This is my first time writing like this with actual thought and wanting to make it at least moderately good. It's not the best, but it is something. At least, something people are wanting. So here you go. If it is bad, I'm sorry. I will either fix it or delete it.

Warning: This chapter is intended for 18+, read at your own risk, lol.

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"You love it when I make you go crazy~"

Your breath hitched. He backs away from your ear and hovers his face close to yours and placed his hand on the desk. His other hand pinning your wrists to the mirror. His half-lidded eyes staring intensely at you. A piece of your hair gently falls over your face, tickling your nose slightly. Watching Freddy through your stands of hair. His bright blue outline around his eye. You couldn't help but inch your face closer to his, your lips slightly grazing his nose. Closing your eyes slowly, you press your lips onto the cold surface and backing away. Freddy's eyes widened, he blinked, looking up at the mirror, and then back at you. He puts his hands on your waist and picks you up and placed you back on his chair.  You looked down at the chair, and then back at him.

"Freddy, what are-"

"Look at the mirror," Freddy interrupted. Moving your strand of hair behind your ear. You watch through the mirror, his expression was soft, and his movement was delicate. His nail gently grazed behind your ear, trailing down to your neck, eventually resting his hand at the base of your neck. You shudder as his cold hand pressed against your collar bone. You breathe heavily, turning your head slightly to look at Freddy. He chuckles, gently moving his hand up your neck, his index finger and thumb grasping your chin. His thumb pushed your chin to look back at the mirror.

"Just keep looking at the mirror sweetheart... and I won't hesitate~" He whispered. His breath from his fans hitting your ear. Your breath hitched, looking in the mirror, his hand was wrapped around your neck lightly, his hand vibrated slightly at how hard your heart was beating.  You noticed your body move with every deep breath you took. Shifting your eyes from yourself to Freddy, you see his eyes full of curiosity and want.  He is taking in every reaction you have. From your heavy breathing, your pounding heartbeat, from your dazed facial expression. Learning more about what drives you. What makes you tremble while under his touch.

He moves his free arm up your shoulder. Squeezing your shoulder, he slides his hand down, his hand covering your breast. Your body tenses up, watching him gently cup your breast, and slightly squeeze them. Inhaling sharply from the pressure, you held your breath. Freddy stopped, his hands filled with your breast. Your hands trembled as he continued fondling them. His nails gently graze over them, as one hits your nipple. You slightly arch your back as you bite back a moan and squeeze your eyes shut. Freddy stops, his hands let go of you.

"(Y/n)... are you uncomfortable? I can stop. I know I said I won't hesitate, but I will stop if you want me to," Freddy said nervously. Being the gentlemen he was, he wanted to make sure that you still wanted this.

"No... I just... haven't... done this..." You look away embarrassed. You haven't done this. You don't know what to expect. What you did know, was that it did feel good.

"It seems like we will learn together," Freddy smiled gently. "May I... continue?"

You nod, still looking away from the mirror. His cold hands are on your waist, squeezing them. Your shoulders shrugged as your body tensed. You felt something heavy rest on your shoulder.

"I'll be careful... but if you're going to learn about what you like, I need you to look at the mirror," He whispered. You hesitantly looked at the mirror. Once your gaze met his, he smoothly moved his hands up your waist, cupping your breast again. His fingers gently squeeze and massage your breast. It felt nice to you. It was like a massage.

His fingers then gently squeezed around your nipples. Your eyes widened, as you exhale a quiet moan, throwing your head back as a chill ran across your breast. Freddy continued to squeeze and massage the area on both breasts. You clench your hands into fists from the sensation of slight pain and pleasure from him playing with your nipples. Moaning quietly, and biting your lip as he continued. It felt so good, despite his first time doing this to anyone. Let alone, the first time you felt like this. You didn't care, you didn't want him to stop.

His eyes staring intensely at the mirror, watching your facial expression. The face of ecstasy crossed your face from his touch. It pleased him a lot. His ears bounced at your reaction. Watching his hands move and seeing you twitch and shudder under his touch intrigued him, leaving him wanting to witness more. Looking down at you, he noticed your hand between your thighs. You squirm and squeeze your hand tightly the intense feeling of wanting to be touched more. Freddy was curious as to why you were squeezing your hand between your thighs. Slowly, he moves one of his hands down to your thigh and pulled on your thighs to the side. Releasing your hand from the tight squeeze.

