It has come to my attention that fangirls are pairing themselves up with Foxy. Sorry fangirls, but Foxy belongs with Mike. Anyways, because of a mixture of boredom and wanting to entertain a friend, I wrote smut. Also, originally I wanted this to somehow end up like a camping trip... But I ended up with something different and I love it.
Disclaimer: Can't really think of a clever thing to say, so I won't own up to that statement. *sunglasses*
Calm, gentle and quiet. That was what the Security Guard wanted since taking up his job. The Animatronics seemed to take great joy in giving him heart attacks every chance they got, so a moment of genuine peace seemed as though it could be a gift from the Divine.
Having a chance to relax for a moment, Mike removed his hat to scratch an itch in his scalp. Afterwards running his fingers through his brown locks as a makeshift comb. With the perspiration on his skin, the gust that the fan blew his way felt as if he was in the artic. The chill bringing a few tingles down his spine.
Concerned for the sudden silence, the brunette decided to check all the cameras in case he had missed something.
"Strange..." The man muttered to himself as none of them had moved from their spots since the night had began. Looking over at the clock, Mike gasped audibly to see that his shift was nearing its end.
"Hey, pizza's getting cold," The voice caught the Security Guard by surprise, the slight buzz in it causing him to keel over in shock. "I'm sorry, bad time?"
Scrambling to his feet, Mike stared up in horror at the Animatronic standing in the doorway. A long string of curses escaping his lips as he backed away from the Pirate Fox. Underneath all his profanity, the man went through all his regrets as he expected to get mauled and torn asunder by the Animatronic.
However as he watched the figure loom over him, the hook stuck out in front of his face with little to no implication of malice. Mike's nerves remained on edge, still fearing that his life was in danger, that the concern was only to put him into a false sense of security. "You ok?"
Foxy stared down at the shaking man, unaware that he was frightening him. Taking a step closer to him, the fox tried to get in a good impression. Though every inch closer, Mike would put four inches of more distance between them. Eventually the man managed to keep his trembling body still to rationalize the situation.
"What are you going to do to me...?" His voice wavered a bit, due to trace of doubt and worry that he would draw his last breath. The Animatronic stared down at him with a deadpan stare, in a flash of a moment, the stare soon changed to a self-pitying disappointment.
"I'm sorry, I forgot to explain..." Foxy began as he backed away into the hallway, allowing Mike the breathing space he needed to feel a bit more comfortable. After dusting himself off and rising to meet the gaze of the Pirate, Mike couldn't help but notice the small height difference the two had. Although he was proud of his tall 6 feet height, it still appeared small compared to the fox that stood a around half foot higher than him. "So, I'm sure you think we're going to kill you and stuff, but..."
Foxy trailed off, leaving Mike on the edge a bit. Had this been any other conversation, preferably one without talking-robot-pirate-foxes, Mike might have urged him on to continue explaining. Yet fear still gripped his heart, keeping him from making haste with the image of the hook gouging out his retinas. After a thorough explanation, the whole surviving the night was just a bit of a hazing ritual done by the other Animatronics.
Mike couldn't help but grit his teeth that he was being pranked by sadistic and sentient animal-mechs. Take away the fact that they're robots of some sort and this would be the equivalent of a Frat House prank. At the moment, the brunette was hoping that everything would revert back to a life or death situation as he hated being the butt of the joke.
"Any questions?" Foxy felt that with the topic of Animatronics that just pulled a joke, as dark as it was, that the Security Guard needed a bit of his curiosity to be quenched.
"I have a few, but the most important is, what the fuck was the whole point of this job then!?" Yelling at a mechanical Pirate Fox was not how he expected the night to go. But that aside, Mike needed to ease some of his newfound anger. "I'm getting paid a shit amount of cash just so children's play things can prank me!"
As much as Foxy wanted to cheer up the angered man, giving him a hug while he was ranting did not seem to be a great combination. After several minutes of a lecture, that even attracted the other Animatronics due to the volume and intensity that was Mike's voice, Foxy finally felt the guilt set in. Not that he felt bad for pushing other countless Security Guards into the brink of insanity, but from the fact that he heard bits and pieces of Mike's poor life within the rant. However, he looked over to the others to find that Chica began to walk away, disinterested in the moment now. Freddy looked as though he felt a bit of the guilt, while Bonnie appeared to be bored, staring at the ceiling without a care for what was happening.
