Author's Note
Well, here we are. I don't know why I struggled to write this so much, but here we go I guess. I'm surprised by the following this gained in less than a month, yet simultaneously, I'm also not surprised...
Anywho, I hope it was worth the wait I guess.
Music of the day
FNAF Security Breach - Sleep No More (Unused)
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(08/14/2024)
Legend below
"Don't die, Mike." = Normal Speech
''Just gotta get through the night...'' Normal Thoughts
Rated-M
M rating for mature themes, nudity, romance, adult themes, blood, violence, and sexual themes.
Chapter 2
Surviving Night One
The lights flickered overhead, the full sound of the desk fan strangely comforting as he readjusted himself in his spinning chair. His fingers twitched as he pressed down on the mouse button, clicking from one camera feed to the next, jumping from room to room as he slowly scanned his environment.
The video feed changed from the atrium and to the backstage, the camera slowly scanning from one corner to the other.
No sign of any of the girls.
He took in a slow deep breath, exhaling through his mouth as he scanned over the screen for something he might have missed. The Mega-Plex was a tall building, the cameras being placed up high gave him more than adequate visual clarity of the rooms he could see. But being so high up meant that sometimes things didn't immediately catch his eyes.
He clicked the mouse again, swapping over to the changing rooms. The first room was empty, the Fredda sisters nowhere to be seen. The same could be said for both Chica's and Bonnie and Vanny. When swapping over to the last room, he did see something.
His eyes widened slightly in surprise when he saw Roxanne standing in her room, staring at herself in the reflection. She was wearing the same getup as before, facing away from the camera. The video feed for the room was far closer in the relatively small space compared to the atrium, so he could see her entirety clear as day.
His face flushed when he swapped to the next camera, the video displaying live feed directly in front of the wolf. The camera was situated beside her mirror, giving him a full screen view of her heavy feminine assets barely contained by her strained crop-top. His eyes lingered for a little while longer than he'd like to admit, and he swore he saw her glance down at it, a smirk on her lips.
"G-Geez! Why is that camera there?!" He squeaked, quickly swapping off of it before he got himself in trouble. Doubling back through the other camera feeds, he realized that each of their changing rooms had two separate cameras. Yet for some reason, it seemed as if Roxanne had moved her purposefully into its new and rather…
Precarious location…
He swallowed down his blush, trying to get the image of her straining breasts out of his mind as he continued scanning the facility.
He swapped around for a bit, slowly scanning each room as he went. It seemed as if all the girls had returned to their rooms, or other lounge areas relatively far away from him. They seemed to sit there, quietly staring away from three cameras.
He quickly tracked down Foxy, the voluptuous red fox woman lying on a couch in the rehearsal room, staring at a wall blankly. He blinked curiously, head tilting to the side as he watched her.
Then she suddenly looked his way, locking eyes with the camera. His breath hitched for a moment as he stared right back at her. She seemed to sniff the air, her eyes widening, before she stood up and left her room.
He caught a glance of her eyes before she left, red and glowing.
They weren't that color before midnight…
There was a sway to her hips as she walked, his eyes drawn down to her bubbly red furred rear end.
He closed the camera a moment later, shaking his head.
"Come on man, get your head out of the gutter!" He slapped his cheeks, blowing out a sigh.
He sank into his chair, eyelids fluttering. A jaw splitting yawn escaped his lips, the black bags underneath his eyes apparent.
"Gosh… It's going to take some getting used to for the night shift…" He murmured, glancing up at the clock.
(1:00am)
He blinked slowly, realizing that it had only been one hour.
His expression faltered.
''This is going to be a long night…'' He thought dryly, standing up to stretch. He let out a low groan, a satisfying popping sound echoing out. He took one more glance at the cameras around him.
No one had moved from their original positions, still standing or lying there as if asleep.
Everyone except for Foxy.
She'd wandered off at some point, and he had no clue where she was. More than a little curious, he poked his head out of the safety of his office, peaking down the hallway.
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"Nothing…" He murmured, sighing.
Then the sudden grumbling of his stomach told him he was in serious trouble.
"Crap… I haven't eaten anything since lunch yesterday…" He bemoaned, holding his crying stomach. He glanced out the right office door again, looking down the hall.