"Freddy!"

"Hush... I am very curious as to why you placed your hand between your legs," He calmly says. His hand squeezes your thigh, moving up inch by inch. His hand gently squeezed the very top of your thigh, putting pressure on the seam of your pants. You jolt up.

"Freddy!" You cry out. He pressed harder. Hearing you hum out a moan. He smirks a little. Moving his hand between your legs, moving his hand up and down, putting pressure, his fingers naturally gliding over the seam. You widened your eyes, and overwhelming feeling of how uncomfortably wet it was down there. You groan at the feeling, but Freddy kept going. His hands kept moving, from fondling your breast to rubbing you over your pants. The uncomfortable, wet feeling turned into pleasure, as the pressure was becoming harder. Your head looked ahead at the mirror. Looking at Freddy, his eyes were directly on your body. You let out a breathless chuckle.

"Are you enjoying this?" You ask. Freddy quickly squeezed your breast and placed pressure between your folds over your pants. You groan loudly and squeeze your eyes shut, your head moving back slightly.

"Yes... I am enjoying this very much~" Freddy cooed. His fingers graze up to the buttons of your pants. Trying to undo them. Using both his hands, he continues to try to unbutton your pants.  Your arousal slightly decreases. Looking down at his fumbling fingers you couldn't help but laugh.

"Do you need help?" You giggled. Freddy sighs in defeat and nods. You chuckle and unbuttoned your pants, and pulled the zipper down. His hands tugged at your shirt, slightly lifting your shirt, his cold fingers grazing your skin. You shiver, goosebumps covered your body at his touch. Continuing, Freddy pulled your shirt above you and tossed it to the ground, you shivered more as you look at yourself in the mirror, looking at your bra only left on your chest. He dug his finger into the top of your pants. You slightly stand up. Freddy began to take off your pants, you helped him by pulling down the other side.

You felt very exposed. You tried covering yourself, and looked at the ground, not wanting to see yourself in the mirror or what Freddy's reaction would be. You were cold, the slight breeze from the vents crushed over your skin, causing you to shiver, and hold yourself tighter.

Freddy grabbed your wrist and pulled them away. You glance at the mirror. His expression seemed stern, his grip on your wrist tightened.

"(Y/n)... why are you hiding?" Freddy asked sternly. You look down at the floor again, staying quiet.

"Answer me, why would you want to hide something so beautiful?" Freddy growled slightly. You look at him.

"I'm cold... as well as embarrassed..." You answer.

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about~" Freddy reassured. "Now... let me warm you up~"

Freddy moved his down to your shoulders, and sliding his hands down your waist down to your panties, and pressed against them. Rubbing your clit over your panties ever so gently. You shudder at the touch. He continues, pressing more and increasing his pace. The sensation feels like butterflies are flying around your body. The more he rubs the wave of pleasure ripple through your body. Your toes curl a bit, squeezing your eyes shut as the feeling was blissful. Your mouth was slightly open, inhaling shakily as you held your breath.

"F-Freddy" You moan out. Your legs begin to quiver and slowly shift inwards causing you to close your legs, the overwhelming feeling was too much. As your legs squeeze together, Freddy's finger moves restrictedly. He growled, his other hand squeezing your thigh and pulling your legs back open.

"Bad girl~" He teased. "Make sure you keep those pretty legs open so I can warm you up~"

Freddy continued with his movements. You feel his thumb graze the outside of your panties. Slowly coating his thumb with your desire for him. He moved your panties, the cold breeze hitting your folds, the cold feeling turned warm when Freddy touched your exposed clit.

"Fuck..." You breathed out, your head was thrown back from the new feeling. It was so much better than him feeling you from your panties. The butterflies intensified as you felt something tighten in your abdomen. The pressure of his finger as he continues slowly made your eyes go hazy. It felt so good. His gentle touch turned a bit harder. His finger pressed onto your clit more and started to rub slightly faster. He experimented a little. He focused on different parts of your clit. From the top to the bottom, and even the sides. Eventually, he gently circled your clit, feeling all sides, watching your every move as his finger grazed over each part. You could only whimper and moan, incoherent words escaping your mouth the more his finger moved. Your legs grew numb as they trembled. Moving his finger down to your opening. Feeling around the sensitive area. The pressure made your hips buckle. His finger slides into you slightly.

