#securitywaiter smut

[welcome-to-sparkys]

Soup of the Day

TW: Smut, NSFW - MINORS DNI

Tags: securitywaiter, dreamtheory, Mike x ness, blowjob, riding, cock warming, sleepy Mike, Doug mention

Summary: Ness visits Mike to drop off some dinner while Mike works the graveyard shift. Things get a little frisky 👀 little to no editing so sorry for mistakes

Master list

Ness had the combination memorized. Mike never gave it to him, no, he was just... Nosy. Enough guards had come and gone and the number 1 Freddy's private investigator would know a thing or two.

Ness tip toed inside the abandoned pizzeria, easily finding the security office. "Knock knock!" He announced, knocking on the door.

It took a moment for sleepy Mike to open the door, his headphones placed in front of the cams, still playing the nature sounds.

"Ness? What are you-"

Ness squeezed his way into the office. He held a plastic bag with some Sparky's to-go inside. "I brought you dinner!" He set the bag down on the desk and began untying the square-knot. "I know you have a tendency to sleep all shift and not eat, and well, I was already on my way home so..." He continued on to ramble, knowing full-well Mike knew Ness's home was the complete opposite direction of Freddy's.

Mike rolled his eyes and sat back down. "You wanted to see me." He said with a slight huff, crossing his arms. "You know you're not allowed in here. You could get me fired-"

Ness stuffed a crumpled 20$ bill into Mike's hand. "I got tipped pretty well. Some lawyer guy. Seemed pretty excited to eat at the diner." He flashed Mike his iconic smile. A smile that is hard to be mad at, especially if your name is Micheal Schmidt.

Ness turned back to the desk, rummaging in the to-go bag. He set down a tub with a strong fragrance of clam chowder. The soup Sparky's had as the daily special for a week now, at least that's what it felt like to Mike with his daily visits. Ness also placed a styrofoam container down. He ran a hand through his hair.

Mike hadn't realized he had been staring until now. Ness's hair laid messily on his head. It's clear he needed a shower after a long shift at the hot (from the kitchen) diner. His eyes trailed down Ness's neck, examining his frame. Despite the large height difference, Ness towered over Mike, his body was small compared to his. Fragile. Mike had muscle, Ness had brains.

He could so easily sweep Ness up, it was tempting...

"Mike?" Ness had turned around, and noticed the man staring. "Hey, hey Mike." He snapped his fingers a few inches away from Mike's face.

"Huh? Oh-" Mike blinked and shook his head.

Ness softly laughed, his smile was intoxicating. "Fall asleep standing up, buddy?"

Buddy... Mike couldn't put his finger on why, but he didn't favor Ness's tendency to use such... Friendly labels. He noticed Ness didn't really use it on anyone else, besides like. Children. Furthermore, Ness really only used buddy on him.

What the hell did Ness mean by buddy?

So lost in his thoughts, Mike didn't realize Ness had stepped closer. He could smell the stale coffee scent on Ness's uniform. His eyes drifted down and lingered on his lips. Soft, supple...

What the fuck was he thinking?

"Mike...? What's gotten into you?" Ness's eyebrows knitted together. "You're so spacey."

"Why do you call me buddy? Why am I your buddy?" Mike blurted out, a little more aggressive than he had wanted.

Ness was startled. He stared for a moment. "Huh? What do you mean?"

Mike leaned a little closer, which in turn had Ness shuffle back a little. "I just... You always call me buddy. Why?"

"Do you not like it?"

"No, I-" Mike let out a frustrated sigh. He took another step towards Ness. "It's just. I-" Another step.

Neither of them had seen this coming. Ness bumped back into the desk, practically sitting on it. Which, in turn, knocked over the soup. It spilled all over his clothes. He yelped in surprise, the soup was hot but not scalding.

"Ah fuck- Shit, fuck- I'm so sorry-" Mike scrambled to help. He gently moved Ness aside and took off his shirt. He balled it up in his hands and used it in a sad attempt to mop up the soup. He then saw the damage to Ness's clothes. His entire ass was covered in slimy — in Mike's opinion — soup.

Ness struggled to spit out anything, his cheeks tinged pink. Mike now was just in an undershirt, letting Ness easily see his toned muscular body. He then squeaked as Mike proceeded to take off his pants, leaving him in nothing but boxers and an undershirt.

"Here," Mike said, a little breathless, holding out his pants. "I know they'll be short but... Better than nothing."