The staff cafeteria was just right ahead, a short walk away from his office. If he was quiet, and quick, he could sneak some food before anyone found out.
A part of him told him that was a stupid idea, that he was going to get himself killed for food…
But another part of him was hungry, so he didn't really care.
"Screw it." Throwing caution to the wind, he stepped out of his office, taking a tentative first step. Darkness met his eyes, the barely active low power lights providing him just enough visibility to know where he was going, and nothing more.
Thankfully, such a roadblock was pushed aside with the magical powers brought forth by his most advanced piece of technology.
The flashlight.
Slipping the black metal flashlight from its holster on his hip, he clicked it on, casting a powerful beam down the empty halls.
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…
He blinked, realizing that he'd not even breathed for a solid minute. He was alone still, no sign of anyone. He blew out a sign, quickly stepping out of the office as he made his way down the hall. He shivered violently, a shudder running down his spine as he couldn't shake off the feeling like he was being watched.
But, casting a glance around him, he realized that he was still alone.
''You're overthinking it Mike… It's the first night, the most the girls will probably do is stalk me. And that's only if they even find me in the first place.'' He thought to himself, causally strolling into the cafeteria.
The dull overhead lights made the bleached white floors and walls of the cafeteria far more unnerving than it needed to be, some of the old bulbs flickering occasionally.
He made his way across the room, sneaking into the staff kitchen. A grin split his face when he found it, sitting out on the counter, untouched.
"Sweet, I love the pizza here." He whispered loudly, quickly grabbing a paper plate and four slices. The grumbling of his hungry stomach was only muted somewhat by the sound of the microwave as he ran it for thirty seconds.
Those thirty seconds felt like an eternity, but it was over just as fast. He quickly grabbed the plate before shuffling off back towards his office across the way.
The walk was short and brisk, but strangely unnerving as he treaded the dark halls.
Then he was back in his office, the plate set back down on his desk. He took one large bite, before jumping back onto the cameras.
Everyone was where he remembered them twenty minutes ago, standing unmoved like lifeless bodies. Everyone…
Except for Foxy.
"Huh…" He murmured, jumping from camera to camera with no success. She'd simply vanished from any of the cameras.
He knew there were obvious blind spots for the video feeds, but he'd thought she would show up eventually…
(Ring Ring Ring!)
He nearly jumped out of his skin at the sudden ringing, the phone on his desk suddenly blaring out. He quickly picked it up, holding it to his ear. Swallowing thickly, he answered. "H-Hello?" He asked tentatively.
The voice that responded back was obviously a recording, the realization making him feel surprisingly alone.
"Hello? Hello, hello? Uh, I wanted to record a message for you to help you get settled in on your first night. Um, I actually worked in that office before you. I'm finishing up my last week now, as a matter of fact. So, I know it can be a bit overwhelming, but I'm here to tell you there's nothing to worry about. Uh, you'll do fine."
The man's words were both a mix of confidence and nerves as he spoke, as if he was multitasking between talking, and surviving. He found himself tuning everything out as he listened closely to the words of the previous night guard.
"So, let's just focus on getting you through your first week, okay? Uh, let's see, first there's an introductory greeting from the company that I'm supposed to read. Uh, it's kind of a legal thing, you know. Um, 'Welcome to Fredda Fazbear's Pizza. A magical place for kids and grown-ups alike, where fantasy and fun come to life. Fazbear Entertainment is not responsible for damage to property or person."
"Blah, blah, blah. Now that might sound bad, I know, but there's really nothing to worry about. Uh, the girls here do get a bit quirky at night, but do I blame them? No. If I were forced to live inside this place for the last twenty years without sunlight, I'd probably be a bit irritable at night too… So, remember, these girls hold a special place in the hearts of children and adults alike, and we need to show them a little respect, right? Okay."
"Uh, now concerning your safety, the only real risk to you as a night watchman here, is the fact that these girls, uh, if they happen to see you after hours probably won't treat you like they would normally. You've got to understand, these girls are very special, a-a-and very sweet too. I tell yeah, most of them are a bunch of sweethearts. B-But not at night…"
"I-I'm sure the boss man already told you, but these girls are cursed or something. At night they lose their inhibitions nearly entirely. Now that wouldn't be so bad, if it wasn't for the next thing. You see, they uh… Their personalities change at night, seemingly randomly every night."