"Superstar..." He rasped. He looked at you through the mirror. Your facial expression said it all. You wanted him. His finger resting on your opening was making your hips move forward, trying to have his finger go deeper.

"Don't get too eager..." He smirks. "There is a replacement claw in the drawer of the desk. Could you get it out for me?"

Freddy moves his finger back to your clit, rubbing a bit faster and adding more pressure. You lean forward to the table. A tingling sensation rushed through your body, making you slam your hands on the table and grip the end of the table.

"Freddy..." You cry out.

"Open the drawer, superstar~" He demanded. You move your hand to the drawer. Trembling as the action of pulling it made your hand tremble and tingle. You take out the claw. Slowly closing the drawer and placing the claw on the table. Freddy pinched your clit slightly, rubbing each side gently. You sit back quickly and moan louder. The feeling of being touched on both sides was intoxicating. You cover your forehead at the pressure Freddy's fingers were putting on you.

"You forgot something superstar~" Freddy purred. You look up and see that you left his replacement claw on the table. "Go get it~"

You shudder as you move and reached out for the claw. Your hand trembling. The pressure of you rubbing against Freddy's finger as you inch forward to grab the claw. It felt so far but you managed to grab it and slam it back to the back of the chair.

"What a good girl~ I knew you could do it" Freddy smirked. He takes his hand away from your clit. He removed his claw from his middle finger, and placed the replaces the claw with the one you brought. It was duller, not as sharp as the other one.

"This claw is so my hands could look less intimidating to some children," Freddy said. "However... I guess it can be used for other things~"

His hands moved back to your clit. Rubbing faster than before causes you to move your hand to his arm and dig your nails into his metal arm.

"Freddy!" You scream, the feeling was overstimulating. Freddy quickly moved his finger to your entrance and slid his finger in. You felt it fill inside you. Rubbing against your walls, his fingers curling slightly. You gasp at the feeling of his finger hitting the end of your walls. Your toes curl tightly, the feeling of pain and pleasure coming back to you. Slowly, Freddy took his finger out and slid it back in. You whimpered at the slight stinging as it went back in.

"Does it hurt?" Freddy asked. You nod. "Should I stop?" You shook your head.

"No... keep going... it'll go away." You breathe out heavily.

Just as you requested. Freddy continued, pumping his fingers harder in you. You sighed out, reaching your hand out to his arm and squeezing it tightly. You hummed out a moan as Freddy went faster. Arching your back as his finger rubs your walls. Suddenly you felt his other hand move around your waist, hand gripping the top of your thigh. His thumb slowly started rubbing your thigh. The dull spike of his bracelet poked your clit every time he pulsed his finger into you. You didn't notice at first until Freddy pulled harder. The mix of his touching you outside and pulsing inside of you made you light-headed. The stimulation was too much. You try to move Freddy's hands away but he wouldn't budge. He kept going.

Freddy enjoyed that you were moaning out his name. He knew he was doing something right. Your hair was messy from rubbing against Freddy's chest plate. Your face is full of want and desire. He fastened his pace, causing you to moan louder. Smirking he looked down. Watching his finger disappear in you followed by your reaction was pleasing. Your body trembling under his touch. Freddy's eyes fill with lust as he looks back to the mirror, watching your body shiver and shake, sharp movements everything a light touch was just too much.

The knot inside your abdomen grew tighter. His finger now warm felt so comforting to you. You moan out, this time it sounded different. Freddy looked at your lips, intrigued by the sound that just escaped from it. He wiggles his ears and tried to go back to the spot that made you sound like that. After a few thrusts of his fingers, he found it again, causing you to moan out with a whimper. Freddy grinned, his eyes half-lidded as he stayed in that spot. Pulsing faster in you. The knot grew tighter the faster and harder Freddy pulsed in you.

Moaning louder the knot in your abdomen released. Your body tensed up, your head was thrown back, gripping the bear's arms tightly. You felt a wave of relief wash over you, feeling hotter down there. Your legs were numb and trembling. Freddy slowed down until he stopped.

