Hey, hey, hey! People seem to like the comedy I've added in, I'll try my best to still keep it up. Yeah, I almost cried doing the ending for Grand Reopening, I just literally fell in love with the animatronics and I killed them off. Luckily, I fixed them! So, ON WITH THE SHOW! –Curtains rise-
Mike could feel Foxy's heat radiating off of her, he looked at her confused. "Foxy, I'm not really in the mood." She groaned, Mike turned his back around, closing his eyes. He chuckled, remembering Freida hitting the floor, face first. FACEPLANT, he thought. He then heard the Marionette's annoying laugh. Mike pulled the covers off of Foxy, hogging it to himself. He started to tremble, "M-mike…?" Foxy questioned, getting up. He then started to sweat, "NO! NO! FIRE! NOOO!" Foxy shook Mike, trying to wake him up. His eyes were half open, "Foxy, what happened?" She looked at him, dead in the eyes. "You were muttering to yourself about a fire…" Mike groaned, remembering what he did. "Yeah, sorry. It's been a tough day today." Foxy smiled widely, using this as her advantage. "Oh, really? Would you like a massage?" She asked, Mike sighed. "Sure." Foxy took off her hook, revealing a hand. She clasped Mike's shoulders with both of her hands, going from gentle to hard. "Uagh…" Mike closed his eyes, enjoying what he was getting.
Foxy had other plans, though. She stopped massaging Mike, and went under the sheets. "Wha-AGH!" Mike felt his pants being pulled down, and his boxers going down as well. He then felt something soft clasp his dick, Mike moaned. Foxy took this as a sign of 'OH! YES! MORE PLEASE!' and picked up her speed, seeing the blood-pumped tool rise up. Mike froze for a few seconds, realizing he was a man-whore. Oh well, he thought. Mike just enjoyed the pleasure he was getting, Foxy then licked the tip. Mike groaned out loud, Foxy chuckled. Taking on the entire length, she bobbed her head up and down.
He then pulled off the covers, Foxy looked at him, pulling back. She then saddled Mike, rotating her body, so that she'll be facing his tool. Mike looked at Foxy's entrance, leaking juices. He buried his face into Foxy's pussy, making sure to explore every single place. Foxy shivered in delight, clawing the bed.
"Ooooh…Mike…" Mike smirked, knowing Foxy was enjoying this. He then changed Foxy's position, bending her down. Mike then rubbed his member along Foxy's slit, Foxy moaned out loud. Mike took this as an advantage, he clasped her ass with both of his hands, thrusting in. Foxy moaned, feeling Mike inside her. Mike increased his speed, the bed shaking vigorously. Foxy bit her lip, trying to hold in her continuous moans. As Mike kept going faster, he felt pressure build in his tool. Foxy felt nothing but pleasure, Mike soon felt his release. His hot, sticky sperm spat out. Filling Foxy's insides with his sperm. Mike pulled out, lying on the bed. Foxy then cleaned herself up, by sticking her fingers inside her pussy, and getting the rest of Mike's reproductive cells.
Mike then decided to do his job, going downstairs to enter his boring office. He heard the phone ring, thinking who would call at midnight. He then remembered he hired someone to leave messages for him. Mike sat down in the chair, listening to Phone Guy's voice. "And also, the safe roo…" The power went out. Mike heard footsteps, "Hello?" He heard Phone Guy, Mike pointed at the phone. "SHUT THE FUCK UP, MOTHERFUCKER!" He calmed down, going back upstairs. The only thing Mike didn't want was to experience the night. "NOPE. NOPE. NOPE. NOPE." Mike noped for 20 seconds before returning back into his bedroom and covering himself with the sheets. Foxy snuggled against him, her breast rubbing on his arm. Mike closed his eyes, going to bed.
Sorry for such a short chapter! It's 6:00 AM, and I got NO sleep at all. So, urm, yeah. Don't worry about me, heh-heh. Just read the chapter. I'll just be here, having no sleep at all. Anyway, I'm tired. So, bye!