"One night they could be curious about you and have no ill intentions with you or your… b-body. A-And the next they could want to cut you up something fierce. Yeah… For your own survival, you better hope that if they catch you, they're feeling all cuddly instead of murderous…"
"But hey! First night should be a breeze, uh, check those cameras and lock those doors when necessary. They do have an emergency system that makes them open on their own after a while, s-so make sure they're not closed for too long. U-Um, the girls all have their own quirks you'll want to learn if you want to survive. I-I don't have enough time tonight to explain them all, but if they're getting handsy with you, it's safer that you play a-along."
"Sure I understand that just giving in to their desires is probably something someone would… think about doing, but you must remember that they don't have control over themselves. Even if you might… err… want something like that, they might not. But unlike you, they really can't stop themselves…"
"N-N-Now I'm not suggesting that… whoever you are is the type of person to do so, I'm just…" The man on the phone sighed deeply, seemingly shaking his head. "What I'm trying to say is just, you're here to look out for them while staying alive in the process, not to take advantage of them. Sometimes is can't be helped, but here's to hoping your a good guy, huh? Maybe you can find a way to work around that if you are caught by one of them... Anyway, uh… Let's see…"
The man was quiet for a moment, seemingly distracted by something. He did eventually return to finish the recording, however.
"They'll play games with you, s-so you just need to figure out what it is they're playing at and do your part. A-And hey, sometimes it won't be so b-bad! Y-You've just got to play along, make them happy…"
"Alright, goodnight."
"Oh! And one more thing! There's a mask in the drawer in front of you, I almost forgot about it! Hehehe… Yeah, so, on the off chance you get caught and have access to that thing, throw it on. I don't know why, but their ability to recognize you at night seems screwy if you wear the face of one of the other girls. Okay… that's it!"
Mike set the phone back down, blinking.
He sighed, turning back to glance at his office window from the corner of his eye.
His eyes widened, heart freezing as he caught a glimpse of missing red furred fox from before, standing within range of his doorway.
Just outside his office.
He didn't move, recalling what the night guard had said moments before. He didn't know what mood Foxy was in this night, so he needed to make sure before he made any drastic decisions.
His eyes slowly wandered down her body, catching a glimpse of her thick bushy tail wagging playfully behind her.
''P-Playful…'' He thought nervously. ''She's f-feeling playful tonight… I think..''
Even so…
He pressed the red button on his desk, slamming the door shut before she could come inside. She didn't even flinch, leaning up against the window, heavy full bosom pressed flat against the glass as she stared unblinkingly right at him.
He smiled nervously at her large fanged grin, her dangerously sharp teeth glinting in the dim office light.
"Night guard…" She purred, head slowly tilting to the side as if she wanted to pounce at him, the window stopping such an action. "Lettt me iiinnnn… I want you…" She cooed lowly, eyes half lidded as she stared right through him. "Don't you want to come play…?" She purred lowly, tugging at her tight black bra.
"No. Bad Foxy. You stay out there." He tried, as if talking down to a bad dog. Even through her clouded mind, her expression faltered in disappointment, as if sad he wouldn't do as requested.
Letting out a shuddering breath, he turned his attention back to the cameras to make sure no one else had left besides Foxy.
Click…
Click…
Click…
"Where'd Bonnie go?" He murmured, realizing that she had left the changing room. Vanny was still inside, lying down on the couch.
His finger clicked repeatedly as he swapped between cameras again and again, until he found her right down the hall from him. She stared right at the camera with a curious expression on her face, nose twitching.
His eyes narrowed as he tried to get a good look at her face, unsure of her state in that moment.
The camera slowly panned down the hall, momentarily loosing sight of her. But when it panned back, she was gone.
"Oh crap. Where is she now…?" He murmured, rapidly moving through his cameras.
That's when he caught a glimpse of purple out of the corner of his eye, head snapping to the side to see her standing right outside his doorway. She stared him right in the eyes, face curious, not hostile. "Hello… Mr. night guard…" Her voice sounded possessed, as if it wasn't her own. He was afraid she was going to lunge at him, but she simply seemed to size him up.
''I need to show them the proper respect…'' He reminded himself, deciding not to shut her out if she wasn't going to be hostile. "H-Hey Bonnie… How are you?" He asked nervously, offering her a nervous wave.
