“You’re scared…. and broken…” With, literally any of the Glamrocks after Ruin(preferably Eclipse and Monty)-
"N-NO!! STOP IT!! BAD GATOR!! BAD GATOR!!!!"
Hearing the terrified shrieks of a certain daycare animatronic, you were quick to rush into the garage, stumbling upon a rather frightening scene:
Eclipse, who reverted back to Sun, was on the floor as Monty's teeth were latched onto his leg, violently tugging on it in an attempt to shred what little remained of the tattered striped material. The gator snarled all the while, shaking his head around while the former kicked and screamed.
It didn't take long for you to figure out how to separate the two, grabbing a metal pipe and tapping it loudly against the wall to get Monty's attention on you for a second.
"Montgomery Gator. Let him go NOW!!"
Upon hearing his name, he let go of Sun and stared at you, shrinking away as you approached. With a huff, you tossed the pipe towards the furthest part of the area. "Go fetch."
As he crawled away, that gave you a chance to examine Sun for any serious damage. You kneeled down, frowning as the traumatized animatronic was whimpering at the current state of his other leg--arguably the only "good" leg he had remaining.
'Jesus..I can't leave these two alone for even a second..'
"Are you okay?" You asked worriedly. "Is your leg still functional?"
"Yes, but alas....p-pretty patterns are all ruined now..." He bemoaned. "No stars..no stripes...all gone. No more..."
"Sun, I promise I'll get this sewn up for you. But listen...I warned you not to go anywhere near Monty." You set a gentle hand on his knee. "Why did you go near him?"
"I....we just wanted to say hi! I-I didn't think he'd hurt me! He used to be so nice! S-Sure I might have called his music too loud, but he didn't seem offended by it!!"
"What he did to you wasn't anything personal." You shook your head, sighing. "He's not himself. He's gone...completely feral now. Do you know what that means?"
He was still for a moment, before shaking his head.
"It means he's not gonna know who you are. You all have been stuck there for so long that...he's acting on animal instincts now. He barely even knows me anymore."
"..so..you mean....he thinks he's actually a gator?"
"Exactly." You nodded. "And until I can figure out how to restore his original personality, we'll have to treat him as such."
Sun remained silent, his gaze wandering back to Monty. He was gnawing on the pipe. It wasn't much, but it stopped him chewing on anything else in the garage, such as the important Fazbear Ent. equipment you stole from the plex.
It's not like anybody was going to use it anyways.
"It's not fair to him...o-or me. Why did this have to happen to us?"
"..I don't know. I wish I knew why, Sun." All you could do was shake your head, feeling sad that you couldn't simply repair them both like nothing even happened.
Like they weren't left to rot in that mall for years.
Your exploration of it was still fresh in your mind.
While you couldn't track down Chica, Roxy, or Freddy...you were able to at least find Eclipse and Monty, convincing them to come home with you as it was a lot safer.
Eclipse was more than willing despite being worried about when the children will return to the daycare, whereas Monty just started following you randomly, always being at your heels like a protective guard dog.
He was your favorite out of the Glamrocks, so maybe part of him remembers that--hence he never attacked you.
Unfortunately you had no idea how he would behave around Eclipse, considering you just rebooted him after Sun and Moon were fighting for control nonstop. The two were in obvious pain with the lights being broken in the daycare, so you were lucky to have a fazwrench on you at the time.
But the strangest thing during your time working for the pizzaplex was that you never knew Eclipse even existed as a character. The company never talked about him, and not a single advertisement (old or new) mentioned him anywhere.
There was only ever Sun and Moon.
Regardless, you were glad to officially meet him and see his balanced personality--with Moon's calmness and Sun's optimism
Unfortunately Monty had some fit of aggression when he tried talking to him, sending him into a panic so bad that it made him switch back into Sun. Now you weren't sure how to bring Eclipse back to the forefront without doing another reboot...as that apparently caused Moon great pain.
The gator, as feral as he was, seemed guilty for what he did as he stayed huddled in the nearest corner of your garage. You could clearly see that he didn't mean to attack Eclipse; he just couldn't control himself.
"[Y/n]...a-are we monsters? Is that why nobody comes to see us anymore?"
Those heartbreaking questions almost made tears spring to your eyes, before you turned back to Sun, taking his hands into yours. "No. Neither of you are monsters. You're scared...and broken. But I'll try my hardest to put you back together. You, too, Monty."
"Grrahhh..?" He perked up at his name, dropping the pipe and crawling over to you when you beckoned him closer.
At first the attendant was panic-striken, almost hyperventilating even. But then he saw him abruptly stop beside you and was confused for a moment.