"Hey, listen, I'm sorry, uh..." The Pirate felt embarrassed after realizing that none of them knew the guard's name. Staring closely at his uniform, Foxy could barely make out his name in the dim lighting. "Mac..."
"It's Mike, if you're going to apologize, at least act like you mean it." The brunette crossed his arms and glared up at the fox, standing firm and alert contradictory to how he was before this mess had started. Foxy shook his head and belittled himself for the misunderstanding, soon putting on a true apologetic air around him.
"If you want, we-"
"Hey, don't rope us into your mess!" The rabbit interjected, speaking for the band trio that none we're getting involved. The fox slapped his forehead with his free hand, cursing the others for their lack of a guilty conscious. The Security Guard rose an eyebrow as he waited for Foxy to continue with his earlier proposition.
"I could make it up to you, if you want..." Mike stared for a moment, noticing the genuine sincerity in Foxy's demeanor. Yet the choice still seemed a bit... Odd to him. What good could come from this fox?
Given enough time and thinking, the brunette finally reached his decision for the subject at hand. Added with the fact that he swore on the first night that he had nothing left to lose, might as well see what he could get out of it.
"Fine," Mike agreed, soon peering over the shoulder of the Pirate Fox. "Tell them, and Chica, that they're free to do what they."
"We have ears." Yet again, Bonnie had revealed his inner sass to the others. Eventually the Bear and Rabbit left the area to return to their spots, leaving Mike alone with Foxy. The heavy sound of their footsteps kept unnerving the human, even knowing that they were headed away from them.
The silence had returned, yet it wasn't as calm and soothing as before, an awkward atmosphere hung around the two as they avoided direct eye contact. Neither could even think of where to begin with a conversation. Ideas began to run through the brunette's mind, considering any way Foxy could better his situation. 'Dammit, what CAN a robot fox do to help...?'
Focused on his plans, Mike held his chin and stared down at the tile ground. Scanning his ideas to find the most suitable one. The sound of a set of fingers snapping caught the Animatronic off guard for a moment, looking over he could see a wide smile on Mike's face.
"How about this, I'll keep this job, let the others do their thing, but have you by my side to pass the time. I get paid, no one is bored, the world keeps spinning." Moments passed before Foxy responded to the idea. It seemed a bit strange at first, but after a moment he took into consideration that this would be a chance to speak with someone that wasn't a sadistic asshole.
"I guess I'm fine with it..." Having the other's consent with the proposition, Mike managed to break into a small smile. Taking his position back on his chair, the human yawned as he looked over at the clock, only another hour until his shift was over. Now that he was assured that his life would be spared, Mike felt he could stomach up looking at Foxy.
To him, the Pirate Fox was the least threatening looking of the four Animatronics. The fur that lined his mechanical body seemed soft to the touch, yet due to disrepair most of his wires and circuitry were exposed in some spaces. The most noticeable being across his chest area.
Finding no other place of comfort, the fox took a seat on the floor beside Mike. Due to the close proximity, the brunette could pick up on a faint, soft humming coming from the Animatronic. At the first few minutes, it seemed to be an irritant, but afterwards became a bit of a comforting ambience. In the corner of his eyes, Mike could see Foxy prop up his eye-patch to reveal his fully functional eye. He assumed that the pirate role was nothing more than that, a role. It would be wrong to just use that to identify the Animatronic, as far as he knew, Foxy had just as much personality as he did.
"So," The human began, trying to start a conversation with the Pirate Fox. The Animatronic's ear twitch as he heard Mike speak up, soon staring at the human with a curious expression. Being face to face with the man, observing the features on the human, taking note of soft blue eyes and a scruff of chin hair. "What do you like to do for fun...?"
Seemed as a reasonable way to start things off, yet he was talking to sentient mechanical being. Said Animatronic thought for a moment, hoping that he would have been asked a much different question. There truly was one other thing to pass his time that didn't involve the prank and he was not willing to share it, at least not yet.
"I-I uh, don't really do anything, just sit around..." If the fox could blush, his face would be a few shades darker. Though he could feel heat rising to his cheeks. Mike's eyebrow rose as he wondered why his new buddy stuttered.