She didn't respond, instead standing there awkwardly.
He glanced back to his right, noticing that Foxy had vacated the area. He sighed, opening the door as the guy over the phone had suggested.
Click…
His eyes widened when he realized Bonnie had stepped into the office, and was pressing the buttons on his keyboard. "H-Hey! Don't play with that." He exclaimed, moving her paw away from it.
''Crap! I let her in!'' He hissed in his head. ''I seriously need to get some sleep tonight!'' He glanced up nervously at her, realizing that he might be in a predicament now.
She smiled coyly, waiting for him to move her hand before she pressed another button. "Hey, quit that!" He hissed quietly, as if afraid more of the girls would hear him and come running.
She giggled in the darkness, a coy expression on her face. Her eyes glowed a sinister red, but she didn't seem as if she were being threatening.
''Just yet…'' He thought dryly. If it were any later in the week, he could be in serious trouble right now!
''Wait! The mask!'' He realized suddenly, watching the curious bunny from the corner of his eye.
She wasn't looking at him, yet her large and imposing body cast a threatening shadow over him. He slowly reached out, feeling around for the drawer in front of him. Then he felt it, something furry and soft, the inside made of plastic.
It was a mask that resembled Foxy, and he quickly slipped it on. Not a moment too soon, as Bonnie turned back his way.
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Then she walked away without saying anything, as if disappointed over something. No sooner had she vanished did he shut the door, the sound of it slamming relieving.
''Too close for comfort…'' He thought, heart racing. He took the mask back off, checking both doors before returning to the cameras.
Foxy had seemingly wandered off towards her room again, Bonnie moving towards the atrium.
He blew out a sigh.
(3:00am)
"Damn…" He cursed quietly, only halfway through the night. If he kept this us, he really was going to be in trouble. He couldn't keep slipping up.
He took a tentative bite of his pizza, eyes glued to the cameras. He first checked all the video footage around his office, before peeking outside the doors to make sure no one was actually in his blind spots.
"Good, good…"
He sighed, sinking back into his chair.
Then he saw something. Their figure was hard to see in the darkness, short and slender. He couldn't quite make them out, but from the hint of red glowing eyes, he knew it was one of the girls.
His eyes widened.
''Vanny…'' He thought. The little grey rabbit seemed to wander down his way nervously, walking right up to his office window, not even trying to mask her presence.
He stared blankly at her, the glass the only thing separating the two of them. There was no hostility in her gaze, her short five foot stature making her not only the shortest girl there, but even shorter than he was.
She seemed to wait outside his doorway, not moving. She bit her lips nervously, avoiding eye contact with him.
Be could tell she wasn't possessed like the others were, or at least not yet. Her eyes were glowing a soft red, but they weren't as dangerous looking as they seemed.
"M-Mr. Night Guard…" Then she spoke up, paws clasped together in front of her, digits poking together nervously.
His cheeks flushed. ''So cute!'' He couldn't help it. The way she looked, the way she acted. It made him want to pull her into his lap and cuddle her until she felt better. "H-Hello Vanny, can I… can I help you?" He asked nervously, fingers itching towards the door button just in case something happened.
"U-Um… Can I come in…?" She asked quietly, surprising him. "I-I don't want to be alone right now… My sisters are acting weird again…" She murmured quietly, blushing his way. "A-And I wanted to… help you out…"
His eyes widened in surprise, and throwing caution to the wind, he decided to be nice. "O-Oh! Um, sure. Why not?" He muttered nervously, beckoning her inside his office. ''Gosh, what was the boss so worried about? The girls are super sweet to me.'' He thought with a roll of his eyes.
Vanny's eyes widened at his words, before she quickly shuffled inside his office.
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She stood beside his desk, twiddling her paws together nervously as she seemed to struggle with something internally. He watched her curiously from the corner of his eyes, while simultaneously keeping his attention on the cameras.
Then she moved, sliding onto his lap. His face practically caught fire as she planted herself down on his lap, her rump pressing against him.
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"Vanny…?" He asked after a long moment, eyes twitching nervously.
"…Yes…? Mr. Night Guard…?" The little rabbit asked cutely, facing forward.
"What are you doing?" He asked plainly.
"S-Sitting…" She hummed.