You smiled sadly and patted Monty's head, feeling what little remained of his red hair. "It's amazing that your mohawk is still attached to you, pal."
He chuckled at that, before looking to Sun and huffing. Although he couldn't speak anymore, the guilt was clear in his body language, something that was quickly understood by the solar animatronic.
"Awh, it's okay, buddy. We can still be friends!" He giggled, mimicking your gesture and patting Monty's head, albeit with great caution.
Fortunately, he didn't bite his hand off this time.
All you could do was continue smiling, being a watchful observer of your two (technically four) favorite characters who you were relieved to have rescued.
'Looks like there's hope for them yet.'
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You teased 1 for the smut prompt for AkkAyan in your last fic. They won’t go straight to hell for road head if the car is parked
Ah, yes. You found the loophole. I actually really like how this one turned out so I hope you do as well 🫶🏻
Word Count: 1600ish
{going} down on them in the backseat of a car
Aye was drunk—pleasantly so, but drunk nevertheless. They were at a bar celebrating Kan’s twenty-first birthday, but Aye had lost interest in the party. In fact, he seemed to have lost interest in everything that wasn’t Akk. He was sidled up next to him in the half of the booth they shared and he had his chin tucked flirtatiously over his shoulder. Every time Akk’s attention dared to wander over to their friends for even a second, Aye’s hand would start to snake its way up his thigh.
The third time this happened, Akk clamped his hand down on Aye’s and listened as he giggled.
“Not here,” he hissed into Aye’s ear. Aye shivered as if his words were foreplay and not a genuine admonishment.
“Then where?” he asked.
“At home,” Akk answered. Where respectable people had sex. Obviously.
Aye pouted up at him, his eyes wide and forlorn. “But I don’t want to wait that long.”
“Well, you’re going to have to.”
“Please, Akk. Don’t make me.” He fluttered his eyelashes as if he thought that might help curry Akk's favor and then his hand started to drift up Akk’s thigh once more…
Akk was done. He couldn’t take this anymore. He stood, causing Aye, whose head had still been resting on his shoulder, to tip sideways into the booth.
“We’re leaving,” he announced to the table at large, holding a hand out to help Aye up. Aye beamed. “Happy Birthday, Kan.”
“Happy Birthday, Kan!” Aye agreed, addressing the birthday boy for the first time in an hour. Akk didn’t give him a chance to say anything more. He grabbed his boyfriend by the hand and dragged him out of the bar before he could embarrass either of them further.
“Where are we going?” Aye asked eagerly as they stepped out into the parking lot. There were a few people milling about, but for the most part, everyone was still inside. The heavy bass from the live band carried out into the night.
“I’m taking you home.”
“But I don’t want to go home,” Aye whined, grinding suddenly to a halt and refusing to let Akk drag him any further.
Akk sighed, coming to a stop a few steps ahead of him. “Well then where do you want to go?”
“I want to have sex,” Aye said as if Akk might have forgotten.
“Yes,” Akk agreed. “At home. Where I’m taking you.”
Akk tried to continue walking, but Aye still refused to move. “I don’t want to wait until we get home.”
“Then you can jerk off in the car. Now, come on.”
This time, Aye followed him, but he didn’t seem happy about it. He stomped along behind him like an insolent child.
Akk took the keys out of his pocket to unlock his car door, but before he could even press the button, Aye—in a burst of speed and agility Akk hadn’t thought him capable of in his current inebriated state—shook Akk’s grip from his wrist, snatched the keys from his hand, and ran around the car to jump in the backseat on the other side like they were playing some drunken game of tag. Akk was so surprised by the sudden burst of energy that he made no move to stop him. He just stood there, cursing his luck.
Aye slid over to his side of the car and grinned at him through the window.
“Aye, give me the keys,” Akk demanded, trying to sound stern. Aye giggled and shook his head, clearly not intimidated. “Aye, come on. Please. I can’t drive without the keys.” Aye giggled some more and then patted the back seat next to him in offering, silently asking Akk to join him inside. And what else was Akk supposed to do at this point? He had to get his keys back somehow. So he opened the car door and climbed inside.
“Now what?” he asked stubbornly. He needn’t have. Aye made his intentions perfectly clear when, as soon as the car door swung shut behind him, he pressed his lips to Akk’s.
Akk immediately pushed him away, his cheeks burning. “Aye, no. We can’t,” he said, looking out the window in search of anyone who might be watching. No one was. Aye cocked his head in confusion.
“Why not?” he asked in a whisper.
“Because we’re in a car!”