Ness hid his face behind his hands. His eyes trailed from Mike's hands down to his boxers. He was... Large. Ness burned a deeper red. It was extremely obvious Mike had a package and his boxers left nothing to the imagination. Ness felt his pants grow tight.

"I-It's fine-" He sputtered out.

"No, I insist." Mike came closer. In a brain-dead move, he grabbed Ness's waistband. He gave a harsh tug, undoing the belt, and then yanked Ness's pants down.

A silence fell over the room.

Ness was hard, and his body was burning hot. His cheeks, shoulders, knuckles, knees and fingertips were dusted in a deep crimson blush. He felt his dick twitch as he realized the non-existent distance between his dick and Mike's hands.

Mike swallowed, his mouth grew dry. His heart began to pound in his ears. There was no way either of them could deny the situation. He couldn't tear his eyes away from Ness's bulge. His hand hovered over it.

"Mike, what are you-"

Ness let out a shakey gasp and moan as Mike ripped his boxers down. His dick bounced up, a little bit of precum already dripping. It was then he noticed the bump in Mike's boxers beginning to grow.

Mike slowly moved his hand to Ness's tip. He gently pressed his thumb's pad down. It was so warm, and a strange feeling. Mike had jacked off, sure, and he wouldn't confirm nor deny if he had done so to the thought of Ness, but touching another man was an entirely different world.

Ness whimpered as Mike began to draw circles. He helplessly bucked his hips. God it felt good, and it was barely anything. He squeezed his eyes shut. You're such a whore, he's barely touching you! He thought. It didn't matter how much he cursed himself in his head, his body moved on its own. He craved more of Mike's touch.

Mike slid his hand down, stroking Ness's shaft. Ness kept twitching, struggling to hold still. One hand held him up against the desk, while he bit on the other, muffling moans.

To Ness's embarrassment, his writhing grew more erratic for a moment more before he pathetically cried out, his dick shooting cum onto Mike's tank.

"O-Oh my god-" Ness whimpered. "I-I'm so sorry-" He closed his eyes, absolutely ashamed.

Mike just stared. The sticky substance was on his hands but mostly his shirt. Why did it turn him on so much? He felt himself practically drooling...

Ness squeaked as Mike lifted him up, dropping him down on the desk (the non-soup laden part). He wrapped his hot mouth around Ness's cock and began to bob his head up and down.

Ness squirmed and whimpered more. He grabbed fistfuls of Mike's matted hair, the over stimulation was a pleasant torture. It felt like every nerve in his dick was on fire, and he soaked in the sensation of Mike's soft tongue.

He rocked his hips, selfishly bucking into Mike. He was practically sloppily fucking his mouth. It didn't take long for him to cum again.

Mike pulled away, swallowing the cum. His heart pounded as he looked up to see Ness.

"Kiss me." Ness pleaded, breathless.

Ness tugged Mike closer to him as Mike stood up. He wrapped his frail arms in a tight embrace, interlocking their lips. He swiped his tongue at Mike's mouth, catching the lingering salty taste of his cum.

After a moment, the two separated. They shared a moment of silence, besides their panting, and stared.

And then it was Ness's turn. He shoved Mike into his swivel seat, tearing off his boxers.

"Ness, what are you-" Mike protested.

"Shut up and just enjoy something for once, Mike." Ness barked back. It wasn't like him to be aggressive, but Mike wouldn't admit he did like it.

Mike's cock was certainly bigger than Ness's. Ness was a little longer than average, but Mike was thicker. Ness took a shakey breath before he spat in his hands and stroked Mike. Mike dug his fingernails into the arm rests of the chair. He never had someone else touch him before.

After a few minutes, Ness shimmied himself and climbed on top of Mike.

"Ness!" Mike nearly fell backwards out of the chair. "What are you-" It was too late.

Ness sunk down onto Mike's cock, wincing at first with a grunt. Mike moaned, much louder than he had wanted. Ness let himself get settled before he started to rock his hips. Back and forth, back and forth...

It was a gorgeous sight to Mike. Ness, riding his cock, with his dick twitching and bouncing against his torso. It was better than any of the fantasies he had.

In fact... He decided to take advantage of this.

Mike dug his fingers into Ness's soft sides, and lifted him up. Just slightly.

"Mike-!" Ness moaned.

Mike then slammed Ness down, Ness's hole swallowing Mike's entire dick. Mike continued to use Ness like a flesh light. Ness leaned forward, burying his face into Mike's shoulder. He pathetically muffled his whimpers and moans, even his little "fuck"s or "oh Mike"s.