"Superstar? Did you just-" Freddy started.

"Don't... say a word..." You say. The orgasm lingered after he stopped. Your leg muscles twitch and shake and you slump and relax your torso. You sigh out, colors forming under your closed eyes. Freddy was very pleased. Your face showed that he did a good job. Your face was red hot, you breathed heavily, enjoying the lingering feeling of your climax.

"Let's go clean you up," Freddy mentioned. He took his hands away from you and stood up. "Can you stand?"

You shook your head. Your legs are still numb, your stomach still tingles and your arms feel like jello. You whimpered at the empty cold feeling that he left when he removed his finger from you.  Freddy chuckles and he scoops you up in his arms. Walking out of his room from the back door, he takes you down to the showers.

"Shall I accompany you?" He asks.

"Well... You've seen me naked already... might as well..." you stammered. You walk into the bathroom, with Freddy following behind. The giant bathroom had stalls on one side, a row of sinks and then the other side had the shower stalls. Opening one of the stalls you see a chair, the shower head was clean.

"They installed these in the staff bathrooms since the mechanics can get dirty from oil... As well as the service staff getting food thrown on them." Freddy stated.

"Aren't the service bots taking over though?" You ask. You turn on the shower and turn the dial to a comfortably hot setting.

"Yes, but, that doesn't mean our service bots can come in and clean everything, and also fix us. They might be handy, but they're only programmed to do simple tasks" Freddy commented.

"I guess that makes sense" you sighed. Placing your hand under the running water, you adjust to your comfortable temperature. Looking down you see that your bra and underwear are still on you. Looking up you see Freddy's eyes were locked on you.

"Freddy? Could you..."

"Help?" He inquired. You look away from him. You wanted him to look away so you could take your clothes off.

"(Y/n), if you want me to look away... I can..." Freddy said. You look up at him. He gave you a wink and turned around. Giving a small sigh of relief you take off the rest of your garments and walk into the shower. The hot shower was nice. You pump some soap into your hands and lather yourself.

"May, I turn around?" Freddy asked. You smirked slightly. A newfound spark clicked in your mind.

"Could you put soap on my back?" You ask, peeking your head through the shower curtain. Freddy whips around with an astonished expression on his face.

"Are you sure?" Freddy hesitated. You nod, turning off the water so his wires wouldn't become short-circuited.

"Why not, you are very durable, and your hands are protected with silicone, which is water and soap safe." You imply.

Freddy walks closer, putting his hand on the edge of the shower curtain and opening it slowly. You smile as you turn around.

"Soap is right there" You pointed out. Freddy nodded and grabbed some soap, and gently placed it on your back. Gently stroking your shoulders, and sliding his hand down to create a small lather on your back.

"How... How was my performance... on you..." Freddy questioned. Focusing on your back, he wanted to make sure that every spot was washed with soap.

"It... it was good... I enjoyed it..." You said hesitantly. Just remembering what happened a few minutes ago made you shiver, feeling of pleasure coming back to you. Freddy moved his hands to your shoulders, massaging lightly. You sighed from the stress releasing from your shoulders.

"That is good" Freddy expressed. His jaw opened to form a smile. He reaches up and grabs the showerhead and unhooks it from its holder. He turned on the water and placed it in a warm setting. He slowly washed your back, watching the suds of soap glide down from your back. He was mesmerized by how beautiful you looked. He loved looking at the neon lights, and the holograms that the pizzaplex had, but compared to you, you were his favorite thing to look at.

Freddy placed the showerhead back and turned off the water. He reaches over to you, places his hand on your stomach, and pulls you back into him. He leans over, placing his other hand on the wet shower wall. His hand grows tighter against your stomach. His frame caging you in the shower.

"Maybe... we should have a second performance... don't you think, Superstar?"

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Well... That's that... If it's not good, yeah, I know, I tried. I had 15 other tabs open just to make sure I was doing this right, and went back and read and changed things. Added more detail, more emotions, so this is what it is left with. I might come back some other time to change it if I ever get better at writing smut.

So yeah, constructive criticism is nice, just DM me. I'll change what needs to be fixed.

Thanks!