Aye waited for him to say more, but when he didn’t, he snorted. “Oh, stop being such a prefect,” he said, and then he kissed him again. This time—either because of the challenge in Aye’s voice or simply desire—Akk kissed him back.
Even drunk, Aye was a good kisser. So good, in fact, that Akk was starting to think he might not be as drunk as he let on. He tangled his fingers in Akk’s hair, kissed him deeply, and for a few moments, it was sweet. Innocent, even. And then Aye’s fingers found the zipper of Akk’s pants.
“Aye,” Akk warned.
“I’ll be quick,” Aye said, quieting him with a kiss.
And in his defense, he was quick. Within seconds, Akk’s pants were undone and Aye was breaking their kiss to pull them down just far enough for his cock to spring free.
“Aye, seriously. We can’t—”
“I’m going to suck your dick now,” Aye interrupted bluntly, and then, without another word, he leaned down and took Akk into his mouth.
“Fuck,” Akk groaned, looking frantically out the window, expecting to find someone staring back at him through the pane—a witness to his sins—but although there were still people moseying about, none were close enough to see them. Still, knowing they were there, just on the other side of the glass? It made him feel like he was being watched. His blood caught fire.
Aye smirked around his dick, pleased to have finally quieted his arguments, and then he took him deeper.
The back seat of Akk’s car was cramped. Akk was on one side, half-turned toward Aye with his head resting back against the cool window behind him. Aye was sprawled out on the other, his ass in the air as he bent down to suck Akk’s cock like it was the reason he had been put on this earth. There was no stopping him now—not because Aye wouldn’t if he asked, but because Akk no longer wanted to. Like Aye said, his best hope was to get it over with quickly. Preferably before they were arrested for public indecency.
So he tangled his fingers in Aye’s hair and began showing him exactly how he wanted to be pleasured. Aye was a fast learner. He sped up at Akk’s instruction, leaving Akk free to just lean back, close his eyes, and enjoy it. But the closer he got to the edge, the more he realized it wasn’t enough to just sit passively by as Aye did all the work. He wanted Aye to feel the thrill of exposure too.
“Goddamn it,” he cursed under his breath. What had this boy done to his sense of decorum? "You're going to kill me one of these days, you know that?"
He reached down, feeling blindly for the front of Aye’s pants, and although the angle wasn’t great, Aye was aroused enough that it wasn’t difficult to find his erection and massage him through his jeans. Aye thrust into his hand, just as hungry as Akk was, but Akk couldn't figure out how to unbuckle Aye's belt one-handed.
When Aye realized what he was trying to do, he reached down to help. Soon, he was shimmying out of his pants without ever once breaking his rhythm on Akk’s cock. Once his dick was finally free, Akk licked his palm and used his saliva as lube to begin stroking Aye in time to his racing heartbeat. It felt woefully inadequate compared to the warm, wet heat of Aye's mouth, but he did what he could.
“Fuck,” Akk hissed as Aye swallowed him down so deep that he could feel his cock pressed against the back of his throat. “Yeah. Just like that.”
Aye smirked up at him from his lap and then grabbed Akk’s hand and tangled it back in his hair, silently asking Akk to do what he had done before. To guide him. To use him however he wanted.
And so Akk did.
He held Aye still as he fucked into his mouth and in the quiet of the night, all he could hear were the sounds of his own moans echoing overtop their lovemaking and it was so loud in the small space, so intimate, that he knew he wouldn’t be able to last much longer. With a few final thrusts, he came down Aye’s throat.
As soon as he was completely spent, Akk collapsed back against the window breathing heavily as Aye cleaned his cock with his tongue. Once he was done, he smiled up at him, his eyes sparkling with happiness despite his swollen lips.
Akk couldn’t help himself. He lunged for Aye, pushing him down onto the other side of the back seat and kissing him fiercely. He reached for Aye’s still-hard cock and began stroking him in earnest once more.
“Akk,” Aye moaned, not even trying to keep quiet. The sound of his name on Aye’s lips excited him. How had he gotten so lucky? What had he done to deserve someone like Aye? Aye was still the only person who could get him out of his head. The only person who could convince him to be reckless and spontaneous and wild. The only person who could convince him to live.
Aye came all over himself, Akk’s hand, and the back seat of his car and Akk stared down at the mess with a defeated sigh as Aye laughed.
“This is your fault,” Akk said.
“Not this time,” Aye said lazily. “You should have been a good boy and swallowed like I did.”
Akk feigned smacking him with the hand still covered in come and Aye laughed again. But Akk wasn’t mad. Not really. Aye was more than worth the mess.
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