"Alright then." With the two saying no more, the sound of the humming grew a bit louder. Confusion swam around the brunette's mind, still trying to make sense of the source of the noise. "So are you like a handicap or something...?" The question seemed logical seeing as that Foxy was supposed to be Out of Order. From what he could assume, that meant that Foxy might only live at a fraction of what he could be capable of.
Relieved to have the previous subject dropped, the Pirate Fox began to ponder his answer. "I guess, it's not like I'm constantly in pain, but I have trouble moving around a bit." A small amount of sympathy arose in the human as he heard about the small disability.
In the moment, Foxy caught sight of the time and made his way out the door, apologizing yet again for the killing farce earlier. Mike waved goodbye to the fox and breathed in pure relief. Despite the fact that the Animatronic was already working on making up for the nights of terror, he wanted to think of a way to repay Foxy for it.
By the time that the clock struck 6 AM, the brunette stuck around a bit longer to approach Mr. Fazbear about a small proposition.
"Ya sure this'll be safe ta do?" Mike shrugged his shoulders as he leaned against the wall opposite to his cousin. After briefing his idea with the owner and getting a green light, the brunette invited the best mechanic he knew.
"They may be assholes, but as far as I know, they won't actually kill us." Mike assured the redhead that they would be safe. The mechanic shook his head and corrected himself.
"Nah, ah meant fixin' up that fox, ah know my machines, but ah just don't wanna hurt the guy... Uh, fox-thing." The mechanic removed his hat and scratched his messy locks of hair. Although most sane people would walk away at the mention of talking Animatronics, Mike, however was glad that half his family was a bit more open minded to things. Especially given that one of the few happened to be the best mechanic he knew.
"Understandable, thanks for doing this, Keith." The redhead grinned widely as he looked his cousin in the eye, if it weren't for his goofy grin the scars on his face would have made him appear threatening, especially in the dim lighting.
To pass the time before his shift began, the two began to play a round of Poker. Both idly chatting a bit as the brunette turned the tides and managed to trump the redhead. Three rounds later, the humans heard the sound of quick yet heavy footsteps approaching. Looking over at the mechanic, Mike could see that Keith had a big smile. No matter what it was, if he had the chance to fix something he was always in a good mood.
Peering into the office, Foxy was caught off guard by the presence of another human. If Mike didn't know any better, he would have suspected it was a face of disappointment and not surprise.
"M-Mike... Who is he?" The stutter returned to the Pirate Fox as he hesitated to set foot into the office. Giving the short introduction, Keith gave a wide smile to the Animatronic, even taking off his hat to be a bit formal. Foxy stepped in cautiously, fear surging through him at the glimpse of a tool box set at the redhead's feet. "What are you going to do with those...?"
"Calm down, Foxy, Keith is a mechanic and I got Mr. Fazbear's permission to bring him here for tonight and fix you up." Mike explained, though he could see the fox visibly trembling. He couldn't blame him, it was almost like getting a surgery done out of nowhere. The Animatronic needed a lot of convincing and comforting to go through with it. Though not without letting the humans know that he had a power button, allowing him to be unconscious during the operation, or rather tune up. Pushing the button, Mike took notice that the humming started to die out and fade.
After clearing the desk and placing the Pirate Fox on it, the redhead began his work. Taking a screwdriver to remove most of the screws and bolts that held his chest together.
"Whoo, now ain't this purty," The mechanic commented on the intricate and detailed work of the Animatronic's endoskeleton. All the wires that lead to a battery cell were mostly evened out and placed nicely. Save for a few wires that were frayed and cut. "Not much things ta fix, he just has faulty wiring, this'll take jus' an hour or so."
"Alright then," Mike smiled a bit, even if it was just a small thing to fix, he felt great for helping out the Animatronic. The brunette sat back in his chair and kept an eye on the cameras and Keith's progress. It was then that Mike realized this was the first time he watched someone perform maintenance on anything. He never stuck around long enough to watch Keith fix up any appliance. It was unique to see how focused the redhead was as he soldered the new wires to their energy source. Focused, yet keeping a smile as he did his work.
Mike had heard that his cousin loved his job repairing things, yet he never expected him to enjoy it at a scale like this. The gleeful expression never seemed to falter, even as the man walked over to retrieve more tools. Though Mike wondered what the reason for more tools was for, he had already replaced the old wires.