Mike grunted, louder and louder, as the wet sloppy sounds of Ness's ass smacking his pelvis echoed in that tiny, dark office.

"Do you know..." Mike growled. "How badly I've wanted this?" He said through gritted teeth.

Ness could feel Mike's cock begin to tense up. "H-Huh?" He whimpered.

"Fuck, Ness- Fuck-" Mike bit his lower lip as he pounded Ness even harder. Ness could only cry out louder and claw at Mike. Their moans melted together.

"Fuck, Ness, I like you, okay?!" Mike shouted. Another thrust. "I-" He huffed. "Fuck- I, Ness- I can't-" it was too late, he gave in to what he wanted. He pounded Ness's tight little ass until he came, filling it with hot cum.

Mike quickly relaxed, wrapping his arms around Ness's waist. He tried to catch his breath.

Ness's head was swimming. It felt so... So good. He never imagined... Especially since he was still sitting on Mike. "Mike... I-"

Snores came from mike. He was snoring.

Ness rolled his eyes. He made a mental note to nag at Mike to fix his sleep schedule. He sweetly kissed his temple. "I love you too."

And he remained like that, until the end of Mike's shift where they then both awkwardly tried to somehow fix their wardrobes. It was useless, and they both shambled out the pizzeria without uttering a word.

When they saw each other the next day at Sparky's, both struggled to make eye contact. Ness doodled a little heart on their receipt, and Mike signed it with a heart over the i in his name.

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securitywaiter

fucking Mike x Ness crack ship form the FNAF movie that has wiggled its way into my head

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Puppet!Garrett

The angst and pain of this has forced itself into my head and it now lives rent free

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shellshocked

Another crack ship that has found its way into my mind. Using its fluff and angst to stay (the ship being Mikey x Miles 🤭) (I may be cringe but I am free)

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void!Penny

this TAWOG au is just so.. FUCKIng……HrdFfJbBjnJnhH I can’t (Void!penny my beloved)

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[mewdragonlord101]

it only a matter of time before we start seeing smut or nsfw of securitywaiter on ao3 or here soon

[killerpix-writes]

Introduction

REQUESTS OPEN!!!

Hi there! You can call me Pixel.

I'm 21 years old and a fanfic writer! (Even though my writing's pretty irregular)

Have fun with my brain rotting away in unhinged ways!

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

I WILL NOT WRITE:

❧ pedophilia, incest, rape

❧ hard kinks

❧ real people

I WILL WRITE

❧ hurt/comfort

❧ fluff

❧ angst

❧ smut

❧ ships

I MIGHT WRITE (heavily depends)

❧ body horror

❧ character death

FANDOMS / CHARACTERS I WRITE:

FUTURE MAN

❧ Josh Futturman

FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY'S (MOVIE)

❧ Mike Schmidt

BURN (maybe idk yet)

❧ Billy

SHIPS I WRITE:

❧ Canon x Reader

❧ Securitywaiter

List's gonna get updated eventually! Maybe! We'll see!

See you guys around!

Dividers:

❧ Hello Kitty

❧ Flowers

❧ Boop!

[welcome-to-sparkys]

5 + 1 - SecurityWaiter trying to get it on

Requested by @lab-trash

A/N I've never done anything like this before but I'm excited!!! I really struggled with this one though lol made me think.

MINORS DNI

Tags: Mildly suggestive, voyeurism, car sex, blowjob, handjob mention, Mike x ness, securitywaiter, dreamtheory

1. On the couch after Abby went to bed

The two thought this would be the most logical option, Ness especially. They just didn't calculate how difficult it would be to stay quiet, especially with Abby's toys and crayons around the living room. Also, clean up. They didn't have lube on hand too, and while Ness knew a few DIY recipes, Mike just didn't want to risk it. Abby tip toed out of her bedroom, hearing their squabble. She thought the two were fighting. Ness soon had her back in bed. After all that trouble, they decided to snuggle together and snooze to the soft sound of the TV.

2. Mike's home Round 2

This time they waited for Abby to be on an overnight field trip. Mike cleaned up the house to the best of his ability and even bought a rose to pluck the petals and toss all over the bed (it wasn't nearly enough). Ness's heart melted at the gesture. He sat on the bed while Mike ran off to go shower. As Mike came back to the room, dewy from the shower and in nothing but a towel, he slipped and fell. Poor Mike broke his nose and they spent the rest of their date at the ER.

