeping up in intensity until you were biting down on your shirt collar to keep quiet. Sometimes the pulses would be short and soft, like the fluttering of a butterfly. Others would be stronger and more lingering, like an ocean wave. Some would come it rapid bursts, like mini lightning strikes. He was basically commanding your muscles into a strange and delightful dance that you had no control over, but rather than scaring you, it was oddly thrilling. Well, he had said this would be a stimulating experience. Funny, you never took him for a punster.

“How are you doing this?” you asked him as his fingers shifted to a different area of your back to work on.

“After you told me about your injury, I did some digging, and apparently electric muscle stimulation does wonders for muscle pain and recovery. So, I may have done some rather thorough research the past several days,” he said with a light laugh. “I can control the amount of electricity that goes through my hands at any given time. Normally it's for interrogation purposes, but I thought, why not use it to help a friend?”

“You… went through all that trouble for me?” you mumbled in disbelief.

“It was no trouble because it was you,” Dawn said softly.

Just the way he said it made you believe he wasn't just saying it to be smooth or to make you blush. It sounded like he truly meant it. Your heart felt so full and you had the overwhelming desire to hug him, just to show how grateful you were. “Thank you.”

Dawn continued his treatment until your back was pain-free and you felt like a whole new person. “'There is some bad news, I'm afraid,” he said as you sat up on the cot.

“What's that?”

“Sadly, the treatment isn't a one-and-done deal,” he informed you.

“Oh, my, that IS bad news,” you said with a small roll of your eyes, already guessing what he was getting at.

“An absolute travesty,” he agreed with a grin. “However, if you're satisfied with your experience and you feel like making a return visit...” He trailed off, eyes looking to you for an answer to his unspoken question.

You grinned, finding this newfound bashfulness to be rather endearing. “Yeah, you can pencil me in for another time.” You paused, then said, “On one condition.”

His head tilted in curiosity. “Yes?”

“May I….” You hesitated a moment, gathering your courage before pressing on. “See your claws?”

He stared at you curiously for a few beats. Then, he held up one hand and you watched as claws extended from his fingertips. It was so incredibly fascinating to watch in action. You held your hand out in a silent request and he place his hand in yours so you could have a closer look. You ran your fingers carefully over them, taking in their feel and texture. You tried not to notice how intently Dawn was watching you.

“Not many like to see them,” he murmured. “They're… well, a bit unnerving for most.”

“They're a part of you though.” And just to show you meant it, you brought the clawed hand up and pressed it against your cheek, nuzzling it. “That's what makes them beautiful.”

Dawn’s sunrays gave a little twitch, and you think you’ve rendered him momentarily speechless. You grinned. It was nice getting to be the one to fluster him for once. Not wanting to make him uncomfortable, you released his hand, watching as the claws retracted out of sight.

“I’m already looking forward to next time,” he said with a smile.

“Yeah,” you agreed, lost in the moment. “Well, feel free to stimulate me any time.” You stopped when you realized what you just said. “Wait... I didn't... I mean...”

Dawn got the biggest grin. “Oh really? ANY time you say?”

“I'm leaving! Bye!”

You made a mad dash for the door, your ears burning as Dawn's light-hearted laughter followed you out into the hallway. Welp, you managed to commit seppuku on your pride, but hey! At least your back felt great! Satisfaction guaranteed, indeed.

(Yet another fanwork based off of '@lavenoons Accidentally Undercover AU. Because someone suggested since Moon got his massage drabble Sun needed one too. You know, for balance.)

#sun x y/n #sun x reader #fnaf security breach #fnaf sundrop #accidentally undercover #au #the daycare attendant #please forgive typos #i was half awake while writing and editing this #justfangirlwritings #cw suggestive #kinda sorta

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