"What the fuck is this...?" And with that question asked, the smile seemed to soften into a awkward and forced grin.
"What is it?" The brunette asked, paying more attention on what Chica was currently doing on one of the cameras. The redhead scratched the back of his head as he stared at the sheathed genitalia. Curiosity got the best of the mechanic, in a matter of moments, he found himself inspecting it. Sure enough, he found a pair of testes to complete the set. Despite all his fascination with it, Keith was still wondering why the manufacturers would add this feature to an Animatronic that is meant to play for kids' amusement. Though it did explain why Foxy wore shorts while the others were left exposed.
"Yer little friend is packin' some heat..." Keith ambiguously explained, a little embarrassed that he was even stating it. Mike looked over for a moment, catching sight of the genitals. The brunette had a double take, wondering if it was just a trick of the light and not actually there. Even after blinking and rubbing his eyes, the sight remained the same.
Choosing to keep their sanity, the two decided to go no further about the topic and resume their work. That last thing Keith needed to do was to repair the gaping chest hole, a simple welding task to him. After giving a small warning to Mike about staring in the direction of the bright light, the redhead began to patch the metal in the chest. The sound of the patch work filling the silence in the room as well as the brunette's own thoughts.
Much later when all was accounted for and assembled in the right places, the mechanic turned to ask his cousin a question. "Before I turn 'im back on, do we even wanna know why he has a dick?"
Putting down the camera after witnessing Freddy get close and personal with one of the cameras, Mike turned to face the redhead and remained stoic in his expression, even indicating it with a hooked thumb.
"Does this face look like I give a fuck?" Keith shrugged his shoulders in response and proceeded with activating the Pirate Fox. While going through the process of watching the light in the fox's eyes brighten up, as well as seeing him rise from the desk to assure them that he was very well alive. The mechanic couldn't help but feel. a slight similarity with Frankenstein. It just felt as though he created life, despite said life already existing within the mechanical being.
Moments passed before Foxy spoke out, during which, he tested out his improved body. Squatting most of the time and realizing how smooth his joints had become. What appeared to be a smile spread across his muzzle, the Pirate Fox then had the mechanic in his hold, squeezing the oxygen out of his lungs.
"Thank you so much, I feel a thousand times better!" Despite having trouble breathing under the crushing grip of Foxy's hug, Keith let out a heartfelt chuckle and appreciated the thanks he was given. The display seemed a bit on par with that of an old cartoon, which Mike had found very amusing. Even after releasing Keith, the redhead still kept giggling with that goofy grin on his face.
The brunette looked over at the clock, shocked by how much time had passed since the operation/maintenance first began. As much as he hated to break up the two, Foxy needed to return to the Cove before the opening of the Pizzeria. Giving the small news, the fox's mood sank, but did not leave before giving the brunette his own personal thank you for bringing his cousin in. While in the embrace, Mike could hear the humming again, only muffled a bit due to having the chest cavity covered up and repaired.
At this point, the brunette assumed that the humming could be, in a way, the substitute for a heartbeat. The moment the fox dashed out the door, the two humans shared a look, both noticing the dark circles in each others' eyes from having to stay up all night. The Security Guard's having a close resemblance to a raccoon due to multiple all-nighters.
"We look like hammered shit, don't we?" Mike asked, already knowing the answer wouldn't be flattering.
A month had passed since Foxy had began his proposition. During which, the two had no bad blood between them to soil or force any conversation. Mike didn't even mind that all of it was routine.
His shift would begin for the night, Mike would then wait patiently for the quick pattering to sound in the hallway and allowed the Pirate Fox in. Depending on the topic that either one brought up would determine the overall mood of the night. Though if the mood was ever bad, the Animatronic did his best to change the subject to something more lighthearted.
To Mike, Foxy definitely was the most nonthreatening of the four, both appearance and personality wise. Never pried too much about personal details, paid attention to details enough to tell whenever Mike loved the subject they were talking about. He could just hear it in the tones of his voice. There would be a much more lively and enthusiastic feel to his words, the type of tone that let the fox know he was smiling as he spoke.