3. In the car

It was... Not a good idea. Elbows and knees bumping into eyes and faces. Uncomfortable as hell, and the weather didn't really permit these activities. Plus, Mike was terrified someone might see them (This was Ness's idea).

4. Public Bathroom

Another one of Ness's ideas!!! (The little freak). Mike was a flustered mess when Ness just dragged him into the disability stall and started tugging at his waist band. Ness's plan probably would have worked too, if someone in a wheelchair waiting for the stall didn't clear their throat and ask when the boys would be finished.

5. Road Head

Surprisingly, Mike's idea. Well, a handjob but Ness was a little too eager and went for the full on blowjob. Mike thought it would be fine because he was taking back roads to their date destination, that is until he saw the police lights. He muttered some "shit" s and "fuck" s as Ness struggled to fix Mike's pants. It was just Vanessa abusing her position of power to pull them over and say hi (and also get the tea on her OTP)

1. Sparky's After hours (this may become a full on fic)

Mike was so exhausted when Ness's shift was finally over, but he was surprised to find the diner completely empty, with the lights off and kitchen closed for the night. Ness had tipped out the staff to leave a little extra early and he did all the cleaning duties alone. He certainly found it worth it as he convinced Mike to toss him on a table and rail him into oblivion.

[welcome-to-sparkys]

Hi there! My name is Bunnie, I'm 20, and here to serve you some delicious securitywaiter content! I use He/She/Bunself pronouns. I'm currently a junior in college studying social work, but have been obsessed with FNAF since its beginning in 2014. I'm here, I'm queer, and I'm ready to demolish your hearts :3

My AO3 -> Click me!

I do write NSFW, Minors DNI with these works

I take requests! My inbox is open

Every fic will be properly tagged. Block "minors DNI" if you are under the age of 18

Things I WILL write: rarepairs, x reader, ships, fluff, smut, nsfw, *most* kinks

Things I will NOT write: incest, minor x adult, anything I'm uncomfortable with

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SecurityWaiter [Mike x Ness]

Soup Of The Day 🌶️... $6.99

Mike

Mike x sleepy s/o ... $1.25

Ness

Mike with POTS ... $4.76

Caregiver!Mike ... $8.50

Springlocked 🌧️🩸 ... $16.99

First Day ... $4.99 [WIP]

Sparky's turned into Fazbear Frights [WIP]

FazFam

Fanon Ness ... $7.89

Caregiver!Ness ... $8.50

WIP

One shots / Requests / Headcannons

Mike x sleepy s/o ... $1.25

5+1 Security Waiter getting Frisky 🌶 ... $5.01

MISC.

WIP

🌶️indicates a work is NSFW. MINORS DNI.

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🩸 indicates a work contains mild to excessive gore.

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(This is a side Tumblr so I can't respond lol) @mewdragonlord101 I SURE DO PLAN TO! I already have some drafts and ideas kept in my secret safe don't you worry

Soup of the Day

TW: Smut, NSFW - MINORS DNI

Tags: securitywaiter, dreamtheory, Mike x ness, blowjob, riding, cock warming, sleepy Mike, Doug mention

Summary: Ness visits Mike to drop off some dinner while Mike works the graveyard shift. Things get a little frisky 👀 little to no editing so sorry for mistakes

Master list

Ness had the combination memorized. Mike never gave it to him, no, he was just... Nosy. Enough guards had come and gone and the number 1 Freddy's private investigator would know a thing or two.

Ness tip toed inside the abandoned pizzeria, easily finding the security office. "Knock knock!" He announced, knocking on the door.

It took a moment for sleepy Mike to open the door, his headphones placed in front of the cams, still playing the nature sounds.

"Ness? What are you-"

Ness squeezed his way into the office. He held a plastic bag with some Sparky's to-go inside. "I brought you dinner!" He set the bag down on the desk and began untying the square-knot. "I know you have a tendency to sleep all shift and not eat, and well, I was already on my way home so..." He continued on to ramble, knowing full-well Mike knew Ness's home was the complete opposite direction of Freddy's.

Mike rolled his eyes and sat back down. "You wanted to see me." He said with a slight huff, crossing his arms. "You know you're not allowed in here. You could get me fired-"

Ness stuffed a crumpled 20$ bill into Mike's hand. "I got tipped pretty well. Some lawyer guy. Seemed pretty excited to eat at the diner." He flashed Mike his iconic smile. A smile that is hard to be mad at, especially if your name is Micheal Schmidt.

