Hello, this time Wright has opened a new story with content.
Yaoi
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pair
Foxyx Bonnie
From the game
FNF (
Please keep it short. ^_^) This story was written with a lot of intent. Whether it's fun or not, wait for the reader to respond.
O.o
The story is not very realistic like in the game.
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Thank you to those who came to read or who wandered in haha.
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Inside the abandoned building, things were arranged in an orderly manner with dust showing how long they had been there. Even though it looked dark and empty, this place was the perfect and best place for them to live. Not people and living things
Further into the room, there was a stage and many audience benches arranged in rows in front of it. The stage seemed to be a place for everyone to entertain, but it wasn't. It was for these people.
Freddy the young bear holding the microphone sings happily on stage.
The soundtrack of Toy Bunny playing drunkenly with someone's great guitar is followed by the thrilling sound of Golden Freddy, a blonde-haired, cheeky young bear. Play anytime
Finally, Chicka, the gourmet duck girl, is pouting and distraught in search of a big pizza. Sitting on a stool, his face not participating in the songs of the three young men on stage at all, his mind was waiting, but Bunny who was baking pizza in the kitchen, her beautiful round eyes saw a young fox walking in from nowhere. In the kitchen, she called before he could walk past.
“Foxy!!! What are you doing?” she yelled out the young wolf's name before he turned around.
"What do you think I'm doing in the kitchen? Do you want to do the laundry? You're a moron." A deep voice answered annoyedly with eyes that looked just out of the corner of my eye and walked into the kitchen just in time, not waiting for a reply.
“Fucking Foxy, I'm just telling you to go ask Bunny if he's finished baking the pizza yet? Let's turn and listen here first. Shit! Is that dog deaf? I'm about to die of hunger.” Chicka immediately shouted out what she wanted to tell Foxy, but it probably wouldn't be as she hoped, so she just sat there complaining and waiting.
kitchen interior
A small, thin young rabbit was standing at the counter waiting for a pizza that was about to be baked. He was Bunny, whom Chicka called and who owned the guitar Toy Bunny was playing, looking out the window. Looking at the environment at 10:00 p.m., which was completely dark, with the flickering lights from the lampposts outside the building where we lived, and the cool air, I enjoyed it, but was shocked by the pain at the tip of the long, soft bunny ears and the force of the hug. It couldn't have been anyone else from behind because he was the only one who treated him like this.
"gulp! Foxy, were you still dissatisfied with me last night? I can't take it anymore." Someone hiccuped from the pain in her stomach from being hugged. and spoke in an angry tone
“Last night you were stubborn, and today you were disobedient to me, it was deserved,” the tall man said with a resentful voice next to the young rabbit's ears.
"I'm not yours!! You have no right to order me, no right to punish me at all!!!" Someone shouted out of anger and fear in the state of being hugged in front of him, looking towards the window, not making eye contact with the young fox because I know how scary it is.
A strong hand grabbed the tip of Slim's chin and turned her slightly, casting a cunning glance at the frightened look at his side. The young fox's hot breath flowed down the tip of Slim's nose, followed by a deep whispered sound nearby.
"Well, you're worth capturing and keeping for myself. Why don't I have the right to order or punish you when you're already in my hands?" This sentence even made some of his spirits go pale. He had no way. Where can I escape?
At the end of his last sentence, thin lips caressed the young rabbit's cheek. He wanted to resist, but he couldn't. He had to hurry and do something to stop it or delay it.
"Chicca is waiting to eat pizza. You can come take care of it at midnight." Someone said, unable to fight.
"It's just a request to you. Don't think I didn't know. When the time came, you ran away. Now I've found you, and I won't be stupid to let you escape. Besides, I'm hungrier than that lazy duck who eats a lot." The tall man said as well. His voice was hoarse because his mind was lost in the thin body's appearance and he didn't want anyone to disturb him.
When their mouths were still empty, some figures spoke up again.
“But Chicka........” Not finishing his sentence, the tall figure cut off the annoyance by holding onto those small lips longingly, even though last night he just tasted the touch that made some of his heart flutter. The fear and pain of last night suddenly flashed in my heart. Clear tears flowed down and touched his cheeks even though the tall figure was still happy with what he had done.
“Huh.” The sobbing sound from the tall figure didn't help the tall figure stop his mischievous hand touching from the thin waist all the way to the bottom, and also pushing the thin body against the wall opposite the oven.
Now the tips of their noses were touching each other, the tall figure looked into the frightened figure's eyes.
"Are you still not used to it? Crying won't help, Bunny," the tall figure whispered, emphasizing the thin body's tip of the nose, sinking into the white, smooth cheek, then trailing down to the crook of the white neck, his lips grazing into the smooth skin until a mark was created. The man's shirt buttons were undone about a few buttons and he was about to continue on when a small hand grabbed the young fox's hand. The tall figure looked up at the man who began to resist.
"Don't do anything like that here," he said even though tears were still streaming down his cheeks.
Foxy almost fainted, wanting to tell her to stop crying, but knew it was just a ploy to escape.
The tall figure used his fingertips to gently wipe away the tears, then gently kissed the edge of the light-colored eye. The thin body was dazed by the tall figure's gentle actions.
“Then let's change to my room.” After that gentle act, followed by a sentence that almost broke Slim's heart. After speaking, Slim lifted up his legs and immediately walked out of the kitchen.
Anyone who has read up to this point, thank you. If you enjoyed it, please comment and give encouragement. :-)
Happy New Year. I've posted a continuation fic after this one. If anyone wants to read it, click here.
Then you can go comment and criticize.
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