"Oh yeah, I forgot to mention," The brunette began as he remembered a small detail. Having the Pirate Fox's full attention, Mike continued on with the news. "The Pizzeria is closing for two days for deep cleaning, so you and the others need to be shut down and put into storage for a while."
The news didn't seem appealing to the Animatronic, his ears even visibly wilted to show his disappointment. "What if I don't want to be shut down for two days...?"
"That's why I asked Mr. Fazbear if I could have you stay with me." Foxy's face lit up brightly, instantly latching onto the Security Guard and thanking him with little to no end. Given the amount of time that was put into the hug, Mike began to fear he would never have his freedom again. Three minutes had already passed and the fox had yet to let go. Attempting to free himself, Mike felt that he needed a crowbar to get the job done.
Though eventually the Pirate Fox calmed down and allowed the Security Guard use of his arms again. Foxy let out what seemed like a cough and apologized for the length of the hug. Mike shrugged it off and thought nothing of it. The fox couldn't contain his excitement, anymore of it and felt he would spontaneously explode. Over the years, he had wondered what the outside world was like, and it made the thought only brighter that the brunette was going to be by his side.
Due to Foxy's excitement, Mike decided to steer the remaining conversation to details about the world outside the Pizzeria. Of all the things he mentioned before, the fact that other food aside from pizza baffled the Animatronic. Mike found it slightly appalling that Foxy had at least never heard of any other food, the dreaded thought of only eating one thing for his entire life caused him to shiver slightly.
Despite wanting the night to end quicker to be able to experience the outside world, the Animatronic couldn't help but feel the opposite effect. Time seemed to take longer than usual. The time in between every tic of the clock seemingly taking minutes, the sense of a slow time duration grinded Foxy's gears in irritation.
Eventually Mike's shift neared it's end and the fox could not wait any longer, his foot nearly came loose from all his impatient tapping. Surprisingly though, Mr. Fazbear dropped by to shut down the trio and was considerate enough to allow Mike to clock out early and still have full pay (despite still being a small amount).
Walking out the door with the Pirate Fox in tow, the brunette removed his cap and checked the time, sighing as figured the rest of his spare time could be used for a good night's rest. The sun had yet to rise over the horizon, allowing a few stars to shine for the moment. Looking behind him to see Foxy's reaction, Mike chuckled to see him transfixed on the night sky.
"What are those...?" The fox asked with his last words trailing off as he continued staring. Mike shook his head as he figured that he had to explain nearly everything to him about life and such.
"Those are star-"
"I'm just kidding, I'm not brain dead, Mr. Fazbear taught us a few things," Mike paused in his walking to look back at the Animatronic. If the fox could make complex facial expression, Foxy would have a smug yet innocent face. "Besides, if we don't know stuff, then how the hell do we speak in full sentences?"
"So he taught you guys about stars and how to speak the English Language, but not about other foods aside from Pizza?" With silence being the response to the question, Mike began to wonder what the hell was wrong with those priorities.
With the jokes set aside, the two quickly made their way to Mike's beaten down car, the doors audibly creaking open and if the fox had a sense of smell, he might have complained about the stench. With the two strapped in, the brunette wasted no time to return to his home, during which the Pirate Fox needed to either duck or play dead whenever another car passed by. The media would be all over their asses if word got out about a sentient Pirate Fox sitting shotgun in a crappy pick-up.
After making extra sure the coast was clear, Mike rushed Foxy into his small apartment to ensure their privacy. With the fear of having the Animatronic discovered set aside, the brunette let his shoulders slump as he relaxed for a bit. Feeling his eyes begin to shut involuntarily, the Security Guard decided to take a well needed rest. "I'm gonna get some sleep, Foxy, watch some TV or something."
As much as he should warn him not to cause a mess, looking at his living conditions, any more of a mess would be an improvement. A sigh escaped his lips as he thought about his current condition, barely making ends meet by taking up crappy jobs. Walking over, the brunette switched on the television while tossing the Animatronic the remote, leaving the fox to be at the moment.
Too tired to shut the door to his room, Mike crawled under the covers of his bed and made himself comfortable. Breathing a sigh of relief to finally have his sleep.
In the other room, Foxy settled himself on the couch, unaware that there were more comfortable things to sit in. The News didn't seem all that appealing to him, why would he need to know what is going on in the life of human society when he doesn't even need to focus on politics and such. 'Boring...'