Ness turned back to the desk, rummaging in the to-go bag. He set down a tub with a strong fragrance of clam chowder. The soup Sparky's had as the daily special for a week now, at least that's what it felt like to Mike with his daily visits. Ness also placed a styrofoam container down. He ran a hand through his hair.

Mike hadn't realized he had been staring until now. Ness's hair laid messily on his head. It's clear he needed a shower after a long shift at the hot (from the kitchen) diner. His eyes trailed down Ness's neck, examining his frame. Despite the large height difference, Ness towered over Mike, his body was small compared to his. Fragile. Mike had muscle, Ness had brains.

He could so easily sweep Ness up, it was tempting...

"Mike?" Ness had turned around, and noticed the man staring. "Hey, hey Mike." He snapped his fingers a few inches away from Mike's face.

"Huh? Oh-" Mike blinked and shook his head.

Ness softly laughed, his smile was intoxicating. "Fall asleep standing up, buddy?"

Buddy... Mike couldn't put his finger on why, but he didn't favor Ness's tendency to use such... Friendly labels. He noticed Ness didn't really use it on anyone else, besides like. Children. Furthermore, Ness really only used buddy on him.

What the hell did Ness mean by buddy?

So lost in his thoughts, Mike didn't realize Ness had stepped closer. He could smell the stale coffee scent on Ness's uniform. His eyes drifted down and lingered on his lips. Soft, supple...

What the fuck was he thinking?

"Mike...? What's gotten into you?" Ness's eyebrows knitted together. "You're so spacey."

"Why do you call me buddy? Why am I your buddy?" Mike blurted out, a little more aggressive than he had wanted.

Ness was startled. He stared for a moment. "Huh? What do you mean?"

Mike leaned a little closer, which in turn had Ness shuffle back a little. "I just... You always call me buddy. Why?"

"Do you not like it?"

"No, I-" Mike let out a frustrated sigh. He took another step towards Ness. "It's just. I-" Another step.

Neither of them had seen this coming. Ness bumped back into the desk, practically sitting on it. Which, in turn, knocked over the soup. It spilled all over his clothes. He yelped in surprise, the soup was hot but not scalding.

"Ah fuck- Shit, fuck- I'm so sorry-" Mike scrambled to help. He gently moved Ness aside and took off his shirt. He balled it up in his hands and used it in a sad attempt to mop up the soup. He then saw the damage to Ness's clothes. His entire ass was covered in slimy — in Mike's opinion — soup.

Ness struggled to spit out anything, his cheeks tinged pink. Mike now was just in an undershirt, letting Ness easily see his toned muscular body. He then squeaked as Mike proceeded to take off his pants, leaving him in nothing but boxers and an undershirt.

"Here," Mike said, a little breathless, holding out his pants. "I know they'll be short but... Better than nothing."

Ness hid his face behind his hands. His eyes trailed from Mike's hands down to his boxers. He was... Large. Ness burned a deeper red. It was extremely obvious Mike had a package and his boxers left nothing to the imagination. Ness felt his pants grow tight.

"I-It's fine-" He sputtered out.

"No, I insist." Mike came closer. In a brain-dead move, he grabbed Ness's waistband. He gave a harsh tug, undoing the belt, and then yanked Ness's pants down.

A silence fell over the room.

Ness was hard, and his body was burning hot. His cheeks, shoulders, knuckles, knees and fingertips were dusted in a deep crimson blush. He felt his dick twitch as he realized the non-existent distance between his dick and Mike's hands.

Mike swallowed, his mouth grew dry. His heart began to pound in his ears. There was no way either of them could deny the situation. He couldn't tear his eyes away from Ness's bulge. His hand hovered over it.

"Mike, what are you-"

Ness let out a shakey gasp and moan as Mike ripped his boxers down. His dick bounced up, a little bit of precum already dripping. It was then he noticed the bump in Mike's boxers beginning to grow.

Mike slowly moved his hand to Ness's tip. He gently pressed his thumb's pad down. It was so warm, and a strange feeling. Mike had jacked off, sure, and he wouldn't confirm nor deny if he had done so to the thought of Ness, but touching another man was an entirely different world.

Ness whimpered as Mike began to draw circles. He helplessly bucked his hips. God it felt good, and it was barely anything. He squeezed his eyes shut. You're such a whore, he's barely touching you! He thought. It didn't matter how much he cursed himself in his head, his body moved on its own. He craved more of Mike's touch.