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"You're not going to move, are you…" He sighed, resigning himself to his fate. ''Oh well, I suppose it's not that bad. She is really cute…'' He thought after a moment, trying to focus on anything else besides her plump grey ass pressed into his lap.
"…no." She murmured after a long moment.
He sighed.
"Okay, fine. I won't move you." He relented. "How are you affected at night? Y-Your sisters get all weird… right? W-Why aren't you affected?"
"I am." She replied, glancing back at him with red glowing eyes. "It compels us to do whatever our basest desires want, no matter who might g-get hurt. I-I want to… T-To be helpful to you, to make your night easier… To make you feel better. That m-means helping you survive my sisters, that means making you smile… That means…" She trailed off, leaning up towards him, her lips hovering inches away from his own.
Her breath felt hot on his lips, her half lidded eyes seemingly casting a light red glow over his face. Her cheeks were warm, the smaller rabbit felt wonderful in his presence.
"V-Vanny?" He squeaked, his own face turning red.
"I-I want to make you happy. Does this… does this make you feel good…?" She asked meekly, before she pressed her lips to his own.
He moaned lightly in surprise, before meekly pulling away. "N-Not that I dislike this, but I think s-surviving the night a-against your sisters will be m-m-more important…" He choked out beneath her lips, struggling to get his words out.
He watched her eyes blinking as she ran his words over in her head, before she hummed.
He remembered what she told him before, that her sisters and her all are forced to give into their baser desires, and if not, then untold violence. If he was going to get through this, he needed to play to their strengths and weaknesses. With Vanny, she said that she wanted to make his night easier, make him feel better…
All he had to do was convince her that in order to do so that she needed to help him keep her sisters out of his office.
Simple enough.
She seemed to understand as she slipped off his lap, letting him return to checking his cameras…
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Zip…
His eyes widened when he found the tiny rabbit between his legs, sitting on her knees staring up at him from underneath his desk. The sound he heard but a moment ago, however, came from the sound of his zipper being slowly pulled down.
His eyes were torn between checking the cameras, and now to what little he could see of the rabbit between his legs.
"V-Vanny…? What are you-?" He squeaked, before he felt her hot breath tickling his exposed cock-head. His eyes twitched when he felt her soft velvety tongue slowly lick it, her puffy little lips pressing against it in a gentle kiss.
''O-Of course she's p-possessed too, what was I-I thinking…?'' He berated himself mentally, trying desperately to focus on the cameras outside his office and not the rabbit girl between his legs who was getting progressively more exploratory with his dick.
He bit his lips when she started sucking, slowly going up and down his thick cock. Apparently he was too big for her, as she was only able to take in the first few inches before she started struggling.
"Hmmm…." She moaned quietly around his shaft, the vibrations nearly making him see stars. If that wasn't enough, he felt her delicate little paws reaching up to begin kneading and massaging his large full balls.
"V-Vanny…" He squeaked, legs tightening. He glanced up at the clock on the wall…
(5:00am)
He cursed his luck, realizing that he'd have to ride this out, literally, for the next hour at least.
"You taste so good…" She cooed meekly from between his legs, pressing her lips to his leaking tip over and over in loving kisses. Her paws wrapped around his length, slowly jerking up and down. "How does this feel…? M-Mr. Night guard?" She asked quietly, watching as his thighs tensed up with every kiss.
"Vanny-" Mike choked out, biting his lips so hard he was sure they were going to bleed. ''C-Crap! What's she going to do if I explode?! I-I'm not sure how much longer I can hold on!'' He whined in his head, his breathing labored as her pumping paws increased in speed.
He didn't have time to think, he'd reached his limit. He groaned as she slipped his tip back into her mouth, pumping his dick with one paw while the other reached down to squeeze his balls. He swore he saw stars as he exploded down her throat, shooting rope after rope after rope of his hot white spunk down her little rabbit throat, cock pulsing hotly in her mouth.
She moaned around him, only adding to his pleasure as she milked his dick dry. He groaned lowly as she kept pumping him throughout his first orgasm, trying to milk him for all he was worth. There was no way he was going to hold out for another hour at this rate, he'd be milked to death by that point...
Literally!
It was only once he came down from his high that he realized she'd pushed him down from his chair, crawling up his body, looming over him. He blinked to get his eyesight back, looking down in shock as she seemed ready to drop herself on his still hard cock.