Clicking on the remote to channel surf with the dull end of his hook, while the other hand cupped his face in boredom.
"Is your dog murdering your relatives in cold blood-click-In other news, a shark has escaped the aquarium, reports say he has three hos-click-And I was like, Grandma, Grandma, Grandma-click-You have dishonored my village for the last ti-click-Free porno for everyone!"
"What...?" If it weren't for the redhead's maintenance, Foxy's jaw would have dropped to the floor in a literal fashion. The contents of the program stirring a mix of disgust and arousal from the Animatronic. Hitting the button on the remote to have yet another random channel, the fox shook his head. "The hell were people thinking putting that as a commercial?"
Cursing under his breath to find that the lewd images plagued his thoughts, the Animatronic sighed deeply as he knew he couldn't exactly get rid of his desire easily in this environment. Though the added thought that Mike had gone to sleep did add in a touch of privacy. Yet there still hung one problem. Despite being in the state of arousal, he could never just use that by itself, he had 'material' to work with back at the Cove, yet he had neglected to sneak them here.
"Maybe Mike has some magazines..." Determined to sate his lust, the Pirate Fox began to search throughout the mess of an apartment in hopes that the brunette left a dirty magazine laying around. Unfortunately, he could not find any of the sort. At least in the vicinity of the area, he had yet to check Mike's room for any, staying away to let the man sleep. Looking at the open door, the Animatronic had to deal with the bickering of the Angel and Devil's Advocate on his shoulders. Though, like any situation, the lustful end of the stick won.
Attempting to be as sly as he could possibly be, the mechanical vulpine tried to soften his steps into the room. Though his heavy material made each step sound as if it were a dull thump, making the sneak more obvious than he had wanted. Focused more on finding ways to keep his steps silent, the fox had failed to notice an empty soda can just beneath his next step. The crunch of the steel causing Foxy to panic, tumbling over as he felt his circuits on edge.
While on the ground, fearful that the next noise he would hear was the yelling of the human, however the soft snores indicated that the human remained fast asleep. After processing the given situation, the Pirate Fox assumed that the late nights have taken a large toll on Mike, his sleep rivaling that of a comatose state.
"Mike, I'm going to look through you stuff to hopefully find porn, that ok?" Seeing no sign of the human waking up, the fox decided to add on to his sentence. "Snore if that's ok." Taking advantage of the situation, the Animatronic decided to play innocent while conducting his dirty deed. With the knowledge he knew about most hiding spaces, the first spot the Pirate Fox had checked was under the bed.
Having the benefit of lights for eyes, the fox could peer into the darkness and make out a few mounds in the corner. Reaching over with his paw, the cover of one of the magazines caught his attention. As he expected a human woman with fake implants for a chest, instead he was greeted with a man staring right through him, arms resting behind his neck with his chest exposed.
For a brief moment, the Animatronic believed that his eyes were malfunctioning, yet he knew that it was not the case given that he hasn't had a malfunctioning anything since the tune up. Due to the process of association, if gay porn was under Mike's bed, it was clear that it belonged to him and on top of that, he would prefer men.
At that moment, the previous plan was abandoned for a much more raunchier one. Given the situation Mike was in, the crappy job with a small and messy apartment, Foxy was pretty certain that Mike wasn't bringing enough men home to sleep with, if there were any at all. At the moment, the plan seemed as a win-win situation, he would get his release as well as Mike.
Sliding down his shorts while getting under the covers, the fox began to wonder how he should start it off. Considering he had changed plans at the spur of the moment, his actions had been all instinct rather than a plan. Despite having a fuzzy head on the situation, Foxy found himself moving closer to the human, the creaking of the bed indicating the shift in weight.
Even with the small commotion going on at a close proximity, Mike had remained fast asleep, never stirring even as the fox made contact. Wrapping his arm around the human's waist, pulling him a bit closer. Eventually fabric met fur, the heat radiating off of the unconscious man flooded through the fox's mechanical structure, giving him a gentle warmth.
Although Foxy went through with all this due to pleasure and lust, holding the Security Guard this closely stirred a different type of desire in him. Almost as if he needed to lay claims on the brunette, to keep him as his own. He felt almost primal from being in the position he was in, if he had a sense of smell, he would undoubtedly be taking in the musk of the human. However, one of the few sensory details he could relish was the warmth he gained from Mike.