Mike slid his hand down, stroking Ness's shaft. Ness kept twitching, struggling to hold still. One hand held him up against the desk, while he bit on the other, muffling moans.

To Ness's embarrassment, his writhing grew more erratic for a moment more before he pathetically cried out, his dick shooting cum onto Mike's tank.

"O-Oh my god-" Ness whimpered. "I-I'm so sorry-" He closed his eyes, absolutely ashamed.

Mike just stared. The sticky substance was on his hands but mostly his shirt. Why did it turn him on so much? He felt himself practically drooling...

Ness squeaked as Mike lifted him up, dropping him down on the desk (the non-soup laden part). He wrapped his hot mouth around Ness's cock and began to bob his head up and down.

Ness squirmed and whimpered more. He grabbed fistfuls of Mike's matted hair, the over stimulation was a pleasant torture. It felt like every nerve in his dick was on fire, and he soaked in the sensation of Mike's soft tongue.

He rocked his hips, selfishly bucking into Mike. He was practically sloppily fucking his mouth. It didn't take long for him to cum again.

Mike pulled away, swallowing the cum. His heart pounded as he looked up to see Ness.

"Kiss me." Ness pleaded, breathless.

Ness tugged Mike closer to him as Mike stood up. He wrapped his frail arms in a tight embrace, interlocking their lips. He swiped his tongue at Mike's mouth, catching the lingering salty taste of his cum.

After a moment, the two separated. They shared a moment of silence, besides their panting, and stared.

And then it was Ness's turn. He shoved Mike into his swivel seat, tearing off his boxers.

"Ness, what are you-" Mike protested.

"Shut up and just enjoy something for once, Mike." Ness barked back. It wasn't like him to be aggressive, but Mike wouldn't admit he did like it.

Mike's cock was certainly bigger than Ness's. Ness was a little longer than average, but Mike was thicker. Ness took a shakey breath before he spat in his hands and stroked Mike. Mike dug his fingernails into the arm rests of the chair. He never had someone else touch him before.

After a few minutes, Ness shimmied himself and climbed on top of Mike.

"Ness!" Mike nearly fell backwards out of the chair. "What are you-" It was too late.

Ness sunk down onto Mike's cock, wincing at first with a grunt. Mike moaned, much louder than he had wanted. Ness let himself get settled before he started to rock his hips. Back and forth, back and forth...

It was a gorgeous sight to Mike. Ness, riding his cock, with his dick twitching and bouncing against his torso. It was better than any of the fantasies he had.

In fact... He decided to take advantage of this.

Mike dug his fingers into Ness's soft sides, and lifted him up. Just slightly.

"Mike-!" Ness moaned.

Mike then slammed Ness down, Ness's hole swallowing Mike's entire dick. Mike continued to use Ness like a flesh light. Ness leaned forward, burying his face into Mike's shoulder. He pathetically muffled his whimpers and moans, even his little "fuck"s or "oh Mike"s.

Mike grunted, louder and louder, as the wet sloppy sounds of Ness's ass smacking his pelvis echoed in that tiny, dark office.

"Do you know..." Mike growled. "How badly I've wanted this?" He said through gritted teeth.

Ness could feel Mike's cock begin to tense up. "H-Huh?" He whimpered.

"Fuck, Ness- Fuck-" Mike bit his lower lip as he pounded Ness even harder. Ness could only cry out louder and claw at Mike. Their moans melted together.

"Fuck, Ness, I like you, okay?!" Mike shouted. Another thrust. "I-" He huffed. "Fuck- I, Ness- I can't-" it was too late, he gave in to what he wanted. He pounded Ness's tight little ass until he came, filling it with hot cum.

Mike quickly relaxed, wrapping his arms around Ness's waist. He tried to catch his breath.

Ness's head was swimming. It felt so... So good. He never imagined... Especially since he was still sitting on Mike. "Mike... I-"

Snores came from mike. He was snoring.

Ness rolled his eyes. He made a mental note to nag at Mike to fix his sleep schedule. He sweetly kissed his temple. "I love you too."

And he remained like that, until the end of Mike's shift where they then both awkwardly tried to somehow fix their wardrobes. It was useless, and they both shambled out the pizzeria without uttering a word.

When they saw each other the next day at Sparky's, both struggled to make eye contact. Ness doodled a little heart on their receipt, and Mike signed it with a heart over the i in his name.