''Crap, she's out of control!'' He panicked, looking up at her crazed red eyes. Whatever sense of control she had earlier seemed to vanish entirely now, and she was moments away from taking him. Thinking quickly, he reached forward, holding her up by her ass as she tried to drop onto him. His cockhead poked her pussy, but didn't go any further despite her best efforts.
She blinked in surprise down at him as he stopped her, his surprisingly strong arms holding her up entirely. She growled down at him, claws suddenly appearing on her paws as she threatened to slice him up. She swiped down at him, slashing through his cheek. He held her up as she cut at him, marking his face up something fierce.
Only to squeak in surprise when he suddenly flipped her over, pinning her down underneath his own weight. "V-Vanny! Get a hold of yourself!" He breathed out, voice strained. She giggled lewdly below him, trying to inch closer to his throbbing dick. Glancing around frantically, he tried to figure a way out of his dilemma.
The thing was, she was small, and not very strong either. He could easily overpower her if he tried, and now that he thought about it, he could probably safely control her until six o'clock rolled around.
It was either that or give into her uncontrollable desires.
''Yeah no, not doing that today...'' He thought dryly. It was one thing to have her suck him off, it was another to fuck like rabbits while she was under mind control.
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...
His eyes widened.
''That's it!'' He realized. Vanny was cursed with this uncontrollable lust and violent aggression if resisted during the night. He wasn't sure he could escape her now, but he didn't need to. He just needed to keep her satisfied until morning, or at least another hour.
Thinking quickly, he flipped her around until she was laying on her belly, ass up. She growled dangerously at him, a little disoriented from the sudden motions.
At least, she was for a moment. But that anger was quickly replaced when she felt his lips pressed up against her leaking cunt. She squeaked when she felt his smooth tongue part her lower lips, exploring her in a very pleasing way. Her eyes threatened to roll up into the back of her head as he slowly, sensually ate her out.
He needed to time this right, keep her slowly building up so that he could keep her incapacitated so to speak until morning came. Either way, all her aggression had halted the moment his tongue split her open.
She squeaked quietly as his tongue slowly swirled around, occasionally pulling out to gently swirl around her sensitive clit. Within minutes she was putty in his hands, laying in a twitching mess on the ground as he pleased her.
His eyes snapped up from her little rabbit butt and to the doors to his office. Keeping her occupied wasn't going to be the hard part, but it was doing so while keeping his eyes on the cameras as well. Thankfully the doors were also controlled by his tablet, the electronic device having conveniently having landed by his hands.
His eyes widened when he saw Chica just down the hall, his finger smashing the button to drop the door to his office. The yellow chicken was blocked out just in time too.
He pressed the button to the other door as well, just in case. The moment he had a couple minutes to himself, he returned to the mewling rabbit within his grasp. He grasped her plump thighs, massaging her grey furred ass.
He felt her tighten around his tongue as she came, body tightening up. But he didn't stop, even when she came all over his tongue, until she'd collapsed onto the ground.
When he finally pulled away, taking in a deep breath, he couldn't ignore her taste on his tongue. He licked his lips absentmindedly, sinking down in relief when he realized she probably wasn't getting back up any time soon.
''That was too close...'' He thought dryly, moving to stand up as he put his pants back up. His aching cock hurt when trying to shove it back into his pants, but that was a problem for a different time.
A curious glance outside his office told him that he was alone again. Thinking quickly, he scooped up the rabbit suffering from a sex coma into his arms, holding her to his chest. His expression softened at her face, realizing just how cute she truly was when she wasn't trying to kill him and or fuck him to death.
"Come on, let's lay you down somewhere nice..." He murmured, stepping out of his office. Sneaking down the hall, he found a couch in the hall to lay her down on. He set her down, making sure she wouldn't fall off, before retreating to his office for safety.
He sank into his seat, shoulders feeling heavy when his ass hit the surprisingly soft seat cushion.
And then the digital clock rang out...
(6:00am)
His first shift was over, and he wanted nothing more in that moment than to find a comfortable bed to fall face first into. At the very least, he knew what he was going to have to do to make it through the rest of the week, and beyond that, the rest of his working life.
It wasn't the worst thing, he supposed...
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