Even with the incredible sense of time he possessed, the Animatronic couldn't comprehend how much time had passed since slipping under the covers.
"Mike..." The Pirate Fox unconsciously whispered out as best as his speakers could allow. Lost in the heat of the moment, Foxy found himself sprawled on top of the human, knees and elbows keeping him suspended above the sleeping Security Guard. Though Foxy questioned how Mike still kept on sawing logs even when he had to move him on his back to be in this position.
Shoving that particular question aside to ask himself a more important one, the fox began to ponder how he should approach this situation. Despite being constructed with working reproductive organs, the manufactures neglected to give him a back entrance. Yet the human obviously could be the bottom, he felt that 'surprise buttsex' (as he heard Freddy call it before) wouldn't exactly be a good wake up call.
Feeling his joints beginning to give out, the Animatronic did his best to ease down onto the human, making the contact of their bodies become nothing more than a gentle touch. Given that their heights weren't too far from each other, the fox could feel his arousal grind against the brunette's own bulge while he rested his head into the crook of the human's neck. Given the feel of the situation, added with finally having a partner to conduct sexual acts with (despite being asleep) desire began to overwhelm the fox again.
Bucking his hips slightly, the friction of his false phallus against Mike's began to stimulate the human's arousal. Though the snoring began to cease, the brunette's breathing remained soft, suggesting that he had yet to fully wake despite his body reacting to the sexual act. Never ceasing in his actions, the Animatronic struggled to keep a gentle pace, finding himself picking up speed as well pressing a bit more deeper onto the man's growing bulge.
Deeply lost in the euphoria, the Pirate Fox hardly noticed when an arm rubbed his back. Pulling away from the human's neck, Foxy found Mike, half asleep, staring back at him, eyes slightly glazed over. With no words said, the human continued to rub the back of the Animatronic while reaching for the belt at his waist. Hastily unfastening it to quickly free his own member, as well as a few buttons to his uniform allowing most of his abdomen to brush against the fox's fur.
Giving a silent sign of consent, the human allowed the fox to continue with his act, only with the added benefit that more direct contact was allowed. Having his own endowment rubbing against Mike's with the fabric out of the way began to generate far more heat than before. Given that he had enjoyed the soft warmth of the human, the burning heat that intensified with every thrust threw the fox into a lustful trance. What sounded much like moans erupted from his speakers as he felt consumed by the heat of the moment.
The longer Foxy kept up with the grinding, the tighter Mike held onto him. The ragged breathing being an indication of the human's incoming climax. Despite warning the Animatronic through gasps, the fox ceased in his actions only to replace it with another.
Keeping the lengths of their members together, the Pirate Fox took a hold of both in his paw, kneading the two members together and adding a stroke every moment or so. Given a few seconds of the new feeling, the fox felt the human buck his hips before letting out a deep orgasm. His seed spraying out to coat his abs, as well as drip over the fox's paw.
Spent and worn out, the Security Guard fell back as his body came down from the euphoria. Seeing the blue eyes flutter shut, the Animatronic decided to switch their positions to allow the human to sleep on top of him. Before drifting back into sleep, Mike managed to sigh out a thank you as he snuggled into the fox, causing a small flutter to go off in Foxy's circuits as well as smear the result of their actions on his fur.
Despite the small messy inconvenience, the fox was elated to have helped the man take a load off in more than one way. Despite never needing any sleep to function, Foxy was content with holding Mike during the duration of his sleep, almost being a protector to him.
This has been the longest oneshot I've written. And I love how it came out. Now c'mon guys, Foxy/Mike needs to come back, it is a lot more canon than any other Foxy pairing.
Also, before people ask why I didn't write this smut using my teenage Mike and human Foxy from Mending a Broken Soul. I have to say, DO NOT QUESTION MY PHYSICS! (Real Answer to the question; I don't do shit half-assed, I wanted to set up a small plot that needed no explanation or reference to another work to be able to enjoy it... Aside from a Keith cameo, I just couldn't help myself from doing that, but that could be overlooked)
Anyways, hope you guys enjoyed the oneshot. And may we all see more Mike/Foxy in the future.