Five Dares At Freddy's – Chapter One, Bonnie

A/N – This was a LOT of fun to write, and as my first venture into writing smut, I'd like to know what you think! I know people were eager for me to update this one so don't worry, I'll be working on the next chapter asap ^o^

Enjoy~

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It felt like his first day on the job all over again, heart pounding with trepidation as he heaved the main door open, stepping into the pitch black heat of the pizzeria. He remarked to himself how the smell of pizza still lingered in the air as he flipped on the lights, grubby shoes carrying him towards the security office with a resounding 'click, clack'.

The main stage was curiously empty, pirate's cove completely devoid of the captain's usual singing that crowed from behind the curtain. Used to be that the old fox could only hum his tunes, a despondent 'dududumdum diddley dumdum', before Mike opted to clean out his voicebox, allowing him to sing whenever he liked. At the end of the day it was no big deal to the night watch, merely happy to hear anything other than a harsh shriek as Foxy poked his head into the office. How times had changed.

Taking a seat in the creaky old leather-bound seat, Mike sighed to himself, pulling out his trusty reading material. He was beginning to wonder if the previous night had even happened, or if he was really losing it. Suggestive dares from a group of sentient mascots? Yeah, he was crazy.

An hour passed, and still nothing. Mike had even picked up the old camera feed to see if he could spot anyone, to no avail. Growing restless he licked his thumb to turn the page, before shrieking as the security doors slammed shut by themselves, lights turning out with a resounding drone.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Mike whimpered, fumbling for his phone to use as a light source. Had the animatronics reverted to their old ways? He must have simply become too careless; now he was paying the price.

"...shhhhhh, Mikey." crooned a voice from behind him, an invisible pair of hands gripping his shoulders lightly.

"What the fuck?! Bonnie?" he could have sworn he recognized the rabbit's sultry tones brushing his ear.

"Mmhmm. Who else would it be darlin'? It's our special night together, remember?"

He could feel the mascot's smile as hot breath tickled his neck, paws squeezing him reassuringly. The light flickered back to life, forcing Mike to shield his eyes from the harsh glow. Peeping out from behind his fingers, the guard was struck dumb by the mascot's ruby gaze, filled with coquettish promise.

"Aah! Those dares...I really did agree to them huh?

"Yup, you really did. You're all mine for the night, but don't worry too much. I'll go easy on you."

Blush coated Mike's face as the rabbit moved to sit on his lap, long purple legs dangling either side of him.

"Uh...um...so what do we do?" stammered the guard.

"Simple. You sit back and follow my lead." With that, Bonnie leaned in for a passionate kiss, tongue eagerly flicking Mike's lips, requesting entrance. The guard yielded and the rabbit darted in, actively exploring his mouth, taking in his flavor.

Bonnie's paws began to roam his body, slipping underneath his shirt to toy with his chest before tugging the fabric gently in a silent request. He broke the kiss momentarily, threads of saliva splitting between them as he took advantage of Mike's dazed state to slide the offending clothing over his head, tossing it behind him.

He could feel Bonnie's eyes silently evaluating him, before his mouth was occupied again, moaning softly as the rabbit sucked on his tongue, those deft paws rising to playfully pinch his nipples.

Mike felt as though he should reciprocate in some way, rather than sitting there like a slack jawed idiot, but where to begin? Flying on instinct and guess work, he moved a hand down to the lower half of the rabbit's abdomen, dragging his palm lower before he felt a paw stop him.

Bonnie shook his head and moved the humans hands back to his lap, scolding him, "Nuh uh, buddy, tonight's all about you. Just sit yourself back, let me take reaaal good care of you..."
"H-how are you so good at this stuff?"

"I'm an entertainer darlin', making people smile is what I do. Making them scream, well, that's overtime."

Lowering his head to Mike's chest, the mascot rubbed at one of the sensitive nubs with his tongue, feeling it harden under his touch. He decided to experiment, taking the flesh between his teeth and biting softly, hearing the human hiss and squirm underneath him.

Satisfied with his work, Bonnie moved a paw up to replace his mouth as he ventured lower, a trail of kisses leading down the guard's flat stomach. Arriving at his belted pants, he gave the guard's chest a reprieve from his touch, bringing his paws down to unbuckle him.

"Just think about it Mikey, you're my first human...I'll try to be gentle", grinned the bunny, sliding the navy work trousers down Mike's slim thighs, throwing them to join the discarded shirt.

Bonnie chuckled as he was faced with the guard's tented underwear, already dotted with sticky pre.

"Hmm, someone's eager. No one ever told you patience is a virtue?".

Mike's teeth ground together as the rabbit spoke, elastic straining against his length.

"Just fucking...touch me, please!" he panted, eyes screwed shut in frustration.

Bonnie responded by palming him slowly, stroking the shaft a few times before ceasing contact, much to the man's displeasure.

"Ready for more, darlin'?"

"Y-yes! Please, fuck..." Mike groaned, no longer concerned about his dignity.

Only too happy to oblige, Bonnie hooked his thumbs under the waistband, leaning back as his cock sprang free of its cotton prison, bobbing desperately for attention.

The bunny blew cool air across the hot flesh, the guard whining above him.

"Ask me nicely now, I'll give you what you need."

"Ahh, I n-need your touch! Jerk me, suck me just do something, I'm begging you!"

"As you wish, sweetie."

Bonnie wasted no time in applying his talents, flat tongue licking a wet path up the length of Mike's shaft, swirling around top before diving back down to slick the throbbing skin. Relaxing his throat he covered the top with his mouth, sinking down painfully slowly to devour the guard whole.

Mike cried out as the rabbit began to work him, steadying himself by applying his hand to the bobbing head in front of him. The sight of the bunny treating him was almost too much to bear, not that it mattered, as release was mere moments away.

The mascot continued to work the human deeper, feeling the tip bump the back of his throat before swallowing around him, returning to repeat the process. Purple paws gently stroked pale thighs in an effort to soothe the guard as he slurped and sucked him closer to climax.

A familiar sensation rose up in the pit of Mike's belly, barely giving him enough time to cry, "Ah fuck! I-I'm gonna-!", as pure white clouded his sight, ascending through the tiers of pleasure.

Not once did Bonnie stop moving, throat flexing around the human as he shot ropes of cream into him, screaming everything from the mascot's name to nonsensical praise.

Panting heavily, the stars dissipated from Mike's vision as he came down from his climactic high. Bonnie rose up to sit on his lap once more, leaning into the guards face and opening his mouth to reveal the load he had been milked of seconds ago. Blushing profusely, he could only watch as Bonnie closed his jaws and made a show of slowly, audibly swallowing, watching as the small lump disappeared down his throat.

Bonnie giggled quietly and pressed his lips against the night watch's, tongue snaking out to play with the other's, arms encircling him in a warm embrace.

"You enjoy yourself? Sure tastes like it" the bunny crooned, breaking the kiss to revel in Mike's sweet embarrassment.

The guard did nothing but groan, hiding his scarlet face in his hands.

"I'll take that as a yes. Remember buddy, this was only night one; Foxy gets you tomorrow. I'm sure you'll have lots of fun!"

With that, Bonnie rose to his feet, patting the night watch on the shoulder before pressing the button to raise the door and departing the room.

A shrill alarm heralded the arrival of 6am, and Mike scrambled to replace his clothes before departing the pizzeria on still quivering legs. A small smile crossed his face as he unlocked his car, already questioning what awaited him in the cove.

1 down, 3 to go.

Suddenly that $120 pay-cheque didn't look so bad.